Case 2: Short Stuff

[unnaturalpause]

[The voice coming over the journal today is sounding rather young. He thinks he's figured out the journal, but isn't sure yet so he's sounding a little unsure here.]

So, this place, it's, [rather big] not home, and while I'd like to go home it's all fine if I can't. Not sure, though what's up with it, just, saying. And no idea how I got here. [Because he can do what he wants now without his parents. Yes that's important. And he may or may not be trying to sound brave.]

I would like to know though where someone can get food, because I'm, hungry and well, this room I'm in? I, don't know where the food is. And I can't make it myself.

[Priorities, he has them.]

And well thank you for the help. And well I hope this works.

[And so saying that, after a little while, he's heading out of the room to explore the castle. Hiding behind corners and plants as he sees or hears people come by.]

((OOC: Loss start and open over the journal or action.))

Comments

[unnaturalpause]

Oh, okay, that's, cool. [But he is now taking out a can of soda. Regular soda of course and he's looking the can over, tipping upside down and around.] What's this? [And totally showing the can to you Gwaine.]

[impetuous]

[He has not run into soda yet. This will be a learning experience for both of them.]

Not sure. Seen it before, but never tried it.

[He takes the can and tilts it upside down before noticing the soda can tab. He hooks a fingernail under it and lifts it sharply.]

Whoa!

[He holds it away from him when the soda begins fizzing and pouring out.]

[unnaturalpause]

[Oh boy this should be fun.

And he watches him take the can, and when the soda fizzes and pours out he jumps back, staring in something like shock and awe at it. Wow okay what was that?]

Woah, that's, was that, in that, but why'd it do that?

[impetuous]

I don't know.

[Oh, it's not pouring out anymore. He raises it to his mouth to taste it. After a moment's consideration, he nods.]

Sweet. Not bad.

[unnaturalpause]

[Oh that's cool, and he's tilting his head more at it before making grabby hands at it.]

Can I try?

[impetuous]

Here. Try not to spill.

[Yes, Gwaine, giving the child a caffeinated, sugary drink that turns sticky when spilled and not cleaned off skin is a great idea.]

[unnaturalpause]

Okay!

[Yes Gwaine it is. But at least Jimmy has pretty steady hands even as he nods his head a lot. He's ignoring the sticky mess for the moment to take a sip.]

Not bad, it really isn't.

[impetuous]

You said you were hungry, right? Let's see what there is here.

[He starts rifling through the fridge.]

[unnaturalpause]

Yeah I am!

[And with that grin he starts digging through the fridge too, just sort of surprised at the food in there.]

[impetuous]

Take what you like.

[ It's not like most of these things have names on the am anyway. And even if they were, finders keepers. All that jazz. ]

[unnaturalpause]

[Of course! And he's just going to gather up a few cans of soda and a couple of containers of leftovers that looked good (or at least interesting) and grin up at Gwaine.

You rock dude.]

Thank you!

[impetuous]

Think you can fend for yourself?

[unnaturalpause]

Yeah I think so! Thanks, really. [And there's a big grin there really.]