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[Graded]Lost Child & More~; Invite only.
Topic Started: Jun 6 2011, 04:33 AM (1,262 Views)
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It was quiet early in the morning, as the sun was still rising over the horizon upon Magnolia City. Alphie Kruger, a young mage who has awoken because of the sun was very disturbed and mal-felt. She rose from her bed shocking, and checked the blue clock across from her. It read that it was seven fourty-six on the dot, with no seconds passed. For some reason Alphie had kept waking up early with the sun, be it daylight savings or not. She did her daily routine that consisted of her bath in herbal water, and brushing her teeth. This also included reading, folding laundry she had left out to dry, and picking an outfit for that day. I was clearly a really busy morning like any other morning. After much chore doing for two hours straight, she had decided to go out for a walk on Magnolia Cities Southgate Park - a lively park that has several houses and facilities surrounding it, with people all around. But, before she could stop by, she had to run some errands, since of course she was young and energetic, and she lived by herself.

It took about an hour and a half for her to finish her errands, this included grocery shopping, clothe shopping, paying the rent, and so on. Though, this may not have been every day, she still made enough time to do it even when her scheduel was full. It was probably already nine o'clock, because the sun was pretty high up in the sky. It was hot, really hot. Hot enough to make Alphie wear less clothing that usual, and show off her shoulders, wear a yellow skirt and ect. The wind was calm and short in blowing, because the trees didn't russle was much as before. It wasn't before long she had arrived at Southgate Park with herself, and only herself. The park was lively as usual, with mages, and non-mages of the sort. Mothers with their children, Fathers with their wives, and so on. There were also several barking and bickering dogs seen in the park, playing with a frisbee or a ball. It seemed that they enjoyed it. Alphie couldn't help but smile at the scene she was watching. But, what she really enjoyed the most was the area with the fountain. Tiled with red bricks, and the pattern was exquisitive and elegant. The founting spouting seemingly pure water.

She sat down to watch the fountain, like she would do at least once a week just to absorb it in. She grabbed a scrungie from her shirts pocket and tied her long, pink hair in an up-do bun. Several hairs lept out of the scrungies grip, because not everything can be held in place - especially Alphie's hair. Although it was managable and straight, it was still hard to keep it all in one single place. She dozed off for several minutes, until she was awoken by a loud scream and yelling. She woke up and saw it - a father, mother, and an older sister arguing about what seemed to be a lost boy. Alphie stood up, and stumbled, but managed to walk towards them anyway. "E-excuse me..." Alphie managed to said, drowsily. "What is it you people are arguing about so loudy?" The older sister and mother, both in unison said, pointing at each other. "She lost the baby boy!" Alphie couldn't help but stare at the two with a blank yet 'What is this' expression. "Okay, okay. One at a time. Explain to me what had happened." It wasn't before long that the family explained their current situation and why they've been arguing in detail. "I see.. so one of you lost a baby boy in this great park.." Alphie pondered. "Wait! Isn't that stupid?" The family looked down in dismay.

Alphie stood up, and so did the family. "I'll help you find them. You guys just wait here. It shouldn't take that long." She said, confidently. The family thanked her and they all sat down to bicker more near the fountain. Alphie looked around for any clues of the sort, maybe items that the child may have dropped or anything. Nothing. She raced around the park in search, and there was still nothing. She knew this would be a hard mission, and the possibilities of them paying her for this was slim. Oh well, it was out of the goodness of her heart, and God may shine down upon her with grace because of it. I mean, she's a mage, and mages do tend to help oridinary people. ~If I'm going to be in Fairy Tail, I'll need to start helping and doing practice missions, even if they aren't official.~ She thought to herself. And so begins the search for the lost boy, but this may turn out to be something much more deeper in meaning...
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malxlupus
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Ah the park. What a wonderful place. So peaceful and full of screaming people? All Mal could hear from where he’d fallen asleep on a park bench was the intense bickering from two females and a male. Why here, why now? Why couldn’t he just go back to sleep? Because of a baby. How hard is it to lose a baby? Apparently not that hard for three people to just be so caught up in themselves as to just misplace a baby boy. Mal sat up with a disgruntled look on his face brushing a leaf off his jacket. He was going to have to tell these people to either shut up and look for the baby or take their problem elsewhere. Just as he got around the bench and tree behind it to give theses noisy people a piece of his mind they were interrupted by a rather bubbly girl. He leaned against the tree, chuckling to himself as she chastised them for their idiocy.

