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Alissa of Someday wrote:Suddenly, the emptiness of the plaza is disrupted--an unremarkable spot left of center suddenly becoming remarkable, with the addition of a human now standing there, having appeared, as though someone had flicked him on with a lightswitch.
The human in question seems to anyone watching--if indeed anyone is---about sixteen years old. He is of medium height with slightly disheveled dark brown hair that matches his eyes...Eyes which shift immediately from focusing on a piece of clay half-formed into a humanoid shape in his hands to the area around him, widening, as they adjust to the brightness of the new day.
He stumbles backwards in surprise, nearly tripping over bottom of his worn pair of jeans as he takes in the new surroundings. Clearly, he was no more expecting to appear then anyone else. Probably less, in fact, considering the history of this place.
When he finally finds his voice, his reaction is somewhat incoherent and superfluous--but that may be forgivable, of course, given his situation.
"Wh...Wha...what the hell?!"
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