Double Take

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After sneaking out and away from mommy, Ramier thought he might learn a bit more about this place he was in. It all looked big and solid and colorful, like a painting or a picture or something! Except, you could touch and feel things here! Ramier had only ever seen movie theaters in Coyle or Moss' minds, so he was very excited to get to sit down and actually watch a movie in one.

Well... How did you watch a movie anyways? Did you... Sit here? And... stare at the screen?

Taking a second to try this, Ramier was surprised at the results. He had thought that sitting there still would have been a boring thing, but here he was sitting here, and there was a whole other world up on screen! Wow! It was kind of like a moving picture with sounds and a really good story behind it.

He wondered if they did that intentionally?

So there Ramier sat, staring at the moving picture, completely engrossed in something he had no idea of a second before.

Then, he got curious and decided to look around to see who else had found out about the really cool moving picture and come to see it.

Sitting up in his seat, the small toddler brushed aside his curly black hair and looked around with his big, dark eyes. Everyone was all dark and stuff, but Ramier didn't mind.

He could see in the dark. And he could hear them all breathing. It was kind of cool, to be able to do stuff like that. Daddy's species must have been able to do that.

Seeing a girl sitting right behind him, Ramier scooted up on his seat a bit and decided to start a conversation. Why not? It wasn't like it was rude to do that while the picture was moving, right?

"Hello, friend. My name is Ramier!" the small child whispered, so he wouldn't talk over the picture behind him.

[~☼Toka Toka☼~]

today was one of the worst in Toka's high school career. She ended up missing lunch, a very bad thing for a barguest, she got felt up at least three times because of her dress's length and she forgot that she was allergic to cinnamon and packed cinnamon cookies for one of her snacks for the day. Now she was just annoyed and itchy all over, but she was glad her allergy was a minor one. "Frucking cinnamon allergy... and they were so good tooo,"she whined under her breath while she walked to the cinema it was her movie night and she wanted popcorn. "Mmmmm I smell popcorn..." she giggled and practically floated into the concession stand.

"Hay guys!" she giggled at the concession stand workers, who knew her eating habbits, and picked up a XXXL bucket of popcorn (with extra butter and salt mind you) and bounced into the movie. Halfway through a little boy scooted up in his seat and started talking to her her. He was adorable, provoking the motherly side of her personality.

"Hello, friend. My name is Ramier!" the little boy squeaked quietly, as if he were trying to be polite about talking in a movie theater. "Hello Ramier," she said softly, picking him up and setting him down next to her. "It's not polite to talk during while the movie's going." she said softly, her voice barely audible. "Where are your mommy and daddy? You can't tell me you're here all alone"

Word Count:257
Tags: Ramier the cutie
Notes: Gah, short post >.<
Outifit: Clickeh

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Ramier got picked up by the nice lady and sat down next to her. She had soft hands and he really liked her, so Ramier let her touch him. He really had to decide what to touch all the time, or else he'd go through everything like a ghost.

He had learned about ghosts just yesterday!

So now he was solid for the nice lady, and then she said how it wasn't nice to speak in the movies so he pursed his lips together so he wouldn't talk, and THEN she asked him where mommy and daddy were.

Oh... Well... They were....

Ramier took a handful of popcorn from the nice lady's bucket, then thought what Mommy had taught him and smiled politely at her.

"Please um... may I have popcorn?"

He thought he did pretty well, but he kept his hand clutched around the popcorn still until the lady said yes.

She was supposed to say yes right? That's how it worked. You asked real nice and then people said yes?

Going back to the parents thing, Ramier's mind snapped into an alien focus and he then proceeded to give her the nice, simplified answer. Just so she wouldn't ask about it anymore.

"Daddy left us after I was born and Mommy has work and school, so I get to stay home a lot."

Now getting really in need of that popcorn, Ramier started to bounce up and down on the seat excitedly.

"Popcorn?" he asked again, pleadingly.

For some reason the little guy was always hungry.

[~☼Toka Toka☼~]

Smiling at Ramier she realized that she just did something that completely contradicted the being quiet rule. Well, that was a question that should be asked shouldn't it?Shrugging it off the young barguest smiled at the young boy motherly like and giggled silently when he asked for some popcorn. She couldn't help it, as much as she loved food she wouldn't let a little kid go hungry if she could help it. "Help yourself." she said softly and listened to him talk about his parents, a feeling of dread and something else, frustration maybe, start to uncoil in her stomach as she felt herself nodding grimly before she had to let out a giggle as he started bouncing and asked for popcorn again. "Take as much as you like. You should be a barguest I swear" she saif softly and laughed silently. He was just like her when she was little. This little kid was adorable.

