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Sep 23, 2019 7:04 AM
some children wake in a strange place
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She gets annoyed at the first splash, then splashes back, and is quickly giggling.

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He flinches at the cold drops on his chest and face, but somehow the discomfort makes him giggle, too. 

 

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Methodical testing of how to make the best splashes!

Then, there's a noise in the distance - a prolonged rustling, and something very like a voice on the wind. Maybe even a 'hello?'

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Big wave. "Hi!"

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"Hi!" the girl calls, craning her neck and standing on her tiptoes to see.

"People!" someone responds, more clearly now, "I told you so!" The rustling heads towards them, and one kid then another emerges from the grass. They're both a bit smaller and rounder than the two in the stream, shaped most like the girl. One has light brown skin with cool undertones, very dark eyes, and long, straight black hair, while the other has darker, warmly brown skin with a smattering of barely visible freckles, light amber eyes, and very, very curly hair a shade of brown that's faintly red where the light catches it. "Hi!" says the curly-haired one, grinning broadly. "I knew there had to be other people somewhere! She thought you guys might be monsters."

"I did not!" complains the straight-haired girl. "I just said we shouldn't be shouting, what if there's something out there?"

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"Yeah!" The boy searches his memory for things that are alive, but not like him and the other children. "Like rhinos... and cats!" Cats can be big, right? "Looks like you were right about people looking different," he says to the girl. 

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"Yeah! It's really cool, I wonder why our skin and hair and eyes are all different and what's going on with that..." the red-haired girl says.

"I think vampire ghosts would be worse than even rhinos," says straight-haired girl seriously. "Or things with teeth, that hide in the grass and jump at you!"

Curly-haired girl looks a bit fondly exasperated. "Well, we found humans first, so."

The straight-haired girl bites her lip, mumbles, "But I gotta be ready so I can protect you..." Her skin warms up, red rushing to her cheeks.

The first girl lights up, says, "How is your face doing that?" and seems to be very valiantly holding herself back from poking the other girl's cheek.

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"It's weird, isn't it?" The boy points to his companion. "Your cheeks kinda look red like that all the time. And what's a vampire? Or a ghost?"

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"Huh. But why the change?" asks his companion.

The straight-haired girl, though, simply says, serious, "Vampires suck your blood out. Ghosts can go invisible and untouchable and can throw around distant stuff."

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"Why would they want our blood? Is there no food around?" His stomach grumbles. "Food I think would be good right now."

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"Blood is vampire food!" straight haired girl explains. "I dunno what's human food really, though?"

"When we were on that hill earlier, I saw some trees and bushes," says the curly haired girl. "They had colorful bits. I think fruit's colorful?"

The boy's companion nods. "Orange is both a fruit and a color," she says. "So that makes sense."

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"...I know fruit tastes and smells good? I don't think I've seen any, though."

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"I haven't seen any either! But things that taste good are probably more likely to be food?" says his companion.

The curly haired girl nods. "Yeah. C'mon, it was this way, if we want food now?"

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"I do, I do!"

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"Lead the way," says his friend.

The trees and bushes are a bit of a trek, but not too bad of one. They ring the top of a rather tall hill, and his friend gets sidetracked by looking out at all the things. There's a dark line on the horizon in the distance - "Mountains!" she identifies after a moment - and more trees off to one side that look vaguely ominous. The horizon curves both noticeably and differently depending on where they look.

The trees and bushes do indeed have fruit - berries in blue and red and purple on the bushes, fist-sized fruits in red and green and orange and yellow and pink on the trees, which might be apples. Most of the good apples aren't in grabbing distance, but the trees look invitingly climbable. 

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The boy tries clambering up the trunk and shaking off some of the good apples. He manages to dislodge a few, but in the process winds up with some splinters in rather sensitive areas. Pain is... not good. He's known discomfort since waking up, but nothing so sharp. Expected and unsuprising, yet unwelcome and new.

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"Are you okay?" his friend asks, worried.

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"I--I think so? " There's some tears welling in his eyes, so that's new, but he doesn't seem set to bawl.

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"Maybe we should figure something out so we're not getting scratches and splinters," she says, remembering all the times she scraped her knees trying to run amok.

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Maurice recovers pretty quickly once the splinters are out and he's scoffing down some fruit, his chin and bare chest stained by the juices. "Eating is good! And maybe some kinda... covering?"

He feels conflicted about this idea, but he's proud of it.

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"Yeah! That's what I was thinking," his companion says, methodically trying each color of fruit to see what tastes like what.

The girls quickly start discussing what things they've run across that could be used. Straight-haired girl thinks most of the grasses are too scratchy, while curly-haired girl remembers that the nook she woke up in had some softer grasses. They could attach the strands together somehow, maybe?

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Maurice keeps trying to contribute, but he's having trouble making it clear which girl he's addressing or referring to.

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The curly haired girl has this problem, too! (Straight haired girl solves this by numbering each of them. She's three, curly haired girl is four, red haired girl is one, boy is two. The newly dubbed one and four both complain about numbers being a silly way to distinguish between people.)

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"Well, things have words that mean the thing. Maybe girls could have those too?" He just realises that he's a boy in contrast. "And if there's more than one girl, there's probably more boys?"

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"Probably, yeah. Hm. I want a new word, I think." His companion starts trying a bunch of sounds. The curly-haired and (reluctantly) the straight-haired girl do, too.

"I'm Laashya," the curly haired girl announces after a bit. "I think Bina's good for you!" the newly dubbed Laashya says to her straight-haired friend. "You don't have to keep trying a bunch."

"Maybe," says possibly Bina. "It does sound nice..."

His companion takes longer, because there's so many variants of possible names, but she does eventually settle on 'Malen.'

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