44th Devotion: Show and Tell

[favoritetraitor]

[Accidental Video/Action for anyone in the apartment]

A four year old Solomon sits on the floor humming and halfway singing a traditional child's song. Scattered around his tiny body are what look like documents of some sort. Some with flow charts, others with what look like images of xray-s and other medical scans surrounded by notes and text. Clutched in his hand however, is a crayon and the camera clearly shows a myriad of markers and other kids art supplies well within grasp.

He apparently has been hard at work.

The little red light of the network device catches his attention, and eyes widening, he gathers together a handful of papers, crawls over to the light and pushes his 'art' at the screen.]

Ooooooooo!!!!!! Pretty red!!! Look! I made pretty too!~



[ooc: Solomon has in effect decimated his months of research, making it highly illegible underneath the art work. But look at how proud he seems! So much for his 'breakthrough' on the City Dead. *shrugs*]

Comments

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... why?

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

He's not nice.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[This thought seems to upset him.]

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

Hush, hush. I'll keep you safe.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Sniffling, he walks forward and wraps his tiny arms around her legs. A comforting hug...]

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

I am the only one who can give you candy.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I... I want candy....

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

Of course you do.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

chocolat for Solomon?

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

I would, but it seems the overprotective lady refuses. I regret to inform you she is causing this... if not, I would give you the chocolate, and you would give me the reports.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Mishka says no? Am I in trouble?

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

Yes, you are in trouble. All thanks to her. She is the cause of this.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[His large green eyes well up with tears, upset to know he's in trouble.]

I.. I... je suis desole... no... no spanking.

[Tears start to roll down his face.]

I'll be good...

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

She will hurt you.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[He sniffles, getting more upset by the shadowy man's words.]

I... but... Mishka gives me hugs. An'... an'... sings to me...

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

She will hurt you if you do not obey.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I... I'm a good boy. Mishka says so...

[masterofpuppets.livejournal.com]

As long as you obey her wishes, you will be. Eventually, you should come with me, I would never compel you.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... go with you?

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

Go away.