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[Wandering around the square of the City is a familiar looking little girl.

Confused and scared, she's holding onto her long blonde hair like a security blanket.]

...Mommy...?


Where am I...? Where's Mommy...?

I'm not 'sposta be outside...it's not safe out here...

[Little Rapunzel looks like she's about to cry, and she starts to wander away from the center of the City, before tripping over a rock and falling over onto the ground. This is clearly the final straw for the scared little girl, as she starts crying.]

I wanna go home...


[ooc: Age Reversal! Baby Rapunzel is...about 5 or 6, I think? And she's never been outside before, and her mother has already started warping her mind with horrible stories about the outside world, so she's a bit on edge.

Also, no Pascal, they haven't met yet at this point in her life!]

Voice/Action

Date: 2011-09-12 02:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Rapunzel?

[Dammit. She hates this curse.

In between blinks, Dulcie slide into Rapunzel's vision. ]


Hey. Hey. It's alright. It's okay, no one's going to hurt you. I'm here.

From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
Wha...? Who's there? Don't hurt me!

[She's scared, sorry. She's sheltered.]

Where's my mommy...?

Date: 2011-09-12 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Shhh! It's okay, Rapunzel. I'm here to help you. I'm Dulcie, I'm a friend. Oh, please don't cry. I'm bad with crying.

Date: 2011-09-12 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
How do you know my name? Are you gonna take my hair?

[This is what her mother has warned her about, after all...]

Date: 2011-09-12 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
No. No, I'm not. Got some of my own, see?

I know a lot of things. I'm here to help you.

Date: 2011-09-12 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
[She's not gonna take her hair...? Well...maybe this'll be okay...

Rapunzel is still sitting on the ground, but she looks a bit less upset and scared.]


...do you know where my mommy is?

Date: 2011-09-12 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
I don't. I'm sorry. But I promise you you will go home soon.

Date: 2011-09-12 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
...okay.

I'm gonna wait here for her, though.

Date: 2011-09-12 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Okay. That's fine. We'll wait here.

[She's crouched all the way to the ground now, so she shuffles forward a little on her knees.]

Are you cold?

Date: 2011-09-12 03:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
Nuh uh!

[She's got her hair wrapped around her like a blanket.]

Date: 2011-09-12 03:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Okay. I've got something like that.

[She unfurls her wings, plain white today, and wraps them around herself.]

Date: 2011-09-12 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
Not technically.

I'm an angel.

Date: 2011-09-12 03:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
Wow...really? That's cool!

Date: 2011-09-12 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
[Her wings ruffle and fan themselves out.]

Yep.

Date: 2011-09-13 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
That's pretty cool. I watch birds fly from my window all the time!

Date: 2011-09-13 10:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com
You ever flown anywhere before?

Date: 2011-09-14 12:34 am (UTC)

hope a slight actiony backtag is cool.

Date: 2011-09-12 01:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com
[He's been running all over the City with Rose fighting monsters, and he's a bit blue and sticky and exhausted and told her he was right behind her on the way home, but people crying always gets his attention, even when all parties involved are tiny. He wanders over very carefully.] You okay? Did you get hurt?
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
[Rapunzel sniffles, and wipes her eyes, giving the baby Doctor a curious look.]

'm not hurt...but I think I'm lost. I was at home with Mommy, and now I'm here, and I don't know where she is...

I'm nearly /always/ slow, so

Date: 2011-09-13 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com
[He's slung the watergun behind him so it's not a weapon and slowly gets a bit closer.] Who's your mum? If we can't find her was can always go find Donna. She's my... Well she's not my mum but she likes pretending. She's good at it.

So we can be slow together!

Date: 2011-09-13 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
My mum's name is Gothel...she's got big curly black hair...and she wears a red dress and she's got a pretty singing voice.

[She decides that he's a fellow child, and as the first person her own age she's ever met, she'll trust him.]

I'd like that...I'm Rapunzel, what's your name?

Re: So we can be slow together!

Date: 2011-09-13 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] am-i-being-rude.livejournal.com
I haven't heard of anyone named Gothel...

[At introductions you can practically see him puffing out his chest a little and grinning a bit.] I'm the Doctor! Rapunzel. You have a cool name, Rapunzzzzzellllll. [Dragging the syllables out.]

Wait, you want to go meet Donna?

Date: 2011-09-13 02:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tangledintower.livejournal.com
[She giggles a bit at his introduction.]

Hehe, you're funny. I like you.

Sure! I haven't met any other adults besides Mommy...you're the first person my age I've ever met, too!

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