hadriel_logs | Event Log: The Hope of a Child

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the The Hope of a Child event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 23rd-Feb 1st
Warnings: Youths

By now, the gods have probably done enough weird crap to you while you're asleep for you to be a little suspicious- but it's not like you can just not sleep, especially when there are a few supernatural forces making your eyes droopy and your body feel heavy.

And now, when you fall asleep, you'll wake up somewhere else and you'll likely have quite a different temperament- you'll be younger, maybe a little more naive and innocent, and you won't exactly remember all the wild stuff that's happened to your adult self. Maybe now you'll be a little more trusting and emotional, hm? The gods could definitely use a little boost in power, and what better way to do it than to harness the power of overemotional kiddos!

Or maybe you aren't affected at all and find yourself surrounded by youths. What are you going to do when your best friend doesn't know how to cook for themselves? Or your bitter rival is throwing a temper tantrum because they broke their favorite toy? Nobody asked for this kind of responsibility, but think about what would happen if nobody was around to take care of these babies...

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[Thankfully, Glacius' species aren't the sort to cry or give in to emotions as randomly as other children, even when very young--but if there ever was a time that he might start wailing, this would be it. This world could not be more different from the peaceful, familiar tundras of his homeworld; he has no idea where he is, or where his parents are for that matter. There's no sign of anything that could bring him comfort or peace of mind, and wandering about the city looking is only driving that fact home more in more in his more easily frightened mind.

As such, he nearly bolts when Ellie hones right in on his desperate need of aid; from the moment she spots this much more diminutive version of the ice alien, it should be obvious that he's not the towering pillar of strength she's become familiar with. But then she pulls her bag out to reveal all of the interesting things inside, and he stops momentarily. Thankfully the magic of the city translates her language for him, given that he only knows that of his own people at this age; he doesn't quite work up the gumption to respond with his own words, but he does eye the bag, his nostrils flaring a little as he smells the snacks inside.]

[This little dude... he looks kinda like Glacius, right? This early on, she hasn't figured out what's going on, and so she doesn't assume it is the big guy- but Ellie can't ignore the resemblance. Even if he's just way too small and kind of really adorable.]

Don't worry. I won't bite. You want me to sit something down for you? Whatcha want?

[The alien gives a startled little hop backwards when Ellie talks to him again, nearly tripping over his own slightly oversized feet. Then he realizes that she asked him a question, and he can actually understand her, and if she's stopping to talk to him then that means she probably isn't going to snap him up and try to hurt him, right??

... Unless she's just trying to lure him towards her so she can reach him more easily. That would be bad. But she seems genuine and the goodies in her bag are so, so interesting and he just really wants to believe that someone can help him right now, so he finally finds his voice, even if it is just a tiny, nervous peep:] F-ffriend? [The young alien is trying to ascertain that Ellie indeed won't hurt him-- though it's technically an answer to her question, too.]

[Her heart melts and it's completely fucking lame, but she smiles at him warmly.]

Yeah, bud. Friend. Here-

[She takes some of the food out of her bag, sits it down, and backs up a couple steps.]

[The little ice alien stills seems wary, watching every motion of Ellie's hand as it dips into her bag, rummages about, and comes out with some strange, unknown item to place on the ground. It smells good, whatever it is, and he can only surmise from her backing up that she is, indeed, offering it to him. His stubby, barely-developed mandibles twitch a little in both eagerness and trepidation, but it's the former that wins out as he takes one slow step towards the food, then another, until he's finally in range to pick it up and examine it.

Once he's determined that it is in fact edible, he almost absorbs it right away—but then he remembers his manners and looks at Ellie again.] I can have this..?

[She laughs, probably a little too loud, before reigning it in. Right. Kiddo. Skittish, small, hungry kiddo.]

Yeah, of course. It's all yours.

[That seems to be about all it takes; he's been wandering for so long that he's plenty hungry, and this strange pink thing hasn't yet tried to ensnare him, so he feels... reasonably assured about eating this here, and now. He doesn't have the expanded perspective to think about how differently other species might eat, either, so he doesn't balk at the process. He just lets the ice from his hands creep over the food and then liquefy until the nutrients are gradually absorbed into his body.

That feels better—he feels better about his chances now that he knows this person is here to help. Glacius' face brightens a bit as he peers up at Ellie again.] Good! Thank you!

[Woah-kay. Ellie isn't fast enough to stifle the little noise of surprise she makes, and instead attempts to play it off as a cough. Poorly.

Icy-nutrient sucking alarm aside however, Ellie is glad to see the little guy warming up to her. (Haha. Warm.)]

Hey, no worries. You want some more? Or some water? You're probably thirsty, huh.

Event Log: The Hope of a Child

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