He couldn’t believe she’d told them to stay put but decided not to interfere and simply follow her around as discreetly as possible. This was going to be interesting... or so Mal thought. He followed her as she raced around the park but the bubbly girl was clearly getting nowhere fast. Thought he wasn’t about to jump in, it was boring to watch her flit around the park like a novice detective. Besides the people had stopped arguing and there was no reason for him not to just go back to sleep on an empty bench. He chose the closest empty bench, still in view of the girl and began to nod off the second he stretched out on it.
Edited by malxlupus, Jun 6 2011, 07:21 PM.
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Today was one of the only days when Calista, influenced by the roaring sun, could be seen without a coat on. Instead she was dressed for summer. She was wearing an oversized white T-shirt that reached to her knees with a brown belt, turning it into a dress. Burnt red booties and a French style brown hat were her only accessories. It wasn't as wild a look as she would usually go for, but it still did the job of raising eyebrows when she walked by. Like every time, these looks were ignored as Calista was walking through Southgate Park with no real purpose. She never did have a purpose other than finding a place to sleep or food to eat. Sure, she wanted to get stronger to join a guild, but doing so took too much effort. She would put it off for another day, but by then she would come up with some excuse not to. At least she could admit that. It was progress in itself.

Running a hand through her pale hair, which hung unrestrained cross her shoulders, Calista watched the children running by and playing with smiles on their faces and those of their parents. Calista loved children. She did not show that affection like most people did. It was hidden beneath her aloof attitude and cold gaze. Most would never guess that at one point, the tall girl was once a mother to her younger brother. Let alone guess she liked children. She had no complaints to keeping people ignorant. Nonetheless, she believed children were the only pure things alive. The older you got, the more tainted you became. A dreary look on life, but one that she had.

Perhaps her history with children, combined with her modern beliefs were what made her raise a eyebrow when she heard of a baby boy being lost. She was wondering what sort of parents would lose a kid. How could they be wasting time instead of searching. It was criminal. Something could happen to the child while they were too busy with each other. Something like…

Like what happened to him… Calista though, looking at the sky with a sad expression. She shook herself. No, it wasn’t good to think of the past. It was over, and forever would it remain that way. She needed not to think of that past. All she could do now was prevent others from suffering from the same.

Calista was so lost in her thoughts. She was mentally scolding the parents, hoping the child was OK, Where a child could have gotten off too, and wondering who else would be looking for the child. So preoccupied she didn’t notice untill it was to late that the bench she was moving to sit down on while planning, was already occupied by someone. When she did notice she tried to pivot her foot but it didn’t work. Backfiring even more, she went down and would land directly on top of someone who for some reason, was nodding off on the bench.
Edited by Zlorecile, Jun 8 2011, 02:19 AM.
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Picture it - a young female looking for a lost child in a huge park, with absolutely no leads whatsoever. This young female was none other than Alphie, the helping person! Then again, she didn't really do a lot of 'helping' these days, at least not continuously. Alphie was no longer racing around the park, though. She was just walking, looking around, and thinking ~Where in the world would a boy so young travel off to?~ She put her hand on her forehead to block the sun off, using it as a visor. She could see a bit clearer now, but the wind took up a bit of speed and plucked her in the eye, making her wince a little. It was clearly uncalled for and unnecessary to do this, but it was the only thing she could be doing in this boring day. ~I came to the park to relax, but me myself and I just HAD to decide to help three irresponsible adults to find a child. Ridiculous~ She thought to herself angrily, continuing to walk around the park to look for any traces. That is when she noticed something, and opened her eyes wide. This something wasn't anything scary, nor was it terrible, the fact was that ... she had absolutely no idea how the boy looked like in any aspect at all.

