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Moonfiend

So Moth attempts to prove that he is a true hero! By slapping a scared little boy as hard as he can in the face. Yeesh.

Moonfiend

"Hi guys! I heard someone screaming from all the way upstairs. What's going on?"

@Tojin

Moth was still terrified to be alone, and he hurried to catch up to Maria as she bounced and crinkled down the stairs. There was a commotion ahead of them. His head shot up, eyes wide, as the small long-eared creature screeched and launched itself over the railing onto the girl's back. Time seemed to slow down. In the span of a second, several things went through Moth's head. First, he was an only child; he'd never really thought about what it would be like to have a little sister, but wondered if she would be anything like Maria. Cute and sweet and full of candy was a good start. Second, the small, golden-eyed Grit stirred something in him. The thing was about to hurt her. In the cold dark cavern of his lonely soul, a single spark flared in the black expanse and light flashed against the walls.

Moth pushed himself forward slightly, and let momentum carry him as he nearly tripped down the stairs. He barreled into the Grit on Maria's back. He clutched a bare shoulder with one hand, and the small creature pivoted to face him, eyes wild. With his own face showing no sign of emotion, Moth moved in one smooth arc and slapped it as hard as he could across its cheek.

A faint echo came from somewhere in the dark upstairs as a robot started making noise. Moth's hand slowly turned red and he came to the conclusion that he was in a lot of pain.

Moonfiend

@Mokley Okay wow, that was unexpected! So can anyone hear what's going on upstairs or are we entirely focused on the crazed child latched onto Maria's back?

Moonfiend

Okay, posted. I'm a little late to work but it's worth it. =P

Moonfiend

Maria gasped. "Someone's in trouble! C'mon guys, we need to help them!" And with that, Maria was off, out the door and down the stairs.

@Tojin

Moth turned white when he heard the screams. Most of the others ran out to the hallway along with Maria.

"Wh-what was that? And why is everyone running towards it? Uh, anyone?"

Timidly, Moth gulped down the last of his chocolate and inched out the door and to the edge of the stairs. At the bottom, they were crowding around a small person with long ears like a rabbit.

"Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no they're here. The Grit are here. The damn Grit are inside the damn wall and, and..."

Moth paused and shuddered and gathered his thoughts. He peeked out over the railing. He would've sworn he saw a flying apple. Moth hugged himself and slowly followed the others downstairs.

Moonfiend

I was waiting to get not sick. Now I'm doing typing things!

Moonfiend

I called in sick to work today because I'm sick. It's the first sick day I've taken in like a year, I think. So I slept a lot and had feverish dreams about work. Ugh.

Moonfiend

I'm having a busy weekend, I'll find time to make a post eventually!

Moonfiend

I think I'm waiting on someone else to take the lead here. Moth probably believes anyone who willingly runs towards screaming is insane, heh.

Moonfiend

She pulled out a small chocolate cream with a white filling and pressed it into Moth's hand with an earnest smile; it looked like she really did believe things would get better. "Here, eat this chocolate. You'll feel better."

@Tojin

Moth looked down at the chocolate in his hand. He smiled in spite of himself, and wished his outlook could be so simple and full of hope. In a matter of hours, his carefully constructed world had been torn apart by the Grit, and now he was lost in the dark and without direction. He just wanted to crawl into the corner and never get up. And yet.

“You seem to have a sweet for every occasion. I’m quite impressed.” Kat remarked dryly to the girl.

“And I like the way you think, too.”

@MsChimeric

This was the first time Moth had really been anywhere with people in...years. For an unfathomable stretch of time, it was just him, filling his little corner of the world all by himself. Well, it wasn't quite "going out with friends," so much as "running from living nightmares with a group of complete strangers," but it was something.

It was better. Moth bit the chocolate in half and his face lit up in the dusty gloom of the hospital ward. It wasn't caramel. He hated caramel.

He tried not to appear to ancy, but listening to them all worry about feelings and candy and cleaning up their mess was taking to long to him. There was a time for all of that and he did not think it was now. He decided that if he moved on then perhaps the others would follow him. He did think for a moment to realize he hadn't really introduced himself yet. "Hey, so I'm Flor by the way, and I'm going to go scout now." He said this just before darting through the door titled stairs.

@rechonq

Moth swallowed hard.

"Um. Should we...are we going now?"