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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/24/2016 6:59:50 PM
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He stopped his silent crying to process the voice.
"Ar-Ariana?" he said, sniffling afterwards.
English
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"Yes, it's...it's Arianna, Mr. Quincy...is something wrong?" [i]The little girl remained outside of the box, trying to remain as proper and kind as possible.[/i]
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He nodded, his younger (and i mean younger younger) side showing. "Y-y-yeah....i g-guess everything is k-kinda wrong r-right now..."
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"W-Well...Mom said it would get better. That people would fix it. It'll be fine, Mr. Quincy - I know it will." [i]Arianna was basically becoming a motivational speaker at this point.[/i]
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He sniffles. "Im j-just scared...a-and there's no need t-to call me Mr.Quincy...Q-Quincy works fine.." He seems to have gotten a little better, but still looked distressed.
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"Are you sure? Mom says it's nice to say Sir, Mr, Ma'am, Madam...she says it's just e...etiquette. I said that right, correct?" [i]While she was concerned about her grammar, she was easily more concerned about Quincy.[/i]
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He nods. "U-usually y-you only use th-those when talking t-to adults..i-im only f-fourteen..i think.." Although he was still worried to the moon and back about Vorim, he decided it would be better for him to calm down. Another noticeable thing. The box Q was rather small-ish, and so was Q. At the cafe he looked around 6ft 7in tall, here he was smaller than Arianna, at something close to 4ft 2inches tall. Of course he was curled up under a blanket so he looked even smaller, and strangely cuddle-able. He looked like he could use a hug...