Alphie quickly pivoted and turned on her left heel and ran back towards the family. It was a short run, considering that she hadn't gotten far from them, since she only started looking a few minutes ago. In minutes, she had reached the fountain and the benches, and the beautiful design on the floor once more. The sun was still blazing, and a bit of panting could be hinted from Alphie. She looked around and didn't see a trace of the family at all. She looked around more, and more, and then she saw them - carelessly enjoying their time at the grass near the circle. She walked towards them, her feet making sound with every single step. Once she reached the grass, the sound become much more scruffy and annoying - the sound that shoes and grass makes when friction combines them both. "Excuse me." Alphie said in a polite manner. "Before I continue searching, may ONE of you please describe anything the boy may have been wearing or something?" She asked. The sister looked up and began to speak. "Well, he has blonde hair like mine, and blue eyes. If I remember, he was wearing a white tank top.." Then, the mother came up and interrupted. "He wasn't wearing a tank top, dear." She contradicted. "He was wearing a blue t-shirt." Then, it started, the confusion. They began to bicker and bicker about the boys clothes for a few minutes and couldn't decide.

"Well, thank you anyway."
Alphie said, and took off to look again. It wasn't much of a confusement, actually. A white t-shirt is very common in Summer, but a white tank-top is also common. It's two things that are alike, except a t-shirt is thicker with the occasional short sleeves. But the main aspects was blonde hair, blue eyes. But she probably couldn't find him by herself, no no. She looked around to see if there was anyone she could talk to to help her out in her time of need - or, at least the adults time of need. That is when she saw it - a hilarious notation of someone who fell ontop of another. She covered her mouth to avoid any gigglesnorts, laughter, and hyena laughter. She began to blush and notice that one was male, and the one atop of him was female. The female was stunning, in a beautiful yet somewhat outrageous way. The male, she couldn't depict him in a way because she wasn't really paying as much attention to their physical looks and features, but at the hilarious postion they were in. She began to take a few steps forward to see what was the issue in this predicement. In seconds, she arrived near them. She waved and said, "Hey! You two.. Sorry to interrupt anything, but, when you're done there, care to help me out?" She said, the wind picking up more, and her dress blowing off. Parts of her hair landed on her face, and she too, fell backwards like an idiot.
Edited by Ana and the Rhombi, Jun 8 2011, 11:23 AM.
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Mal was drifting peacefully back to sleep. He’d since lost track of the bubbly girl but considering the bench was comfortable and the girl was going to come back around sooner or later he’d help her when she got back. He was breathing evenly and deeply, and before long he was fast asleep. The light that was streaming in beams through breaks in the tree above him seemed to avoid his eyes. It flitted and darted with the subtle breeze playing off his silver hair and glinting off the reflective aqua-floral stitching of his jacket. It only served to warm him up and further deepen his sleep. It was doubtful that he would wake up if the girl came back around. In his dreaming, Mal had mostly forgotten there was a missing baby in the first place.

Regardless of how much weight a person is, when said person decides to unexpectedly rouse you from a rather peaceful slumber by sitting on your chest it tends to get ones attention rather quickly. Mal’s eyes flew open as a little over a hundred pounds sat squarely on his lungs mid-breath forcing the air out.

Oohhf!” Mal grabbed the bench back and pulled, and grabbed the bench seat and pushed sitting up rather quickly dropping the weight off his chest and into his lap, which was a bit more bearable. He sucked in air to fill his shocked lungs and felt an instantaneous ache of bruised ribs. Putting a hand on his chest and a grimace on his face. Then he’d noticed exactly what or rather who had just sat on him and Mal’s mood changed rather quickly.

Are you ok?” He asked the beauty in his lap. Is she ok!? I’m sure she’s ok she had a soft landing onto my lungs. He mused in his own mind. He took his hand off his chest feeling a bit better after a few more deep breaths. Then he noticed the fact she was still in his lap and he just had to turn a few shades brighter. He was still reeling from the fact he’d just gotten sat on but you know what... it was all in the past and there was a very pretty girl in his present and, hopefully, future.

“Can I help you miss?” He spoke softly to her as she seemed to be lost in thought despite having sat down on another person. His inquisitive light blue eyes searched for a glance of hers rather intrigued as to why she sat down on him. At this point he’s completely put the baby boy out of his mind but the bubbly voice found his ears again. The girl was back and she was asking for help. Far be it from any stranger to just help look for another stranger’s child, but Mal was not that rude and the beauty on his lap might tag along.
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Calista let out a small yelp as she landed on top of the stranger. It didn’t hurt, but it surprised her and she could not help but make a small noise. The stranger then sat up causing her to move from their chest to their lap, eliciting another squeak of surprise from her pale lips. She grimaced, looking at the stranger and knowing that it was very likely they would be immensely upset with her for waking them up and sitting on them. She reluctantly turned to face the person, her pale silver eyes taking in who she now knew was a man. She should have figured, as she was lacking a certain something in the chest.

