Guy Cecil ☼ [Gᴀɪʟᴀʀᴅɪᴀ•Gᴀʟᴀɴ•Gᴀʀᴅɪᴏs] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
relinquishing) wrote2014-01-25 11:12 am
relinquishing) wrote2014-01-25 11:12 am
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[Action] - 002 ☼ (FOURTH WALL)
[It's just his luck that an extremely long mission would end just as chaos was happening in the village. Great.
Guy can be found bumping through the streets, tired and beaten and in need of a haircut, attempting to get back to House One, though the crowds are making it difficult. He's inching his way past people and holding back unattractively loud screeches whenever he brushes shoulders with a girl.
Of course, he'll stop and help if you have any questions. Or if you barrel into him. Or if you're a carrot top. Really, the red hair just makes him curious.]
Guy can be found bumping through the streets, tired and beaten and in need of a haircut, attempting to get back to House One, though the crowds are making it difficult. He's inching his way past people and holding back unattractively loud screeches whenever he brushes shoulders with a girl.
Of course, he'll stop and help if you have any questions. Or if you barrel into him. Or if you're a carrot top. Really, the red hair just makes him curious.]
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Hey - Hey! Jeez - Get off me! [Really. He would be nicer. But he's had enough of being pushed up against.]
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That very familiar whine of annoyance gets him to stop dead in his tracks.
Practically smacking the person behind him in the face, the blonde whips around, scanning the crowd behind him. Only when he doesn't see that red duckbutt hair does he finally call out.]
Luke...!
:D!
Finally, though, there's a clearing. Luke busts out into it, scrabbles his hands through his hair with annoyed groan, and tries to find out where exactly he is. He knows where, but with all these people...]
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He might totally be going in the opposite direction right now, shoving his way upstream with more than a few disgruntled replies in return. He knows Luke well enough to guess the last place he'd be is in the middle of all these people. But when he finally breaks through the crowd, there's no sight of him.
Pity he's on the other side of the plaza.
He lets out a frustrated breath, backing up a few steps to scan the outskirts of the crowd and call out Luke's name once more.]
SOON!!!
[He thought he heard someone calling his name. A familiar someone at that.
Luke looks up from his frustrated hair abuse and tries to scan the crowd but he's...
He's...
He's too short.
Fuck height, man. Luke lets out a breath of his own, an annoyed frown on his face as he hops in place, trying to see above people. And he thinks - he thought he saw blond hair - ]
Guy?
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-- and then he sees that flicker of red hair.]
Luke--!! Luke, this way--!!
[A gloved hand is raised high before being immediately withdrawn as he bursts his way back through the crowd. There's definitely a commotion. Somewhere in there, a woman shrieks. Luke might even hear a really embarrassed and shaky apology as someone trips along, the people towards the edge of the clearing being shoved out a few steps in response. Please, please, let him be heading in the right direction, please let this not just be some sort of awful joke--]
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[Yeah, he definitely recognizes that voice. Luke takes a few steps forward, on his toes to try and see him all the while, before he ends up against the crowd. A small, rational part of his mind says that he should probably wait for Guy to get to him. In the crowd, they'll probably just lose each other again.
But screw logic - Luke pushes his way through the crowd, elbowing people's sides and giving a quick "sorry" when he's snapped at, before his attention is ahead of him again. He can barely see a thing, but maybe - ]
Guy! Guy!
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You'll probably recognize the laugh before you can come up for air, Luke]
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[Bumping through the streets you say? Well you're about to bump right on into someone you ought to know very well, Guy. Only one idiot smells like woman's perfume and dresses like a total diva. Dist pushes Guy off him with a sneer, a reflexive move - god he wises he had his chair, he could just fly over all these swine - and leers at the person he crashed into this time around.
Oh. It's one of them. Jade's gang. Eeeeh...]
Watch where you're going!
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[His normally polite apology cuts off immediately when he realizes that voice is far too familiar... as is the vibrant clothes and the lingering scent of flowers.
He takes a step back, brows raised in confusion. You.... were dead, and then you were here, and then you weren't..... right?]
Wait... Dist?
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[These crowds are pretty bad, huh? Especially bad for little girls that are already pretty teeny. While Presea's definitely not a daisy, and thus far managed to keep from being knocked over or bumped into too badly, she doesn't avoid being bopped around at least once. She's a small child, after all, so she's not exactly...quick to spot and avoid.
Which may be why Presea's managed to finally be bumped into with enough force that it knocks the poor little girl right off her feet and toppling right against Guy's chest, oops.]
Ah--! M-My...apologies...
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Oh, Guy~ ♥
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[Crowd or no crowd, a girl on his shoulders gets the blonde to panic. He flails with an unattractive screech, knocking Anise to the ground while he himself stumbles and falls in the opposite direction.
Several others go down with him.
He's squeaking out apologies when he turns to look at who the culprit was.]
S-s-sorry, I-- w-wait, Anise?