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Justin takes his hand gratefully, muttering a few more curses in German. He pushes some hair out of his eyes, just to have it fall back in the same spot.
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The boy lays on his back on the rock, comfortably, and stares up at the sky, seeming to think it's a beautiful day outside.
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Justin watches him, silently.
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The boy seems content. He doesn't seem like he's going to ask Justin for his name--instead, he seems like he's going to wait for him to get comfortable enough to ask.
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Justin chews his lip, trying to remember the English his mother taught him.
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The boy rolls over a bit, onto his side. He seems strangely comfortable around a complete stranger...
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Justin perks up. "I am Justin. What are you called?" He frowns a bit, aware that he's not quite right.
(Rhyming. And Chess-Chan is bugging meee.) |
((I seee.))
The boy flopped over onto his stomach, tilting his head at him. "I'm Seymour!" he greeted in a surprisingly loud, bright voice. |
(Save mee.)
Justin nods. "Hello." |
((I caaan't.))
"Hiiiii!" Seymour seemed quite cheery. "How did you get here?" |
(-whines- Go on facefail and save meee.)
"Plane crashed." He points towards the wreckage. |
((I dun see where you need saving.))
"Oh..." Seymour frowned. "That's sad." |
Justin nods in agreement.
(Did you see my status on my other account?) |
((Nuu.))
Seymour nodded, stretching himself out more. He looked content. |
(Go look.)
Justin watches him and floats in the water. |
((I wiiilll. I think imma sign off and nap for a little while...I'm falling asleep at the keyboard and I feel awful...))
"You the only survivor of the crash?" Seymour asked, contently. |
"Not sure...Haven't looked yet."
(Kay. I only have 6 min anyway. I'll be on tomorrow. I think. XD) |
((Kay. Imma go then.*is too tired to post at the moment* XD))
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(Kay. XD)
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"Well, go looook!" Seymour huffed. "I'll come with!"
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Justin nods. "All right." He heads back to shore slowly, trying not to fall.
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Seymour went with him, almost skipping. He seemed way too cheery.
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Justin wanders back the way he came, until he trips over a stick, that is. He just lays in the sand, laughing silently.
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Seymour helped him up, cheerily. His skin seemed a little cold... "You okay?"
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Justin nods. "Mm-hm." He wipes at his mouth, trying to get the sand out.
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