He had silver hair that was most distinguishable. Usually she never found one with a lighter shade of hair than her, but this man certainly had it. He was also taller than even her 5’11 height including heels. That was something to give him credit for. He was as tall as the models she used to work with. Heck, he was just as good looking as most of them too. Not that she would ever admit that to anyone. Instead she searched his eyes for impending anger, anger that if he took out on her could become quite troublesome to deal with. She noticed that she must have injured his ribs and felt a pang of guilt.

“Are you ok?” Asked the man, surprising her. She raised an eyebrow, wondering if he was mentally ok now.

I’m the one who sat on you. Ah, how troublesome… She thought as she glared at his chest, like it had somehow been its fault. She looked back up on his face and noticed it was red. Immediately assuming the worst as she always did, she guessed it was from anger. She furrowed her eyebrows anymore with concern. Just her luck! Cursed no good luck… She looked back up at the clouds with envy once more. If only she could float away and avoid this troublesome situation. No such luck…

“Can I help you miss?” He spoke again, making her realize she had been trailing off into deep thought once more. Guiltily she looked back to the man, meeting his light eyes with her own. The sun glinted across her face unknown to her. It caused her ‘birthmark’, which was otherwise unnoticeable to glitter in the light. It was an intricate and odd design that spiraled from the corner of her eyes in a glittery design of curves and twists for about two inches all around. It was only noticeable when the light hit it at certain angles, and it was something that made her more of a mystery in the modeling world. She said to laugh at the rumors that would go around as to why she had it.

“Yeah… I’m fine. Um… just… didn’t see ya there. Sorry about that…” She chuckled, rubbing the back of her head nervously, hoping to avoid trouble with this man.

Realizing she should at the very least give her name. It was something she usually never did but it might help her situation. “Ah, I’m Calista. Calista Kai…” she froze, realizing she had fallen back into the habit of giving the nickname her modeling agency had given her as a last name. She corrected herself. “Calista Kaiyoujiyuu”

"Hey! You two... Sorry to interrupt anything, but, when you're done there, care to help me out?" Her attention was turned to a new arrival. It was a girl who looked to be one or two years younger. Pinkish hair and a height that was shorter than her own tall stature-big surprise. She was probably average to most. She looked like the sweet, kind sort of girl.

Calista then noticed her situation. She was still on the man’s lap. She jumped off with a quick ‘sorry’ and stood to her full height. She smoother out her dress which was really just an extremely large t-shirt with a belt.

“Ah yeah... you’re looking for that little boy right? I’ll help. Did you have his age, interest, height, looks, outfit?” She interrogated, having seen this girl talk to the irresponsible parents. The thought of those parents made her mood sour.

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OOC: Read This Again. Edited


Alphie quickly shuffled from the ground and up back the floor, not really paying attention to the current situation anymore. The wind was a bit stronger this time, then before it was just a few minutes ago. She rose up from the floor and stumbled, her hair flooping, whooshing, and globbing everywhere like gel, except not really, because that's humanely impossible. She shuffled a bit again, now standing up. Her hair was catching up with the wind, and her outfit did the same. She witnessed the issue with the two people at the bench, and quickly identified them male and female, since she had forgetten what had happened after the fall she took. She looked around, her eyes open and alert, and somewhat confused in between. ~What was I doing?~ She asked herself, scratching the back of her head with her left hand. She stared around and then looked back at the two people at the bench. They were both distinguished in looks and clothes - especially the female with the silver hair, which had it darker than the male with the silver hair. What a redundancy. That's when it hit her, literally. A small branch flew out of no where and slammed right into Alphie's head on the side. She fell over, but quickly rose up again, remembering what she was doing. "Oh! That's right!" She said, smashing her fist onto her open palm.

