voice

[hatesthefood]

... this is... okay. Hello? I really hope someone can hear me because I'm not where I'm supposed to be. The Sisters'll kill me if they find out I'm not in my room!

[ooc: Kid Ken! All replies will be from soccershrimp. Enjoy!]

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even angels fall

[coffeenspeed.livejournal.com]

Anthony read where the little boy was and it sounded like any of the apartments in the City buildings. He wished he could find the boy, as it was no doubt scary for the little guy. He knew he had to find the boy and help. Even though those feelings weren't very strong. It was the right thing to do.

Before he can ask more questions, and perhaps find the right apartment he was there. In a blink of an eye, he's there in a room with soccer gear in the corner and a boy that looks slightly familiar.

He just poof, appears out of thin air.

He frowns and raises his hand to look at it. No, still looks the same. Something weird is definitely happening.

"Uhm... hi?"

even angels fall

[soccershrimp.livejournal.com]

Ken isn't expecting that, of course, so before Anthony is a panicked little boy trying to keep from looking like he's panicked. After taking a step back, he folds his arms over his chest and plants his feet.

"You better run away before the person that owns this place comes back and thinks you're here to steal his stuff... or something."

even angels fall

[coffeenspeed.livejournal.com]

The boy might have a point, especially with the curses going around. But first things first.

"I think we have some time," he tells the boy. "I'm Anthony. We spoke over the Network."

even angels fall

[soccershrimp.livejournal.com]

That makes him relax a little, but he still keeps his distance.

"The dude that thinks food tastes gross, right?"

even angels fall

[coffeenspeed.livejournal.com]

"That's not the exact word I used," Anthony tells him. Because he said the food is bland, not gross.

"What's your name?" He asks instead.

even angels fall

[soccershrimp.livejournal.com]

The boy waves his comment away with a flick of his hand as he pads back to sit on the couch, reaching for the dozing cat on the opposite arm.

"'m Ken, and bland food is gross food. Same thing."

even angels fall

[coffeenspeed.livejournal.com]

Anthony frowns. That's not right.

"Ken. Hidaka?"

even angels fall

[soccershrimp.livejournal.com]

And now, thanks to that, Ken's wary again.

"... how'd you know that?"

even angels fall

[coffeenspeed.livejournal.com]

Telling a kid that normally he was a police officer in a magical City didn't seem like the thing to do. Then again, he might've freaked Ken out a bit, and that was not a good thing.

"It one of my superpowers," he says and wonders if that's the way to go.