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 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.

[Caesar sighs. This is kind of exasperating. He takes the shirt from his shoulder and tosses it onto another clothing rack while he speaks.]

Fine. Go play by yourself, then. I'll take your clothes back to the house, okay? Have fun.

[Again, Albert doesn't respond, as he's digging through the clothing racks. He's looking at jeans and trousers that might fit; if they look short enough to fit him, he willing to toss them into the bag. He only speaks up after he's found a pair of pants.]

Good!

[He doesn't really want to leave his brother alone, but if he thinks he's so "boring," why should he bother? It wasn't like he really expected Albert to get in trouble, because he's not quite a child, but...

Maybe it kind of bothered him, the idea of letting his brother play alone.

Caesar walks over, holding a hand out, offering to take the bag.]

Where are you going to go?

[Albert stuffs the pants he had found in the bag, giving Caesar a stern look before ignoring his hand and continuing to look.]

Why? You're not your brother's keeper.

What, you can't even give a concerned big brother some peace of mind? [He frowns, though he isn't so surprised by Albert's reaction.] It would at least be nice to know where you've run off to in case something happens and you don't come back. I almost thought you'd been kidnapped this morning, you know.

[...n-not that he cares or anything!!]

I'm sure. [He doesn't believe that for a second, tugging down more pants to the floor in his quest for proper-fitting clothes.] You would have been annoyed when you saw me, then.

Just annoyed? That's it? [...okay, maybe this is embarrassing.] I wasn't annoyed earlier.

I know that. I'm not blind. [He stuffs another pair of pants in the bag.] So you weren't actually worried. So you don't have any reason to be worried now!

[Logic. Plain and simple. Yep.]

[...what kind of logic is this?!]

Who are you to tell me whether or not I have any reason to worry?

You never worried before, so why start now? [Albert stands up from the thankfully-smaller pile of pants he's left on the floor, rolling up the sleeves of the long shirt he's wearing in preparation to leave.]

How would you know? It's not like I tell you I'm worried every single time I am, you know. [...which was probably for the best. Caesar was sure his brother didn't worry about him half as much as he worried about Albert.] But worrying isn't fun, so you probably don't care.

You're right. I want to go play! [He makes a dismissive motion with his hand, leaving the bag behind as he heads towards the door.] I can finally go back and play now.

Don't have too much fun. [Caesar turns to watch as Albert heads for the door.] Try to remember to come back for dinner.

[Albert pauses at that, making a face as he looks back over at Caesar.]

How about lunch?

I don't know. Do you have time for lunch?

[Although he says it a bit sarcastically, he really does want to know. ...he doesn't expect the answer to be yes.]

I'm not going to have the energy to last until dinner. [It's something of a protest, which sounds odd coming from a little boy.] So I have to eat!

[Caesar snorts at that. Such a weird kid.]

Okay, fine. Try to remember to come back for lunch. If you don't, I'll assume you passed out somewhere.

That means you'll have to make lunch. [And now it sounds like he's telling Caesar what to do.] So remember that!

Telling me what to do now? It's not cute if you're so demanding.

[And gosh, being told what to do like this was extremely weird.]

I don't need to try to be cute with you. [The smile is slow to show on his face, but it's there.] You already said you were going to make fun of me no matter what I do.

That's because you have no idea how to talk to your big brother. Apparently. [If he was cuter, there would be no need to tease him! ...well, not very much, anyway.] It's only fair.

[Albert's laugh is nothing close to kind, despite that childish smile.]

Apparently I have a terrible big brother, so it doesn't matter.

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