Alphie shook her head and moved towards what seemed to be a couple have 'their time', but she was clearly mistaken after the awkward atmosphere creeped up on her. Then, Alphie began to think if they were siblings, because of the odd resemblence and tall stature in both of them. Then, she went back to lovers, heavens knows why, and maybe this was the right answer, but completely forgot about the whole idea afterward. It was clear to Alphie that the man was clearly a bit out of breath, but being gentle to the girl that was once ontop of his lap. It was clear to Alphie, since she enjoyed analyzing people that he was very tall just by looking at him. His silver hair was amazing also, and his eyes were beautiful - at least to Alphie. And the female, who was standing and apologizing to the man was amazingly stunning in every way. One may call her a model of sorts, with her amazing tall stature which was abnormal in females. She saw her long silvery hair wave in the wind, and follow it to and fro. She was completely stunned by such a beautiful, and perfect match - even though she finally figured out that they were stranger to each other. What a brain fart.

Alphie moved a bit closer towards the two, meaning no harm. At first, she didn't know what to say, because the atmosphere was still just a bit awkward. That, and she fell humiliatingly infront of both of them, but they had no excuse. Clearly, or at least the female didn't have excuse due to her doing the same thing so absent mindly. Alphie opened her mouth to speak, but then drew a breath and closed it again. She didn't know what to say this time, but she had said something before already, so what was the issue? That's when the tall female approached Alphie, interrogating her about the child. Could she have been hearing the argument about the child? Or maybe she was a stalker? She didn't know. She just paid close attention to the females question and answered back, like any normal human would. "Uhmm .. Well .." Alphie began, invisibly a sweat drop dropping down a side of her head, and rubbing her left cheek with her left hand. "I don't know about height, interest, or age, but I do know looks and outfit - well, sort off." She said, "The guardians said he was wearing a white tank-top, or maybe a white t-shirt, or both. The sister said he had blue eyes and blond hair, also." Alphie explained, hoping that the male would help also.
Edited by Ana and the Rhombi, Jun 8 2011, 08:23 PM.
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Her yelps were rather adorable and Mal could not help but grin on the inside and as she squeaked from falling into his lap it took all Mal’s will not to hug this adorable odd girl. The girls expression sobered Mal instantly as she wore an obvious grimace on her face but there was reluctance in her eyes as if trouble were the last thing she wanted but the first thing she expected of him. Mal shook his head wondering why everyone expected the worst of each other. Mistakes were made and could be forgiven especially for such a cute girl. There was no way Mal could ever get upset at someone like her. She raised an eyebrow at his query to her being ok. Well he knew that was going to happen but honestly it was a surprise for both of them and no harm done, no foul. Mal was confused as to why she started glaring at his chest but shrugged his shoulders and ignored it for the moment. These beauty-types are always trouble, I’m pretty sure that’s a law somewhere… that beautiful women are trouble. Mal mused in his own mind.

Then she looked back and Mal was stunned to silence for a moment. The rays of light that had fought to make it through the shifting gaps in leaves of the tree above caught the girl on his lap just around her eyes. Mal tilted head and blinked to make sure he wasn’t just seeing things. An intricate glittering design unfolded around her eyes twinkling brightly as if stars had gathered on her to make this girl all the more astoundingly beautiful, almost scary beautiful. As quickly as they appeared in the shifting light in the shadow of the tree, they were gone from his sight leaving Mal rather puzzled but his bewilderment was cut off abruptly when the girl spoke. She spoke softly following it with a nervous chuckle which made Mal realize she still thought she was in hot water with him. He chuckled with that personal revelation before speaking, keeping his eyes on hers -neither piercing nor judging- just earth-like calm.

It’s perfectly fine. A harmless mista-,” Mal cut his own kind words with a grimace bringing a hand to his chest. It was sore, nothing he couldn’t brush off and ignore, but feigning something a little more to possibly stay in this beauty’s company was something he was not above. Mal sucked air though his teeth once, than took a deep breath keeping his hand over his chest.

Maybe not so harmless.” Mal looked away as he spoke softly. Mal looked back to her putting on a brave smile.

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Kaiyoujiyuu, or would you rather I call you Calista?” Mal spoke no longer being quiet or timid. He had caught the pause between her names and couldn’t help but think he’d known that name from somewhere. He was once again interrupted mid thought by another female voice: the bubbly one. He twisted his head to look at her suddenly becoming acutely reaware of the weight in his lap being the rather beautiful girl who’d fallen on to him. She seemed to realize it at the same moment and hopped off with a quick apology before brushing her rather unique clothing off. Mal turned his attention back to the ditzy bubbly girl who’d managed to keel over twice before she’s made it to where the Mal and Calista were. It wasn’t even funny. Mal was beginning to look at this girl like the nexus of misfortune, at least just for herself, it seemed, for now.

