008 ✞ [VIDEO]

[unetrustworthy]

[It took nearly three tries after stumbling out of bed for Midii to remember the proper button-pushing procedures, and clearly even longer to realize (and subsequently not care) that her hair was still a mess. A mess she was now publicly broadcasting, completely with a stiffened yawn and weary rub at her eyes.]

[Still clinging to the 24+ hours sleep she had unexpectedly succumbed to, her voice was groggy. Her mind, unfocused. Her words, uncensored.]

I fell asleep in the park. I think. But then I woke up here. I...don't remember anything else since then.

[There had been...a little girl crying. She remembered that much. What happened to that little girl? The paranoia began to sink in, and despite herself, she visibly frowned. Suddenly nervous.]

Is this another one of those magic things that keep happening around here?




((ooc: Midii was one of the people attacked by Bakura's summons. Her memories are a bit groggy at the moment, but as time passes, she might remember more and more of the incident.))

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[originalflameon]

[Which implies she had scars or bruises before, or both. But she's a little girl, so the first thing one assumes in this kind of situation is that she hurt herself playing.]

Then I am sorry, I'm afraid I have run out of ways to try help you until you recall what happened. But if you are not hurt we should assume nothing bad happened to you.

Do you know how you got back home?

[unetrustworthy]

[...an assumption she has no qualms with letting people assume, but wouldn't openly lie about if asked.]

I do.

A boy I know. Damian. He found me and brought me home.

[originalflameon]

That's a good thing. Did he take good care of you?

[unetrustworthy]

I think so.

I woke up in my own bed. And he came by shortly after to bring me tea and food.

[originalflameon]

Extremely thoughtful for a boy his age, you'll do well to keep someone who takes care of you close. Actually, try to have people around while you figure out what happened. [The mystery of what really happened during those missing memories still bothers him. He can hardly pressure the girl into remembering, though, so he guesses it will have to wait.]

You're really young if you do not mind me saying. Do you live on your own?

[unetrustworthy]

['You'll do well to keep someone who takes care of you close.']

[She wished she could. More than he knows.]

No. I don't mind you saying.

And I do. Mostly. I stay in my quarters by myself, but there are some people around the city who help me when I need it. Grown-ups, even.

[This was actually huge for her; in the past, she rarely trusted adults.]

[originalflameon]

[Helping when she needs it isn't the same as taking care of her, exactly. And he's always let young people do whatever they want- look at teenager Toro fighting by his side during WWII- but their safety always goes first.]

Are you going to stay alone after what happened to you?

[unetrustworthy]

[She opened her mouth to answer, when the realization dawned on her. Because, yes, that's exactly what she had been planning. Or, rather, not so much planned as subconsciously was continuing to do]

I didn't fall asleep at home. I fell asleep in the park. Out in public.

I'm safer here.

[originalflameon]

[She has a point. And that alone should be enough to make him feel better (how many kids would talk about it in those terms?), but it isn't.]

Would you mind if I asked you to contact me tomorrow morning, just in case?

[unetrustworthy]

[It wasn't a particularly strange request, but for curiosity's sake...]

Why?

[originalflameon]

To make sure you're indeed alright by then. We still don't really know what happened to you, so I'd be worrying anyway.

[unetrustworthy]

[The Good Samaritan excuse. With the added bonus of not immediately highlighting her age.]

[She could accept that.]

Alright. I can do that.

I'll make a note to contact you first thing tomorrow morning, when I wake up. Is that good enough?

[originalflameon]

I'd be pleased with just that much, yes.

[unetrustworthy]

Then I'll talk to you tomorrow.

[With a smile and courteous nod, she quietly ends the feed on her end.]