a_gentle_boy | Thirty-First PSI

[voice, private to Rin Kagamine, Shiraasan, Tavros, and Nanashi]
I . . . I'm not sure what came over me. I guess it must have been the town playing tricks again, but I was feeling really strange last week. I'm really sorry. Especially to you, Tavros. We only just met and, um. You're not even a girl I don't think. I-I promise I don't actually like any of you, so please don't worry about that kind of thing.

I mean! Wait! I do like you, all of you, a lot! Just Not. Um. You know. Ah. Not like...... N-Not ............... I'm just going to apologize and hang up now.

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1. [It is early Saturday morning and Lucas is walking a dog down the street. This is standard fare for Lucas's weekends, but Lucas appears significantly more animated than usual as he talks aloud, seemingly to himself. But actually . . . It's pretty clear he seems to think he's holding a conversation with someone. The dog is, of course, welcome to tag as well.]

2. [It is early Monday morning on the way to school and there are a few birds sitting on top of Lucas's head and shoulders, tweeting merrily away. Once again, he appears engrossed in a conversation.]

3. [I'm just going to outright say it. If you are an animal or own an animal, Lucas wants to talk to you/it.]

4. [In the Mayfield Library, Lucas has a table all to himself and is frowning a little as he concentrates on the task before him. There are photographs and hand-drawn pictures of people scattered all across -- much more of the latter. There are at least 30 different drawings, each of probably unfamiliar people. A blond man with a scarf and a cigarette and a dark-haired young woman feature prominently among them. ....What Lucas appears to be doing is fitting these pictures into an elegant notebook of some sort.]

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[Arslan glances over, and shakes his head softly.]

No. Please sit if you like.

Thanks.

[Lucas . . . sits. And because it seems a little rude to ignore this person while he's so close by, he continues to talk.]

It's been a long time since it was this warm. I think spring is probably around the corner . . .

[Arslan doesn't seem to mind, glancing back]

Does it get warmer around here, then? I just know we suddenly got this snow stuff.

. . . You don't have winter where you're from?

[That's a little bizarre. Lucas, being from a world where there is only one landmass and a tiny one at that, can't really understand this although he's been told about it in school.]

That means . . . you're to the south, right?

I don't know actually... I just know it's always warmer where I live. I forget where Miss Susan said the location was for this place.

You get winter, I guess?

We've got spring, summer, winter, and fall, uh-huh. Spring is coming next, which is why it's getting warmer. The snow should be gone soon.

[Lucas looks up at the sky briefly and notices that there is a rather large shape that isn't usually there. But he doesn't say anything about it.]

The sun is getting stronger . . .

[Arslan nods] We get rain of course, but snow is different. A few people were rather amused at me not knowing what it was.

[More like one, Gilgamesh.]

[Said shape will now descend, waiting till Arslan holds an arm out to perch. A make-shift band has been settled onto the area Azrael is at to keep Arslan from being cut.]

I've never thought about it before, but it really is strange to think of snow falling from the sky if it's not -- . . .

[Lucas cuts himself off as the shadow descends. He blinks.]

Oh! I was wondering about that. . . . She's not Mayfield's, is she?

He, and no. This is Azrael, he's from back home.

[Hope you don't mind being stared at, as it is what the bird is doing. It's like he's trying to assess if you are a threat or not.]

((Erk, I even looked it up and it said 'she' in one of the sites...))

It's nice to meet you, Azrael.

[Lucas nods to the bird and glances up at its master.]</small. But I don't even know your name yet. And I haven't introduced myself, either. I'm Lucas.

((Really? I always saw he. Huhn... guess I'll poke back into my DVD again in a while to make sure))

Arslan. Nice to meet you, Lucas.

((I doubt you're wrong. It wasn't actually a well-organized site.))

It's nice to meet you, too, Arslan.

Ah . . . ? I'm sorry if you think I'm intruding. We only just met, you see.

((One day I will build a good Arslan site, yup yup... when I'm not lazy))

No, not at all. This place is very small, and there isn't a lot to do, so it's nice to talk to others. Besides, I don't usually get to talk to people freely.

[Lucas seems surprised for a half moment and smiles embarrassedly.]

A-Ah, that was . . . to Azrael, actually. Sorry. Um. Yes, it is nice to meet new people.

Oh. [Arslan looks over at Azrael, who just seems content to stay on his arm] I doubt he minds either. I bring him out so he can spread his wings fully. The houses are too small.

[Smiles at Lucas] Do you like animals?

I guess you could say I do. I spent about as much time with them as I did with my friends . . .

I see. Do you have many friends?

. . . Probably not as many as most people, no.

[Arslan smiles gently]

I don't have many friends, due to my position. But the ones I do have are great. Isn't that what matters more than numbers?

Well, I mean, I can't complain. You asked 'how many', but . . . There were only four other children in Tazmily . . .

Really? It was small?

Very.

Was it a nice place?

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