Mal looked from Calista to the girl as the questions poured from Calista’s mouth with some urgency beyond that of a concerned citizen. Mal always questioned the motives of everything which seemed to give him a deeper understanding of life, either way, he wasn’t complaining about his current company. Mal realized that he’d been the object of scrutiny for a moment by this girl who was clearly trying to put a label on Calista and himself. The girl was apprehensive in approaching them at all and when she’d gotten close enough it took her a minute of mental preparation to speak. Once she was done divulging what she’d learned from the bickering family Mal realized there was a distinct lack of information that needed to be made up in footwork and good, old fashion sleuthing.

Mal swung his legs off the bench and stood not really surprised that he was taller than the two girls but Calista not by much. He looked from one to the other again and noticed that the bubbly girl was looking rather expectantly at him.

First of all… My name is Malcolm, but you ladies may call me Mal if you wish. Secondly,” Looking at the bubbly girl. “It would be nice to know your name, miss, before we set out. Lastly, we should probably start where the boy was last seen and fan out from there, if you know where that is?” He spoke without annoyance as if it were simply a reminder of proper etiquette, his eyes an ever-calm blue. Mal dusted off his jacket and the seat of his pants before taking a few strides in the direction of the fountain where he’d last seen the bickering family. He looked back at the two girls and smiled encouragingly.

You two coming?
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Calista watched the strawberry girl with mild interest as she got up, and as knocked down again. She decided that, as a branch appeared out of nowhere, that she was troublesome. She had never before seen someone knocked over by wind and this girls bad luck was a drag. Finally though, the odd girl seemed to regain herself and get a somewhat steady footing. She was cute but extremely odd. Calista couldn’t help but wonder if she was OK. She acted like it…well, perhaps not but she didn’t act completely abnormal.

"I don't know about height, interest, or age, but I do know looks and outfit - well, sort off." She said, "The guardians said he was wearing a white tank-top, or maybe a white t-shirt, or both. The sister said he had blue eyes and blond hair, also." Said the odd girl, bringing a frown to her face. Such horrid parent…. Didn’t even know what their child was wearing. Calista sighed, She was a little upset at the lack of information that had been found.

The male stood up and Calista reluctantly moved to follow, her heels clacking against the road. Her eyes looked him over again from behind and she felt a sudden pang of guilt still for hurting him. She bit her bottom lip with frustration and said the only thing she could think of to say in this situation. “What a drag…”

She couldn’t offer him enough money to get his chest looked at, she couldn’t fix him up herself, and heck, she didn’t even have enough money to offer him payment. “Sorry… really. I’d pay ya back if I could but I‘m a little broke ya see.” Calista realized that that was very true and that it would hinder her when it came to lunch and dinner. She shrugged. She had long been used to skipping meals, and not just because she lacked the money.

“Oh, and call me Calista.” She remembered his question. She hated being called Miss Kaiyoujiyuu or miss Kai.

She picked up her pace a bit and her mood grew darker as they approached the STILL bickering parents. She looked between the two of them and they both stopped their useless banter for a minute to look at her.

“Your child, what is his name?” She finally asked.

The couple blinked and the wife responded. “Kisho…”

Calista nodded. “When did you see him last?”

The father scratched the back of his head. “Over by the swings.”

“No, he was playing in the water after that.” The wife corrected her husband.

Calista balled up her fists as the man responded. “That was BEFORE the swings.”

“No. He was never at the swing!”

“Oh? Then who was that boy at the swings then huh? It was our son.”

“You don’t even know what he was wearing!” The wife exclaimed in exasperation

“Stop…” Calista mumbled, looking down.

The husband glared “I’m the one who takes care of him more than you!“

“Oh? That probably explains why he’s lost right now!”

“Stop.” Calista tried to interrupt again.

“I can t-”

She tuned them out as her fist started to shake. “Stop.”

“Oh? Then w-“

“STOP!” She shouted louder than she had spoken in a long time. A smack resonated through the area. Calista’s hand had found its way to the wife’s cheek. Her husband opened her mouth, but that was a mistake. Balling up her already shaking fist, Calista brought it back and into the man’s jaw with more force than she had used in years. Force that surprised even her.

