You Take The Highroad, and I'll Take the Lowroad

[ceasetoexist]

[A few options for you today with what Pokey’s up to, Mayfield.]

Option One: Pissing Around in his Yard
[You’ll find Pokey out on his yard at 502 Ricardo Street measuring parts of the lawn. He seems to mainly be focusing on measuring it in squares, occasionally putting tape down in the same squares he’s measured. God knows exactly what the kid thinks he’s doing at the moment.]

Option Two: Check Out His New Knife
[Having saved up enough allowance from his “parents”, Pokey has managed to buy one of those little boy scout pocketknives. He had wanted to get something bigger for self-defense, but hey, he guesses this’ll do. You can find him either ideally playing with it as he walks down the street, occasionally tossing it and catching it and all the crap little boys are want to think is “cool” about having a knife. Optionally, you can find him at the park trying to whittle a piece of wood he found.]

Option Three: On The Phone
[You can hear what sounds like the kid messing around with metallic parts as he talks into the speaker.]

So, I’ve been here for like, two months, and I’m as bored as ever. I’m curious, if you people could bring back one thing, or person, or even small place from home, what’d you bring back here?

[A small pause.]

Me? I’d bring back my little brother.

[Harpuia, since you live with the kid, feel free to notice that there’s a bunch of metallic shit on the table, and he seems to be attempting to assemble it into something.]

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He rolls out the space he wants her to put tape on, points to it....and pauses. A name. Oh crap. Ummm....ummmm....]

It's called "Don't Let Them In". See, after we finish this, I'm eventually going to put something here, like a trap, to keep the...uh..bad guys from getting at my house.

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

Oh! I get it! That sounds really fun.

[Cheerfully applies tape, thinking of ways to contribute.]

You should make secret hiding places too. To keep important stuff in case you get raided.

[Tad's told her aaalll about how things were done in the speakeasies.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just looks at Mindy for a minute, then smiles a bit. Heh. He didn't expect that one.]

Oh, I've already gotten to work on that, too. Got a whole big map of the town I made, along with the hiding spots I've found.

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

Right. But you've gotta have a hiding spot that they can find too. And that's where you put stuff you don't really need.

[She's had an interesting childhood..]

Then they'll stop looking.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[a little bit of laughter at that, but he's smiling. He's pretty clearly pleased, Mindy. He'll have to remember that.]

You know, for a little kid, you're pretty smart.

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

[She smiles proudly.]

I know. Tad and Mr. Pemberton always said I was.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

They people who live here, or people back home?

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

They're back home...

[Or so she thinks, one of them is actually hovering nearby. Bored ghost is vaguely interested in Pokey's little project.]

One of them is on the list I got from the post office though...

[The only reason the other one wasn't is because she already regained him.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[Imaginery friends, probably personified by toys then. Not weird for such a little kid.]

....You know you can't trust the post office, right?

[friendly-ghosts.livejournal.com]

I know....

It's just.... I really miss them.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

They'd probably rather have you miss them then, like, end up missing a hand to get them back or something.