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[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere in the grand room of dressing, someone who looks quite familiar is rummaging through some boxes, looking for something...]

I thought I put 'em in here...

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[guardyoursmile.livejournal.com]

[curious face.]

Are you looking for something?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[Zeph nods a few times. In case one didn't get the point across.]

I put them in the box earlier but they're not there now. [He pouts.]

[guardyoursmile.livejournal.com]

[headtilt]

But what are "they"? If I know, I can help you look.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[Paaaause.] Oh!

My crayons! I put them away after I was done but they're not in the box anymore...

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

...someone must've stolen them.

[guardyoursmile.livejournal.com]

[THIS IS A TRAVESTY.]

S-stolen? Why would someone do that? That's mean!

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

I dunno...But it's not nice.

[guardyoursmile.livejournal.com]

Y-you're right...

[contemplates]

We'll just have to look everywhere. [peers into a box.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He pulls out another box and peeks into it, frowning deeply.] Whoever took them hid them very good.

[guardyoursmile.livejournal.com]

Mm...well, if I wanted to hide something, I don't think I'd hide it close to where I found it, so maybe we should look far away.

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

[Intense thinking expression for a moment, but it changes to an extremely happy face and he just walks up to him to say--]

Hi!

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He looks up and stops, noticing someone who looks very familiar...Then he grins widely and says back;]

Hi!

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

...who're you?

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

I'm Ran, what's your name?

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

...and what're you looking for?

[He tilts his head, looking over at the boxes curiously]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

My name's Zeph!

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

And I was looking for my crayons but they're not in the box anymore...

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

Oh...

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

That's... not good.

[Homeless crayons... it's a tragedy. :'(]

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

[There is a long pause before;]

U-uh, I have an idea!

[He fiddles with the sash around his waist for a moment, before producing his own box of crayons from inside the folds. He never leaves home without them!]

You can use mine for now. It's missing a few colours, but it should do.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[Zeph's face immediately brightens, grinning wide as he takes the crayons.]

Thank you! [Then he holds out his coloring book, with rainbows and stars and robotic unicorns.] Want to help me color?

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

Sure!

[Ran plops onto the ground, picks out a bright green crayon and promptly starts colouring]

What's your favourite colour??

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[That's an easy answer!] Blue!

[He picks the blue crayon and grins, coloring in the robot unicorn.] What's yours?

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

I really like green. [He holds up his green crayon. And in that box of crayons he has... he's got quite a few shades of green.]

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

Green then! [When he finishes with the blue, he opens the box and looks to pull out a green crayon...then frowns when there's more than one green.]

...What sort of green is your favorite?

[randelythe.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... I like all the greens... But I really like dark greens the best. Or lime green.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[Zeph pulls out a dark green and a lime green (checking the label to make sure it's not just 'bright' green of course) and holds them up to the blue he just used. After a moment, he holds up the lime green.]

I'm going to use this one!

[majesticremnant.livejournal.com]

What are you looking for?

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

My crayons!

[Suspicious look.] You seen them?

[majesticremnant.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't...

But I can help you look, if you want.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He eyes him a bit, but nods anyway.]

I had them in this box -- [Points.] -- so the thief must have hid them someplace else...

[majesticremnant.livejournal.com]

But don't thieves steal things? I don't think they hide them.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He frowns deeply...That is a good point.]

...He might be a stupid thief.

[majesticremnant.livejournal.com]

Oh... That makes sense!

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

But if they were a stupid thief, it'll be easier to find them!

[majesticremnant.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I hope you're right. Otherwise it might take a really really long time.

[replicavan.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] We'll have to look for clues!

trying to get back into the swing of things here |D

[fonmasterpink.livejournal.com]

[Well, one Fon Master is sort of wandering around, a little lost here. She happens upon this room eventually, and recognizes this guy!]

[She remembers you! So she'll be approaching with a friendly smile.]

What are you looking for?