Smiling to herself she thought of her future as ambassador and mother rolled into one. She wasn't allowed to start now like most barguests were, since her father wanted her looking and acting like a normal human until she was out of high school before she got started on her own family. But she had found someone that she was attracted to and he was a barguest at that too! Just thinking about him made her toes curl and a smile start to bloom on her face. She didn't know how he felt about her so she wasn't about to start swooning over him. She was just a bit too stubborn for that.

Word Count: 276
Tags:Rammy :3
Notes:guh, short again >.<
Outfit: Clickeh

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Now shoving a huge handful of popcorn into his mouth, Ramier smiles as best as he could through the buttery, salty goodness and voices his thanks as best he could.

"Fank wooo!" is all that came out. Speaking with the mouth was hard, but everyone else did it so it seemed like the right hting to do. From what he understood from Mommy, Ramier was one of the few that actually liked talking with his head.

Him and daddy. Ramier's mind quickly drifted elsewhere. He didn't like daddy much...

After managing to swallow all that popcorn miraculously without chocking, Ramier felt a lot better. He could have eaten more, but then again he could always eat more. It was funny then, that he actually didn't need food to live.

All he needed was to exist. Like daddy. But daddy got hungry too. Daddy ate the wrong things... evil daddy!

Ramier would hurt daddy eventually... but he still loved him. He would always love him. He was daddy. Like Mommy was Mommy.

Thinking about that now, and realizing none of them were here for him, Ramier noticed something for perhaps the first time since he started sneaking off.

He was alone. Alone in this world without Mommy.

Then the thick rolls of tears dripped down his round cheeks, and he began to cry. He didn't scream or kick or cause a fit though. Ramier knew that would accomplish nothing, and especially when he should be quiet. He just sat there a second, feeling that new pain as the first time he'd ever felt it, and then he looked up at the nice lady and smiled sadly, in a way that was much too wise and intelligent for a tiddler to do.

"I'm Ramier, and I'm alone... right now. Are you alone? And if you are, can I sit with you?"

There was a deep-seated sorrow in the small child, but it was something he perhaps knew he'd be dealt with.

Dad was a monster that he needed to save, and Mom was a troubled soul in need of guidance. A child born between them from meaningless, passionless sensuality. He had a lot of work to do in this world... but first, he just needed someone to watch the movie with.

[~☼Toka Toka☼~]

Toka laughed lightly at how cute Ramier was and shook her head at how much he had taken. Smiling gently to herself she munched on a few pieces of popcorn herself while she watched him fall into something of a deeper sense of thinking. He wasn't a normal little kid, that much she knew by now. It was easy to tell he wasn't human, no human child was able to this cute and still be wiser than most full grown humans. But then he started crying, making her want to reach out a hand and brush away his tears. When he looked over at her she felt something break somewhere deep down inside of her, something that would've laughed at an adult looking at her like that, but this little kid... he was alone and he needed someone. He needed her for now.

"Even if I weren't alone I'd let you sit by me any time you wanted." she said gently, wiping a few tears off of his cheek before smiling gently at him. "Ramier, who's your mommy?" she asked softly, maybe she knew her and could tell her that her son needed a bit more attention, maybe a daycare could be an option for him? Nah, he needed someone to talk to him like they would an adult. He needed someone to understand him.

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Tags: Ramier
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Looking up now, as if roused from his thoughts, Ramier only smiled apologetically at the nice lady. She was very generous, letting him sit here and eat her popcorn and telling him about hos movies were supposed to be watched and not talked through... although they were doing a lot of talking weren't they? Still, the lady was nice. Ramier could see it in her. Something of a pure sensation emanated, and even though it was fringed with several spots of darkness - Ramier hadn't found out what the darkness in people was yet - she was still primarily light.

Hmmm. He wondered why people were dark like that sometimes?

"Thank you..." the little boy giggled.

When the lady asked him about his mom, he simply paused, wide-eyed and confused.

Mommy wasn't a normal mommy. Ramier knew this. He was... not supposed to even be a mommy, but then again he was doing all that he could with Ramier. Moss was a light soul too, but he ahd those edges.

They all had those edges; all the world.

After a moment of picking at his teeth - which were oddly sharp and catlike - Ramier only shrugged.

"Mommy calls himself Moss, and other people call him Moss too. I call him Mommy, and he's a big bear just like you are!"

Ramier giggled again. He could smell the bear on her. She smelled like a huge heap of warm, fuzzy muscle. Like all bears smelled, he imagined.

"Mommy isn't a normal Mommy" Ramier added, seeing as it might be useful to say.