chikaidestroyer | ∞ 102: A varied existence [action]

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

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[Albert doesn't answer, already engrossed in the activity of finding something that might fit his much-smaller feet. As if it hadn't been something of an issue looking for shoes when he was more sure of the length of his feet, now he had visually compare as he went through the shelves.

Even though it's a little easier to find boots that fit, he decides to go with a pair of shoes; the boots would take even more time to break in. He hums in approval as he tries on a pair that fits fairly well, fumbling a little with the laces and his somewhat less-dextrous fingers.]

[From time to time, Caesar glances over in his brother's direction to see if he's settled on anything. When he notices his brother tying up his boots, he decides to speak up.]

Did you find anything?

Mm hmm. [Albert shows off his new shoes as he finishes with the laces, standing up and walking around a little bit. He flashes Caesar a grin.]

Are you going to keep me from playing now?

You should find clothes that fit, too. [He tilts his head, considering Albert's shoes. They look like they fit okay, at least.] And trunks for when you go swimming.

[Albert shakes his head at Caesar's comments.] No, you were right -- swimming is too far away. There's no telling how long I'll be small, so I should just skip all of that and start playing.

[...And with that, he's heading for the door.]

[BUT CLOTHES...]

Not yet. [He starts making his way over again. He's not letting you off so easily, Albert!] You need clothes, at the very least.

[Albert spreads his arms wide.] I have clothes!

[He makes a face at this. Why the heck does he have to be so difficult?]

That sweater might as well be a dress. It doesn't count.

[He has successfully reached the front door!]

But you wouldn't want me to remove it, so it has to count in some way.

You'll need other clothes if you're stuck like this for a few days, won't you? Just get new clothes now so you can play later.

[Albert turns to regard Caesar at that.] Are you going to choose them for me, big brother? Because I want to play now!

No, you're going to choose them with me, and then you can go play. Got it?

[Albert looks just about ready to give Caesar a sullen look, but he steps away from the door and slinks off to the shirts.]

Fine! I'll get "real" clothes!

No need to sound like it's the end of the world. [He makes a face, turning to watch as Albert moves back through the store.] You can have fun soon.

[...Albert doesn't respond, as he's a little busy pulling shirts off of the racks, no matter their size or color.]

[...come on, Albert, do you think he can't see that?]

How do you know those clothes fit?

[Still not talking. Albert leaves a pile of shirts on the floor and goes off to get a bag.]

[...jeez, what a brat. Caesar did say that he would choose with him, though, so he makes his way over, picking up a shirt so he can look it over. It's way too big for him, but he's not the least bit surprised.]

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[Albert eventually comes back carrying a bag, and he plops himself on the ground next to the pile of shirts, picking through them.]

You can go away now.

That's a rude thing to say. I said I was going to help you, didn't I?

[He places the shirt over his shoulder before reaching down to pick up another.]

[He repeats himself from earlier, stuffing a shirt in the bag he has.]

And we both know how helpful your favors are.

What's your problem all of a sudden? I know this isn't fun, but you know you can't just run around and do whatever you want.

[Hmm... This one looks like it'd fit a little better. He holds the shirt out to Albert.]

[Albert grabs the shirt that Caesar is holding out and puts it in the bag as well.]

Maybe you should have just not gotten out of bed this morning. Then we'd both be doing what we wanted.

[He's not even trying to answer Caesar's question; just throwing insults.]

...are you mad at me? Because I've "ruined" your fun?

[He's not really insulted, but jeez, talk about rude.]

[Albert grabs another shirt from the pile and stands up, lugging the bag with him as he goes to where the pants are kept in the store.]

You're boring! I'll be glad when I can get away from you and go play.

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