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[gotyourwallet]

[The comm clicks on to the sound of being dropped. It clatters across the floor and is accompanied by the delicate sound of a screaming five year old girl. There's a thud, the patter of some frantic, heavier than usual footwork and a panicked whine. Oh, and then a slamming door.]

Onai? Mokao!?

[She sounds like she's trying not to cry. There's a little bit of silence while Vie stares at her new surroundings and tries very hard not to have a panic attack.]

Tashi si mar?

[Finally Vie realizes that she dropped something on her mad escape from her room and dashes back to pick it up. She's got no idea what it is, or that it's broadcasting to the entire boat, but she dropped it so it must be hers? There's a fumble and a thud and the audio cuts out. ]


(ooc: Vie is 5 years old and on deck 12. She's a little distressed after finding a stranger in her room and remembers nothing of her time on the boat. I will probably get lazy with the Kirovian and summarise it, but for now WE SHALL SEE.

TRANSLATION: Onai = Mother, Mokao = Father, Tashi si mar? = WHERE ARE YOOOU?! D8)

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[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

[Screw being afraid, Mikey's got an argument to win now.]

No way!

[Despite his poutiness, he is fighting back a grin. This is pretty fun.]

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[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[And here comes the combo. Vie takes a deep breath and boldly leans towards him.]

Buttface! Buttface! Buttface!!

[She points at Mikey and tries to flee, keeping to the wall as best she can. Vie bites her lip, trying not tongiggle. She'll already be in enough trouble as it is.]

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[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

[FFFFFFFFFF!

Mikey trails after her indignantly, dragging Pandaman behind him.]

Am not! You're a buttface!

[Commentlog] i wrote this an hour ago and forgot to post. fffff.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[When he starts to follow she quickens her pace, looking back over her shoulder with a small smile.]

Mar si Buttface!

[Aw hell. She gives up and giggles.]


_{(ooc: mar si = YOU ARE)}

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[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

Yeah well ...

You're a poopyhead!

[Yeah, that'll show her. Mikey's brothers would lecture him if they heard him speaking such dreadful language, but thankfully they don't seem to be in the immediate vicinity.

Oh ... right. His brothers.

Mikey stops suddenly and looks crestfallen.]

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[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie stops giggling and frowns at him, clearly confused by his changing the game. She folds her arms and tilts her head.]

...Ah?

[And then she notices the look on his face and is even more confused. Vie looks worried.]

S-si mar ontauc?

_{((trans: si mar ontauc = are you alright?))}

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[thepartydude.livejournal.com]

[It's not difficult to assume what she's saying.

Or well, Mikey's gonna do it anyway.]

Nuh-nuthin'.

[He rubs the back of his arm over his eyes.]

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[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[D: <-- this face forever.]

Mm?

[Vie shakes her head and takes a few steps towards him, then remembers that she's meant to be afraid of him and stops. She hugs her comm, looking at Mikey all worried.]