Temporary Loss Time! Meet bb!Wesley

[demonologist]

[Have a boy sitting quietly in the lobby, looking solemn and a little overwhelmed. He has his journal open on his lap. Mostly he's just watching people bustling by with the wide-eyed wonder of someone who's most assuredly lost and is momentarily uncertain as to how to proceed.

The journal is strange. It reminds him of some of the things father has locked away in his study. Maybe it can tell him what to do.]

Hello?

Comments

lobby filter forever;

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra is one of those bustling people. She's on her way to the shop as always except something definitely catches her eye. She stops a few feet away and stares. She hadn't hallucinated in months, but... could that seriously be him?

Elektra swallows. She might as well ask. Worst case scenario she lies and claims to be on a loss if this turns out to be thin air.]

Wesley? Is that you?

lobby filter forever;

[demonologist]

[His head jerks up, eyes darting in the direction of his name. He stares for a moment, trying to place her. Then recognition kicks in and he rushes to Elektra, wordlessly wrapping his arms tightly around her middle, face pressed against her stomach. It's not something Wesley would normally do, but she's the only recognizable thing in his whole world right now.]

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra is taken off guard. She can feel this so definitely not a hallucination. Wesley must be on a loss. Did he become that child from his room? That's the only explanation she can think of.

Elektra places her hands on his shoulders and glances down at him.]

It's nice to see you again too.

[demonologist]

[He releases her, self-conscious about how he's reacted in public. If his parents had seen him...But they're not here, Elektra is. He nods, stepping back to a respectful distance, clasping his hands behind his back.]

I'm glad that you made it out safely, Miss Elektra.

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra smiles slightly.] You shouldn't be surprised. It takes a lot more than that to get me down.

[She scans the lobby carefully. No Fred.] How long have you been out here?

[demonologist]

[Her words are reassuring. He doesn't want to see her hurt. She's the only friend he's had in ages.]

I'm not, really.

Approximately forty minutes. I think. I don't appear to have a watch.

[He holds up his left wrist, gazing at how bare it is, with no small amount of consternation.]

But--

[He bites his bottom lip for a moment, as if unsure if he is allowed to express his worry.]

I don't know what's going on. This isn't Cambridge, is it?

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra shakes her head.] It isn't. If I told this was a different dimension would you think I was telling you a story or would you accept that as the truth?

[Her expression suggests she'd find both perfectly acceptable.]

dictated okay?

[bonniewitch]

[Bonnie hears the young voice over the journals and picks hers up to reply.]

Hey there. You okay?

[written because he wants to practice] later on?

[demonologist]

Yes, thank you, I am now. A friend met me. This place is very confusing. My name is Wesley Wyndam Pryce. What is yours, if you don't mind me asking?

sounds good to me!

[bonniewitch]

Oh, good. Just stay with them, all right? [Wait, what? It must be a loss.]

Nice to meet you, Wesley. I'm Bonnie Bennett. You mightn't remember me but I met you here in this place.

[demonologist]

I am sorry but I do not remember you, Miss Bennett.

[bonniewitch]

Hey, no need to be sorry. It's fine. Really.

[demonologist]

Are we friends too?

[bonniewitch]

We are friends. That's the truth.

Action --> Some amount of time after

[fredless]

[Fred makes her way quickly to the lobby, taking the shortest route she knows through town. Her mind never stops working along the way. Clearly Elektra believes that Wesley won't know her, but other than that? She has no idea what she's about to find.

Entering the lobby Fred immediately catches sight of Elektra and closes the distance between them]

Action

[demonologist]

[Wesley doesn't recognise the person approaching and unconsciously shifts a little closer to and behind Elektra. It's another adult and she probably wishes to speak to Elektra, anyway, so he'll be quiet and as unobtrusive as possible.]

Action

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra turns to her with a quick smile. It'll be okay, Fred. She's got this.]

You made it. [Her gaze shifts to Wesley.] Wesley, this is my friend Winifred Burkle. You can just call her Fred if you want.

Action

[fredless]

[There's hesitation in Fred's footsteps. A hitch. Then two more quick steps in succession. Finally she closes the distance between herself, Elektra and -- Wesley.

And it is Wesley. Somewhere in the young, uncertain features is the man that she knows. There's a whisper of Patricia as well. Perhaps more than she's prepared for.

Just what has the castle gotten up to now?

Steeling herself, Fred brings herself lower to the ground. Introductions are best done on eye level]


...hello, Wesley.

Action

[demonologist]

[Wesley gazes solemnly back. He isn't really supposed to speak to strangers, but if Elektra thinks it's all right...he holds out his had politely to shake.]

How do you do, Miss Burkle.

Action

[likethetragedy]

[Ah. She should have known he wouldn't go for Fred. Elektra keeps a polite smile on her face while assessing the situation. She'll need to get Fred alone at some point to explain everything. For now keeping an eye on Wesley would have to be the priority and hoping these two get acquainted alright.]

Action

[oneechan]

[Ran is a huge sucker for little boys, so of course when she passed by and spotted the boy, she had to stop and make sure he didn't need any help.]

Hey there! Were you looking for someone?

Action

[demonologist]

My parents. But I don't think they are here. If I'm lost I am supposed to wait until a grown up finds me, or speak to a policeman.

Action

[oneechan]

[Ran squee'd a little inside. If only Conan-kun was this compliant!] It sounds like you have some great parents!

[Ran wasn't sure if she could pass as a full-on grown-up, but--] Would you like me to sit with you until a grown-up comes by?

Action

[demonologist]

[Would it be disrespectful and disloyal not to agree? He'll just move on to the next thing, instead.]

Yes, please. If it's not a bother.

Action

[oneechan]

No bother at all! [Ran turns and flattens her skirt to sit next to the boy, politely resting her hands in her lap. Turning to the boy, she smiles.] I'm Ran!