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nicholas d. wolfwood ([personal profile] tinico) wrote in [community profile] nomans_land2023-07-13 10:55 am

a new arrival

i. december

    Nicholas was out for errands, a shopping bag slung over his shoulder with things that he'd been sent to buy, and he was almost back to the orphanage, smile already on his face to be returning to the shade. Then there was an odd shake of the ground, making him stumble, and when he looked up, everything was very different. Where buildings had been standing, now there was much damage, his familiarity the only reason he could recognize them anymore. Where people had been wandering around, laughing or yelling or just going about their business, there was... nobody. Only silence. And there was a strange smell in the air, like something wet had been spilled a while ago.

    Nicholas's smile faded, eyes going very wide, and he ran towards his home, only to find the worst of the damage to be around it. He was calling out names - Miss Malanie's, everyone's - but there was only silence. Soon, he could see that there were signs that someone had been holed up in the basement, and then upstairs also but those were more recent.

    And nobody was answering. Nobody.
ii.desert walking

    Everyone had left. So he had to go somewhere else. He had no idea where, but. He'd managed to find a wide brimmed hat, and had added to his shopping bag whatever supplies he had. And he was walking to the next town he had seen on the maps. Which he'd also taken. There would be someone somewhere, right?
iii. octovern

    Luckily for him, before walking in the desert could become too much for him, there had been another earthquake - and then he was among people again. After many, many hours mostly alone, other than some random encounters, he kind of needed a moment to lean in the shade and close his eyes in relief. He had not been to this city, but at least it was alive. He would take that.

    Then he squared his shoulders, and went exploring. Even if he knew nobody, he should be able to find people who needed help that he could earn a living with, right?
iv. wildcard

    ooc: have another idea? he'll pop up there! brackets and prose all good, will match.
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-06 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles at the boy's retreating back, glad to see his smile, his eagerness. He was always a kind person, Nico was.

"Yeah, no worries."

Beans, something-- oh, that's rice. That's useful.
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-06 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh-- in the kitchen, then, in the drawers...if they put 'em in the same place."

He thinks so, anyway. It's-- Livio is trying not to think too much about the minute differences there might be. Even now.

"C'mon, Nico."
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[personal profile] rejuvenation 2023-08-06 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Tessla isn't sure if it's a good idea, but her only other option is to run around with wet underwear or bareassed, and when in a dress on a desert planet that's just asking for sand in private places.

"Um... y-yes please." She says, carefully looking at him. She's not sure what to think, this human boy is helping her and being nice and it feels so much like a trap that it's making her tremble. It isn't how things should be.

Can humans really be kind?
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[personal profile] rejuvenation 2023-08-06 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
She watches the boy as he digs through the bag, part of her still expecting him to pull a weapon or something to make her go to sleep. He takes out actual underwear, though, and showing her that there's nothing in his hands or in the fabric.

When he turns around, the little girl waits a moment and then slowly gets up, brushing sand away as much as she can and moving over to take the boxers. She shakes those out as well, and tries to figure out how to put them on. Removing her own underwear, Tessla ends up putting the boxers on backwards, and the hole is perfect to thread her hip wings through, even if it's low enough that she has to bend them at the elbow.

She quickly pulls her dress down again and covers herself with all her wings.

"Um... t-thank you."
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[personal profile] rejuvenation 2023-08-07 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
He's still being very nice and keeping his distance, and Tessla feels a lot better with new underpants on. (She makes a hole in the sand and buries her previous pair there. Nobody needs to carry them around.)

"Um..." Tessla looks at the map nervously. "Okay...? I-I guess I can try." It's a good idea, even if it's still weird that he's helping her. Thankfully she does know where the house is on a map, or it would all be fruitless.

Wiping her teary eyes again, the little girl points all the marked sand oceans and cities. "Where are we?"
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-07 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I know. I did that with you guys-- and after, too. Nothing wrong with it," he says softly.

There's a lot wrong-- not the action of it, but having to, being that desperate.
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-11 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
Look at him all-- affectionate. It warms his heart so much, he feels like he might burst.

"Mmmm, we'll see."
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[personal profile] rejuvenation 2023-08-11 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Taking care of kids is a very nice thing to do! Especially if that extends to panicked little angel girls in the sand.

"Um... okay." Carefully, she points two of her many fingers in the direction of her home, trembling but trying her best to not cry.

"It's far..."
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-12 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Livio, bags settled and properly weighed and whatnot (as if he won't just make sure he's carrying everything), was sort of wondering what else he'd forgotten, but he brightens when he spots Nicholas again.

"Alright. Let's boogie, as they say."

He hauls the heaviest bag over his shoulder.
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[personal profile] rejuvenation 2023-08-13 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
She doesn't take his hand when he offers it, instead flinching away from it. It appears touching isn't on the menu quite yet, but she does give the tiniest hint of a smile. "...you're really going to help me?"

This is all so different from what she imagined, and Tessla isn't sure what to think at all.
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-13 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Boogie down," he replies, completely deadpanned. Then, "That heavy enough for ya?"
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[personal profile] graveresemblance 2023-08-14 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
He suddenly flops over, arms shaking like it's just too much--

"I ain't as strong as you, clearly!"

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