The couple had finally shut up and were staring wide eyed at her. “You two are the worst.” Calista said. Her whole body was shaking as she looked down. “You call yourself parents? Not knowing where he was, or what he was wearing? You have NO excuse. No… You do have an excuse. You aren’t parents. Your only scum and that’s all you two are. You don’t have any idea what it means to be a parent. It isn’t neglecting your kid. You weren’t paying attention and now he’s gone! Do you even know what that could mean? NO! You both are selfish horrible people who are the lowest beings alive. I don’t even have words to describe how horrible of people you are. Losing him was bad enough. But, Instead of searching for your child you are sitting here bickering about nonsense.”

Calista looked up, her voice rising. “You don’t even love him enough to put aside your pride and find him. He could be hurt and injured right now! You could have spent the last day with him today… and if something happens to him it would be on your shoulders. Your fault and nobody else’s. You would live with that regret for the rest of your life as you should… ” Her voice went soft again at the end and she seemed to no longer even be talking to them.

“Every moment you spend arguing, is a moment your son is in danger. Whatever… I don’t expect monsters like you to even care.” She glared, turning around and walking away. She left the stunned parents in her wake before she raised her fist to them both again. No, she would help find the child by herself.

"Kisho!" Calista called out the child's name, hoping to be able to find him. She wouldn’t let the past be repeated again.
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Alphie continued to witness the awkward moment between Calista and Mal after Calista had unfortunately looked like it was a loss of information. The male stood up from the bench and introduced himself as 'Malcom' or 'Mal' for short, and soon asked for Alphie's name. Alphie hesitated at first, not sure if she should tell her real name to stangers, or some made up name that probably doesn't exist in the very fiber of the world. Aside from that, she wasn't sure of what she was doing anymore. The fall she had taken knocked her out a bit, even though she didn't look the least bit unconcious. Also, the fact that she was still intact with her inner self and her outer self was amazing, considering the fact that the fall was a lot harder that it looked. The wind was now gentle and a lot less forbodding, and this time not attempting to throw Alphie down like a Dead Oak Tree. Alphie took a single step back and stroke a pose. "I am the incredible," She began, "The artistic," she continued, with more fashionable and bubbly interest, "The Ah-May-Zeeng" she continued, emphasizing amazing in syllables the way she pronounced it, "Alphie .. Alphie .. Ah." She said, her face went blank. "I forgot my last name~" She said, as a visible yet invisible sweat drop could be envisioned falling on the left side of her head.

She then saw that both Calista and Malcom continued to move onwards without her. Her hair was blowing in the complete opposite direction from her right onto her face, because it was evidently clear that the wind hated her more than fire. That, and pollution. But still, it was evidently true that Alphie was the number one enemy of the wind, or, at least in her mind she was, due to the fact that it continued to annoy her into an almost paranoid rage. Reminds her of the time she once thought the wind had a conspiracy over her once she fell off a floating city, which she doesn't remember at all. Luckily, she was saved by someone who could use Flying Magic, or floating magic, or whatever magic it was that made her float back up to the floating city safe and sound. But, enough about flash backs, since it's not really that important. Alphie moved on, after some serious blank staring at nothingness, along with Calista and Malcom. She soon saw that Calista moved towards the couple again, and the sister was no longer visible - maybe looking for the lost child. That, and the parents were bickering more than ever. How lovely. She stopped and watched what Calista was about to do.

It was surprising. The parents were bickering about such stupid and worthless things. Bickering about who takes care of him more, where he was, it was so indecesive that it was funny to Alphie. Two parents, and a sister to boot, weren't looking for a lost child minutes ago. Now, only the sister isn't present along with the child, but she was older and probably went on to look for him like a responsible older sibling. But, unlike the parents, they were just arguing, and arguing about pointless crap. That's when she noticed that Calista's temper was rising slowly but surely, until she finally heard it - a smack through the park echoing like crazy, and Calista's voice rising like a Demon Lord's. Aside from this, she also witnessed Calista punching the husband in the jaw, punishing him for his stupidity just like the mother. The wise words that Calista touched Alphie greatly, and it was decided - Alphie would find that child, one way or another. "Ma'am, enough. Leave them alone." Alphie said, with a tone of seriousness that was totally unnatural and probably scary enough to blow away a tiger. "We're going to find that child... " She began, as she pointed confidently towards the parent, as if passing definite judgement, "And report these parents to the guards for Mal-practice!" These words echoed, and judgement was passed.
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