4th Hat Flip [Voice/Action]

[immamartillo]

[Voice]

[ When he speaks to the journal, Firo's voice is hurried and aggravated. This mess is all his fault, and even he's not dense enough to avoid realizing that. ]

Hey, has anybody seen a kid around here? He's about 12 or 13; messy brown hair, kinda short. He wears this blue.... dres-, uh, coat thing. If you see him, tell him to stay right where he is and I'll come find him.

[ There's another grumble of frustration, and he lowers his voice. ]

And if anybody touches him I'll make you pay, ya hear me?

[ Given his worried state (and Firo's general lack of intimidation skill) it doesn't sound as threatening as he would have wanted it to. ]

[Action]

[ Firo has to admit that losing Seto once again pretty much takes the cake in failures he's had. This has to be the fourth or fifth time the kid has managed to slip out on Firo. Kind of sad for someone whose job used to rely on being observational.

He leaves Community Building 3 and runs toward the village, angrily berating himself under his breath. It's gotten into his head that something terrible could happen to Seto, and it'll be all his fault. Whether or not Seto gets hurt, Firo's not doing his job as brother too well. 

Perhaps he's run straight into you, as Firo tends to do. Or maybe you just want to know what's up with the weirdo running through town. ]

Comments

[moezama]

[Kazuma was crossing the bridge, heading towards the plaza when he hears someone's footstep. Someone running? By the time he realizes it's coming from behind him, Firo had already bumped right into him and knocks him down.]

-Ah! [thank god for the rails, or else he'd be in the water by now.]

[immamartillo]

[ Far too late, Firo skids to a halt. He glances down at Kazuma and offers a hand to help him up. ]

Oh- Hey, sorry about that. You alright?

[ You practically ran the kid over, what do you think, Firo? ]

[moezama]

Ah, yea...[After he stopped feeling dazed, he slowly takes Firo's hand and gets back up.]

I'm okay. [My back kinda stings, but it should be okay...] Where are you going in such a hurry?

[immamartillo]

[ Oh, right. He's doing something important now, isn't he? Firo lets go of Kazuma and glances around, as if he expects Seto to magically appear. ]

Have you seen Seto?

[moezama]

[...]

No. Did something happened? [You're worrying him a little here...]

[voice]

[cherishedmiracle]

[12 or 13... messy brown hair... short... blue whatever...]

...Eh? Do you mean Seto..?

[voice]

[immamartillo]

[ Firo stumbles to a stop to check the journal. ]

Y-yeah, that's him! You know where he is?

[voice]

[cherishedmiracle]

[...now she's starting to worry umm.]

Not really... I've been at home, so... Have you checked his apartment? [Which is incidentally next door but shhsh]

[voice]

[immamartillo]

He's not there. He snuck out. You didn't see him walkin' by or anything?

[ What use are neighbors who mind their own business? ]

[Voice]

[consultmybooks]

[...Firo, you're already not in Giles' good graces for your announcement over the kid's death. This? This isn't helping, and the former Watcher sounds pissed.]

What's happened to Seto?

[Voice]

[immamartillo]

[ Firo's pretty angry with himself too, but he finds it difficult not to respond without some hostility of his own. ]

He snuck out. You haven't seen him?

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

When did he sneak out?

[Also, unspoken but very much demanded - why did he sneak out?]

[Voice]

[immamartillo]

[ It takes a moment for the answer to come, because, underneath his panic and worry, Firo's kind of embarrassed by this. ]

About half an hour ago, I think. That's when he last said anything.

[action!]

[blazing_heart]

<sub>[Mao got all his things back and he was walking around the village to see what else is here.

That is, he was doing that up until Firo run into him.]</sub>

Whoa!

_{[Mao has been just knocked down.]} Ouch.

[action!]

[immamartillo]

Hey-

[ Firo manages to regain his balance and looks down at Mao, offering him a hand up. ]

Oh... sorry about that.

[action!]

[blazing_heart]

_{[He looks up, smiling sheepishly and takes Firo's hand.]}

I'm fine so don't worry about that....

[action!]

[immamartillo]

Good.

[ Firo helps pull Mao up. Then immediately on to the next order of business, since Firo has a one track mind. ]

Have you seen Seto anywhere?

[ Even though seeing as how Mao's new he might not even know who that is. ]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune is heading for CH3 with a full load of groceries. She's just wandering along and paying about as much attention as she always does...which means Firo is going to slam right into her.]

Oh!

[She stumbles back, trying not to spill Dhaos' groceries.]

[immamartillo]

Ah-!

[ Of course he crashes right into one of the nicest people in Luceti. Way to go, Firo. He barely manages to catch his balance and takes a step forward to try and catch the groceries in case any fall. ]

Grune! Sorry!

[lostinmyway]

[There's nothing particularly breakable in the bags, except for a carton of milk, but Dhaos would probably appreciate the lack of bruising on his apples. Thanks, Firo!

Grune manages to catch herself before she falls, but barely. There's a moment of disorientation, and then she says:] Oh, hello, Firo. Are you going somewhere?

[immamartillo]

[ For a brief moment, Firo's too distracted to answer the question. His brain has switched gears from fussing over Seto to fussing over Grune now. ]

I'm really sorry! Are your groceries okay?

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Brown hair, blue coat - gotchya. If I see 'im, I'll give ya a ring. ...Whatchya say 'is name was?

[immamartillo]

Oh, hey Mac! Thanks.

[ Firo sounds relieved. Out of all the people he's met in Luceti, Mac is one of the most reliable. ]

His name's Seto. There aren't that many kids around here who dress like him, so he should stand out.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Seto... 'kay. [A nod.] An' hey, no prob'm - don' thank me yet, anyway. M'guessin' he ain't answerin' his journal, right?

[immamartillo]

He left it here.

[ Firo continues acidly- sounded more like an annoyed parent than he intends to. ]

I guess he thought it'd get in his way while he was sneakin' out.

[ Gosh darn it, Seto, he trusted you! ]