Third Deduction [Open]

[modernholmes]

 [The setting was an empty corner of an amusement park at night.  In the distance you can hear the tinny sounds of carousel music and the screams of happy roller coaster riders.  But here there was only a grassy lot, empty in the darkness.

And sitting in a shallow depression in the center of the room?  A tiny boy with blood running down one side of his face, dressed in clothes far too big for him.  His breathing is short and panicky, but he says nothing and makes no move to stand.]

Comments

[gardeningaia]

[ Surprised. Although brattiness isn't the most unusual response a child can make in that situation, so she's more surprised that he sounds as calm as he does. Still-- ]

Iiiii really don't think you're going anywhere on your own like that! [ Bleeding from the head, child. ]

[modernholmes]

I'll be fine.

[gardeningaia]

You're not even on your feet yet. [ THIS IS A PREREQUISITE FOR BEING "FINE" ]

[modernholmes]

[He scowls and makes a move to get to his feet.]

[gardeningaia]

Oh--!

[ Ooh we've got a feisty one here. Aerith reaches out her hands in case he stumbles, but doesn't quite touch. ]

[modernholmes]

[He sways from the dizziness as he stands up.]

[gardeningaia]

...You really don't seem all right. We should find the medical station.