one.

[brightfuture]

[ Venturing right into the middle of the town square might have not been the brightest idea. With all those crowds, you really need to watch your ste--

Bump.

Wait, did somebody just punch you? If you gather enough courage to turn around and face your attacker, you will only find a short, distressed-looking Harvest Cleric who shoots you an apologetic glance. ]

Uh, sorry for that...

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[dragonsjaw]

That's all right, I should have been more careful as well. [ bumping into people all over the place in this world it seems like. he feels rather graceless. ]

You are unhurt?

[brightfuture]

[ Okay, now that the situation's been brought under control, he can relax... as if. ]

I'm f-fine, really. [ He touches his right arm with the other hand, as if to check; at least it shouldn't be more than a bruise or two. ] Just feeling a little... dizzy, I guess.

[dragonsjaw]

Dizzy? You are feeling unwell? [ a look of concern, he can't simply walk away if this young man is under distress. ]

Perhaps you should find a place to sit while you gather your bearings.

[brightfuture]

[ Unfortunately, he's the type to keep his distance. With some effort, the teenager shakes his head and even forces a sheepish smile to shrug off suspicion. ]

I can handle myself, it's... it's the crowds. I didn't expect this place to get so lively all of sudden.

...But I guess you're right. [ He has no business here. ] I, uh... I think we're blocking the way, too.

[diedforyoursins]

[he'd been navigating the crowds pretty well, sliding between people without a fuss and even enjoying the atmosphere, energetic and alive, even within a game.

so the bump from behind takes him by surprise a little. he regains his balance quickly enough without stumbling into anyone else, and turns to see who it was, more curiosity than irritation.

his gaze falling on hope, he automatically smiles and shakes his head, all ease and relaxation in contrast to the kid's distress.]

That's quite alright. Are you lost?

[brightfuture]

[ A quiet sigh of relief escapes his lips and he lifts his head upwards - but then, there's a moment of silence. Lost? Not quite, after all, it's difficult to lose your way when you don't know where you're headed to begin with. ]

...Maybe, just a bit. [ Might as well just ask. ] Um, I don't suppose you know a... way out?

[diedforyoursins]

Out of the city? You can go to different areas, but I haven't heard of any way to return to our homes.

[he doubts that's what the kid wanted to hear though, judging by his expression, and after a moment he reaches down to grab hope's hand, tugging his forward.]

Here, come this way for now.

[revealed]

[ looks like you bumped into a kid who's even shorter than you are. a yelp, followed by a quiet hiss-- ]

Don't touch m--

[ aaaand Ivan may or may not be pushing you away out of reflex. sorry about that, bro. ]

[brightfuture]

[ If there was no bruise before, there sure as hell will be plenty of them now. I guess it's time to brush up on his healing skills. ]

-- Ah!

[ He loses his balance and lands on the ground with a painful thud. Ow. OW. ]

[revealed]

[ whoops... ahaha don't worry, make-up fixes everything!!

and here, he'll just realize what he did-- oh shit. ]

Oh-- hey!

[ rushing over!! ] Are you alright? Did you bump your head?

[blessedrose]

[ somewhat lost in thought, the Edge Punisher you've bumped into looks more than a little accidentally intimidating when she turns to glance at Hope.

She'd prefer not to loom over small children, but sometimes it can't be helped. And the little mage she's looking at reminds her of someone... But whether that's good or bad she has yet to work out. ]

Apology accepted.

[brightfuture]

[ It really can't. Regardless of the reason, this is one of those looks that you don't forget so easily.

But at least he seems to be safe for now. Nodding, the boy leans down (somewhat unsurely) to collect the pouch from the ground. ]

I... I'll try to be more careful.

[blessedrose]

I'm glad to here that.

[ .... sigh no it would be hugely impolite to just leave. ] Where are you headed? I will escort you. [ because there are people here he should really not bump into. ]

[mercuryangel]

[And she does! It's... another Cleric, fancy that. Her staff is strapped to her back.]

It's all right. I'm fine, and I'm sure you're fine, too.

[brightfuture]

[ Obviously, putting embarrassment aside. ]

Y-yeah. Is it like that every day?

[mercuryangel]

Uh, is what like that every day?

[She can't really tell what you're talking about, and neither can I!]

[volcanic]

Hey, what was that for? [ Sure, there was an apology, but. At least Iceland won't really retaliate-- he's a Cleric too, so not the fighting type, obviously. ]

[brightfuture]

[ Thank goodness, the situation is enough awkward as it is, even if seeing a similar outfit calms him down a bit. ]

I wasn't really looking when I walked, and... [ An apologetic bow. ] I'm really sorry.

[volcanic]

[ He huffs, but seems to simmer down right quick at the apology. ]

It's fine. Just be more careful next time, I guess.

[pocketblade]

Ah!

[Tachi turns around to look up at the (taller, that's probably rare for him) guy who bumped into her, looking more concerned than mad.]

Hey, is something wrong?

[brightfuture]

[ It indeed is! He's not really used to being the one shifting his gaze down; traveling with adults does that to you. ]

No, not at all. [ he adds, hastily ] I... didn't hurt you, did I?

[pocketblade]

[Probably, though it's a common thing on her part. She shakes her head and dust off her dress. It wouldn't be good to worry him when he looks a bit out of it.]

I'm fine, just a bit disoriented... There's a lot of people.

[solveforn]

[What the - N jolts in surprise at the punch, whirling around. He doesn't look angry so much as bewildered. He'd never been randomly hit by a person before, after all.]

[brightfuture]

[ There always has to be a first time!

He lifts his hands defensively. ] I, uh... I really didn't mean to... okay?

[solveforn]

...What are you doing? I don't understand. Are you intending a fight?