mybloodisblack | Fifth Drop ❂ Action / Accidental Voice

[It's pure luck that Crona got dropped off in the village, but his luck ran out when it came to where he had been dropped off. Yep, he has the bad luck of being set down on a random roof. At first he tries his best not to panic, but after walking around on the roof for a few minutes, the tears were showing. He was really trying not to cry, because Ragnarok picks on him whenever he does...but for some reason, Ragnarok is being quiet. And it's very okay with Crona. He wouldn't be able to deal with his situation.]

He was lost, cold, and stuck on a roof! And eventually he can't stand it anymore, and will give a soft "Uhm.." to anyone that passes by, but speaking so softly, it's quite possible that he can't be heard. Then so many times of trying, he decides it's best to just talk to himself...mostly, but his journal has been on since he woke up.]

W-what am I supposed to do..? I c-can't get down...I wouldn't be able to deal with getting hurt...a-and it's a long way down.

Nobody can even hear me...and I'm really cold..

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[...Okay. He'll hold out his hand a little then. He doesn't really know what to do.]

[Cliff gently took it in his.]

Atta boy. Can you come a little closer now?

[He'll barely be holding Cliff's hand back, but he will take enough steps over.]

[He set his other hand on Crona's shoulder once the kid was closer.]

Now. I'm gonna need to carry you for a bit. Do you think you can hold on?

[He's not used to it, but he nods anyway.]

Alright.

[It was best to take everything one step at a time with this kid, Cliff realized. He was in many ways even more withdrawn than Maria was when he and Mirage pulled her out of that pod-- and more scared, if that was possible. Cliff easily stood back up, just a few scant inches shy of the edge, and gently lifted the kid up into his arms.]

Can you hold on tight? This is gonna be an interesting ride for you.

Okay.

[He'll hold on quite tightly, with a bit more strength than someone his size should have, and close his eyes.]

[The strength itself didn't surprise Cliff. Klausians were strong as it was, and one of the most fearsome fighters that he knew was a willowy woman. The strength combined with the child's size, however...

Thoughts for later. Cliff held onto the kid firmly, but not enough to stifle him, and grinned.]

Okay. Here we go!

Alley--oop!

[He leapt off of the side of the roof and landed in a low crouch.

How goes it, Crona?]

[Well, he's decently okay, all things considered...but that might be because he still has his eyes shut tight.]

There.

[He set the kid down on his feet and patted his shoulders.]

That wasn't so bad, was it?

No.

[He actually looks much less freaked out, now that he's on the ground.]

...Thank you.

No sweat!

[He offered his hand once more, this time for a different reason.]

Wanna go get something to eat? We can look for your parents after.

[He'll take that hand a little faster this time.]

I only have one. [And he really doesn't consider hr a real parent.] ...food sounds good.

You don't have any parents? [He frowned.] That ain't good.

We'll get ya something to eat and figure something out then.

[He carefully guided the child along the path toward town, holding his hand like any responsible adult would.]

...It's Cliff, if ya wanted to know.

[Crona will follow, and now that he can feel a little safer, he's looking around a bit.]

...My name's Crona.

Crona, huh? That's a pretty cool name!

[Considering that he has people named 'Fayt', 'Mirage' and 'Albel' among the people he travels with, its nothing that unusual.]

Alright, Crona. What kinda things do you like to eat?

It's...cool?

[That's new to him. He thought it was a plain name..]

A lot of things.

Yea. It is.

[Poor kid was so lost...Cliff squeezed his hand a little.]

Don't worry, little Crona. We'll get ya something warm then.

Soup? Sandwich? Mac n' Cheese?

...Soup sounds good.

[Because he knows what it is.]

Alright. Soup it is!

[It was fortunate; they were fairly close to the restaurant. Crona would have his soup in no time.]

Say. Do ya know anyone 'round here?

[Goodie. Warm food sounds nice.]

No...I only know my...mom. [Literally]

Your...mom?

[What kind of life was that?]

[He just nods. He's a bit glad she's not here.]

So wait, ya don't have any friends here?

No. [He has no friends...]

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