RL with Ange (Regression virus)

[second_star]

[ Despite the strange book tucked underneath his arm, the day had been relatively normal. It was a busier sort of day for the Lower quarter, the market running at full steam, and Yuri found it easier to just avoid the grown ups through ducking in one of the alleyways. He didn't feel like harassing the poor baker today, he was already full from the meal Hanks gave him.

And besides...this book intrigued him. It looked a little fancy, like it belonged to someone from the Upper quarter, but he had found it just lying around in the streets. There was a sword on the cover, and he couldn't read the title but, hey, a sword must have meant it would be cool right?

Though all he found inside of it was weird...people. It was probably magic of some kind, and Hanks always told him not to play with the blastia, but...man he couldn't just throw it away!

He sat against the alley wall, opening it again. Strangely enough, there was no one specific waiting. Instead he just saw a bunch of pictures, with words he couldn't read. He couldn't help but pout. Where did the talking heads go? ]

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[happymeal]

[ ... Scary.

All of this was just so scary to her. She doesn't even know what happened. She was just wandering around the mansion, nothing wrong, and.. then suddenly it was wrong. All she did was find some machine on which she could write stuff, and she found the name of this place in some notes that she found lying around too (belonging to her older self, but not like she realised it) so she decided to write it out with the machine, and.. then she suddenly wasn't in the mansion anymore. And she was nowhere she recognized.

This place was just so big, and all the people around seemed so scary, even people in full armor like in the stories.. And no matter how far she walked, she didn't see anything she recognized, nor anyone she recognized.

It was only after a little while that Ange just realised she was fully lost in a place she didn't even know and with no way to contact her older brother or sister. And that thought scares her so much, more than anything. In the end there's no solution to this, there's nothing she could do, so.. the little girl just stared crying, her fists pressed against her eyes as if she tries to wipe away the tears as they came.

She was just a lonely, lost and scared six year old. What else could she do? ]