arcanarum | shot 005 || [accidental video/action to those nearby]

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*madoka amano,
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shot 005 || [accidental video/action to those nearby]

[Well, everyone paying attention to the feeds may notice that a familiar little redhead had accidentally managed to turn his on... though he's quite a bit smaller than what most people probably remember... and clearly thinks his communicator is possessed by something judging by the way he's glaring at it.

He puts it off to the side for a moment while he opens the window... and whup, out goes the communicator. But wait~ The static clears to focus on the window it fell out of to reveal a pair of pasty white G-legs sticking out, and then out pops the rest of G. He holds onto the sill for a moment to make sure he's got a good place to land... and then down he goes. Landing right on top of the communicator shutting it off.

Take that little glowing demon box.]

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Oh God, I told G to be careful. I just knew something like this would happen one day.

[He'd just been passing by, really, and happened to see this Bitty G jumping from the window. And clearly thinks he's G's kid.

whoops]

[And the little mini G takes a nearby stick and pokes at the magic demon box a few times. It seemed dead enough...

therefore this calls for an arms-in-the-air victory pose! The beast has been SLAIN!]

Ha-HA!

Edited 2011-11-14 23:00 (UTC)

Uh.

Kid? [God he hates kids. How does i children]

[The kid looks up, and oh hey, someone who's not speaking gibberish. He looks like a total loser though.]

Yeah? Whaddya want?

Where's your dad, kid? [jdshg he doesn't have time to deal with this HE IS A LORD HE HAS...LORDLY BUSINESS TO ATTEND TO DAMMIT.

By which i mean he's probably using the money shoved in his pocket to go buy as much candy as he can carry]

He got boring, so I left. Where am I now? This don't look like home...

[He looks around, he doesn't particularly CARE that he's in a foreign place where everyone is speaks languages he doesn't know... it's just more annoying than anything. He can't mooch food off that little skinny kid, Giotto, or those old ladies who never shut up...

but hey... maybe this guy...]

Uh-- no, this is-- [he pauses and looks around blankly] ...actually I'm not sure this place has a name. But it's not Italy or anything, I know that much.

[He doesn't like the way he's eying him]

Er-- what's your name, anyway?

Giuseppe.

[Intense staring commence]

I'm hungry.

...Huh. G really doesn't know sh-- a thing about naming kids does he...

[He eyes the boy]

So? Go make a sandwich. [But he'll probably give in because Lampo's a push over like that sometimes]

I dunno who 'G' is... my mamma named me... or my papa.

[He ponders on this for a moment.]

Maybe they both named me at the same time...

[Bored now. Still hungry]

Go make it where? I'm too little! You're supposed to be the grown up, stupid!

Does your papa look like you? ...Exactly like you? [He's so confused]

Hey! I'm not stupid! Ask me nicely and maybe I'll change my mind!

[he tilts his head and thinks...]

Everyone says I look like my ma.

[and huffing]

I did ask nice! You gonna feed me or not?! Bet I could get someone else to do it!

Keep your pants on, brat! Say 'please' and I'll do it!

[God, is this what Ugetsu has to deal with from him all the time. He's going to give that man a medal]

Tch!

[and he turns his head off the the side angrily, this guy was annoying.]

I'm not gunna beg for it! I'm a dog or nothin'!

[And he turns away, arms folded behind his head]

I'll just catch some fish or somethin'!

[Sitting in a tree outside the window and nomming an apple as she watches G stomp on the compact]

Yanno if'n ye didn't wannit ya could've sol' it. Summin' probly pay a pretty bit fer that. Leastwise til ya went 'n busted the thing.

[He looked up an tilted his head curiously. Just what the hell was she saying?! Everyone around this place just kept speaking all this weird gibberish... so there is clearly only one conclusion to this.]

YOU FRENCH?!

[Looking at bitty!G like he's an idiot]

Ain't French. I'm Brat. [Because right now only Mags calls her Kesley. And even then only sometimes]

[Brat.... brat... he's never heard of brat... only Italy and Frence and some other place across the ocean he didn't give a crap about enough to remember...

...that must be where brat is.]

