∞ 102: A varied existence [action]

[chikaidestroyer]

Days 1-2 (May 26-27)

[With the exception of a rude teleportation happening while he was in the shower on the first day, Albert has fortunately dodged the beginning effects of a very random experiment. He'll use that time to observe the experiment as it unfolds.]

Day 3 (May 28)

[Part of the day is unfortunately spent wearing the infamous Opera Mask, which is he well-acquainted with after last Halloween. While he can resolutely try to refrain from speaking (read: singing) with the mask on, he can't exactly stop the desire to stalk and attempt to abduct young women. …Not that he has anywhere to abduct them to.]

Day 4 (May 29)

[Another bout of normalcy. Time to go about his normal business and make sure there aren't people teleporting into the house or stables.]

Days 5-9 (May 30-June 3)



[A young boy no older than 10 can be found playing in the forest near community building 7 or up in the playground behind the school. He's restless and finding various ways to entertain himself, trying to change up what he's doing whenever his current activity bores him.

He doesn't mind his situation, or that he had to scour for clothes that would fit him before heading out. In fact, the first morning he detoured to play in the forest in an oversized shirt before getting to the clothing store.

On the 31st, he can even be found jumping in water puddles while it rains heavily. He's just … having fun. Enjoying himself.

…Speaking to him, however, may be a little startling, as he seems to have retained all of his memories of Luceti in this form.]

Day 10 (June 4)



[When he awakens on this particular day, Albert faintly thinks that his body should probably ache from running around as a child for the last few days. He also thinks he should relish in the fact he had gotten to sleep again.

After all, when one has no breath or heartbeat or need for sustenance, it's easy to forget what it's like to sleep. Such is the life of the living dead.

He can be found in or around house 42 in the morning, making note of the various things he had observed but not written down as a child, as well as reflecting on the last time they had such an varied experiment. Then it's time to wander around town to take in more of the sights.]


(ooc: Tags for Days 5-9 will be from the chikai journal!)

Comments

[mydearapple]

[Caesar frowns, but he makes his way over anyway to check on him. He can't really see anything without stepping over the trunk himself, so he lifts a foot to stand on top of it.]

Are you okay, Al?

[chikai]

[There's a short hiss of pain, followed by the sight of Albert popping his head out of the bush. Twigs from the thin-branched bush had caught in his hair during the fall, but he doesn't seem to notice them.]

...I think I need shoes.

[mydearapple]

I told you. [Caesar reaches out to pick a twig out of his brother's hair. After tossing it aside, he holds his hand out to him.] Come on.

[chikai]

[Albert looks at Caesar's hand for a long moment, then takes it with a slight smile.]

What do you mean? You were only talking about clothes.

[mydearapple]

Shoes are just as much a part of being dressed to go outside as the clothes on your back. [...jeez, he feels like a mom lecturing her kid or something. 8| He pulls on his hand to help him stand up.] Besides, you must've thought you didn't need them if you came out here barefoot.

[chikai]

I only said I think I need shoes. [Albert coughs a little as he stands up again, and he rakes a hand through his mussed hair.] But I want to keep playing, shoes or no shoes.

[mydearapple]

No, you can keep playing after you get shoes.

[See that grip on your hand, Albert? He's not letting go...!]

[chikai]

Are you going to make me, big brother? [There's that charming smile of his again.]

[mydearapple]

[Not cute!! He tugs on his brother's arm.]

Yes, I'm going to make you.

[chikai]

[Albert lets himself be tugged along, stumbling a few times before he gets used to walking with Caesar's stride.]

I wonder why you feel so responsible.

[mydearapple]

Because if I'm not, you'll probably terrorize some other poor, innocent soul. [Or he'd end up really, really embarrassing himself.] That's worse, don't you think?

[chikai]

[He tilts his head up, allowing Caesar to lead; he's not particularly rebellious for all of his earlier teasing.]

And why would you care about my pride? Because you will get scolded later otherwise?

[mydearapple]

You think I care about that? You make it sound as if I'm not going to tease you about it later on when it's over.

[chikai]

[Albert squeezes Caesar's hand a little harder as he jumps on a small rock as a detour.]

Then wouldn't it be more fun to have more things to tease me about later?

[mydearapple]

You just want an excuse to run off and play, don't you?

[chikai]

Yes. [Well, at least he's being honest. For now.] I want to play, and once I have shoes, you won't have any reason to bar me.

[mydearapple]

Are you sure about that?

[chikai]

You don't seem to like me when I'm confident. [He laughs a little at the idea.] So perhaps I shouldn't answer.

[mydearapple]

You do realize that was an answer by itself, right? [You little jerk. :'|] And besides, what do you care?

[chikai]

[Albert hums, trotting along with a pleasant expression. Despite the fact that he could probably drop his hand now, he doesn't.]

I don't, of course. You are probably thinking a lot of nasty things about me.

[mydearapple]

Nothing I wouldn't say out loud. [...which probably doesn't mean much, but he's not thinking of anything worse than he usually is!] You almost sound proud of it. Am I really so terrible?

[chikai]

You are. [That comes are quite easily and is followed by a deliberate pause.] You're a terrible big brother.

[mydearapple]

[Caesar sighs in exasperation, but truthfully, he's not very offended by what his brother says.]

Shut up.

[He's pretty sure he just wants him to say something mean.]

[chikai]

[Albert is quiet for a little while as they continue walking; he still makes little detours, hopping over rocks and reaching out to touch branches and bushes needlessly.]

Do I need to absolve you of responsibility? You should just let me do what I want and go back to sleep.

[mydearapple]

You're too little to be using such big words. [He would just let go of his hand if he didn't think that he'd run off or something. Was it silly to feel responsible for him? ...he wouldn't be surprised if Albert thought so, but Caesar couldn't help feeling this way.] Stop being so impatient.