What they make do in Brat?

[There. His fantastic English. Everyone calls him a brat anyway. So he must be doing something in Brat that he does a lot. If so, Brat is his kind of place.]

[Just blinks at him a couple of times. What are you even talking about bitty!G? She finally gets that he thinks she's from some place called Brat. She rolls her eyes]

No, what are you, barmy? 'm called Brat. Ain't heard a no place called Brat.

[He stares for a moment as he tries to sort of translate what she's saying]

...I call brat too...

[does that mean they're related?]

[Grins]

So it's almost like you're my lil' brother then.

[Draws up to her full (very short) height]

I'll show you what to do, so just listen to me. Got it, Brat?

[so they ARE related! He knew it.]

[G crossed his arms and narrows his eyes in a very serious business-like pose.]

Who makes you boss?

[Crosses her arms right back and does her best glare]

Cuz I'm older, an' it was my idea.

[She has no idea if she's older, she doesn't even know how old she is. But it might work, so she's trying.]

[Hmm this one was tricky.]

Prove it!

[Not that G really knew how old he was either, but hey! That just meant he could fib about it!]

[ First the younger Ange and now... this. Even if it was ten years ago for Madoka, who was now a rather pretty young woman with longer hair, this was the person she remembered best out of her prior adventure in Arcanarum.
Just... older. An adult man, even though he didn't always act it. But after having seen Ange and Francis as children, she couldn't be bothered to be too surprised anymore.

Immediately she ran over. Jumping out windows, what did this kid think...? Then again, he was a little boy. She knew what they could be like ]

Hey! G, isn't it? You'll need this thing later on!

[ Referring to the communicator. Good thing that Madoka was older now, her younger self would've killed him for doing this. ]

[G stepped on the device a few times before he looked up at the stranger speaking... that weird jibberish language everyone seemed so fond of. Must be French. He didn't seem to respond to the name though.]

Ho vinto! (*I won!)

[He pointed down at the demon box]

[ Huh? Was she mistaken? But... no, it couldn't be. Or did he have relatives who were so much like him?
And what was he speaking anyway? Well. Japanese didn't seem to do for communication, so she could try English? Try anyway.
Being adult or not, Japanese was kind of world language in her homeworld and her English wasn't exactly good ]

Useful is. Be careful with it.

[ She pointed at the device. And yes, she totally forgot to use a noun in the first sentences. In Japanese she didn't need to after all... ]

[G stares up at Madoka vacantly. It's that other language... that's not French. Well he knows that language... kinda. He knows words in it... he just doesn't know what they mean. So behold G's first word in the English language.]

No.

[ Madoka blinks. Uh. This... wasn't getting them anywhere. While she might be used to kids, those at least were willing to communicate with her ]

What 'no'?

[He tilted hid head looking rather confused... unfortunately he's got no idea what "no" even means....]

No?

[ Madoka sighs and switches back to Japanese ]

This is useless, isn't it?

[ She offers a smile. Smiles are a world-wide thing, right?]

[G just looks up her and giggles. French sounded funny!]

No!

[It's said in an encouraging tone... like he finds something funny]

[ Well, that almost made sense in context. Madoka chuckles a bit herself ]

I wonder if you're really G, though.

G...?

[He paused for a moment, then smiled. He knew what G was, it was how he spelled his name!]

G è per Giuseppe!

[ ... Giuseppe? Was this a word or... a name. A name was more likely. ]

Giuseppe...? Giuseppe desu ka? ?

[ She pointed to him. Sure, that could be rude, but not like they had a better way to communicate.]

sì Giuseppe!

[and he squats on the ground to start writing it in the dirt]

G... u... [He paused at the 'U'... it didn't look right there... so he stomps it out and tries an 'O'... but that didn't look right either. His face scrunches up in frustration and perplexion, and he just gives up and stomps out the 'O' too. Then points to the 'G' then to himself like writing his "name" was some big amazing accomplishment.]

Giuseppe!

[And that's how G got his name.]

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Because I refuse to believe he popped out of the womb named "G."

omg so cute

Dorkiest most common Italian name EVER >D

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