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Old November 3rd, 17, 05:01 AM   #3
Rye
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Eros did not have as much of a safe landing. He fell three stories into a large pool of water.Jerking he tried to fly. But nothing worked. He felt something grab his arm and pull him up onto the ledge. His hair dripped down over his face. Craning his neck to look around everything was still white. Only more silver. His ears were still buzzing. Rubbing his eyes he took another look of his surroundings. Stores. Everywhere he looked big walk in stores. Looking up he saw glass "a bazaar?" he said to himself. He looked down at himself. He was still dressed the same. A white thick cloth robe around his waits , still pinned, covering almost all his legs , and a set of sandals , with the long laces lacing up his smooth legs. Looking behind him he saw his feathery wings missing. He assumed those were part of his power. He had had them so long too and they were ever so pretty. Turning his attention to his rescuer he gave them a smile and hopped off the stone side and went for a wander around this strange place "H-hey kid ,wait for security, you just fell from a third story height" they called "and you should wait for your parents" the said but he was already not listening. The god of love looked very strange , for a start , under dressed. He stopped at a store with clothes in the window , they looked barbaric and restrictive. But he was acutely aware he was cold and shivering. Looking up he read "baby...Gap. Huh? Guess apparel emporium was taken then" he commented to himself. His shoes squelching he went inside.
Mall security was trailing , wondering what to do about him "should we look for the parents." said one
"Spacy kid , could be on drugs" said the other
"Doubt it , too young. Then again maybe he got jumped by someone" the first suggested
"or ill in the head."
"you radio someone"
"who?"
"social services. We need to find the kid's family. I'll do a standard lost kid protocol..."
"Keep it localised and get him off the floor , he'll start to spook people. The others said he must have jumped , the costumers say from a height. But there's nothing up there to get to to jump from."
"okay , lost kid and jumper then." he said leaving the other and trailing the strange child into the store.

Apollo was lucky and unlucky. The golden boy didn't fall so far. Looking around he saw glass. He was warm and dry. He wore the more modest toga over one shoulder with a gold wreath still perched on his head , although the gold was gone and just left it green. He was sitting , that much was clean , on a seat. A cartridge maybe. He hadn't been to earth in a while so maybe it was a fancy covering? Once he focused on what was around him he saw rows of seats , and there was shouting and laughing around him. "H-hey , sunbeam" hiccuped a voice. Looking to his left he saw a girl, dressed in a bedsheets "you for the hic , pub crawl?" he asked , leaning too far over "Drink!" she commanded , getting chants of drink drink drink from around them. Apollo shrugged and knocked back the drink. Then another , and then another. He didn't come too until he felt cold cuffs clapped on him "W-whaaa!" he screamed , tears welling up in his eyes "Come on rummy. You were caught with $30'000 in jewels down your costume" the officer explained while the small god threw up "Alright , you're too young for this. Who served you. You know what , doesn't matter. Hospital , now. We better get you cleaned up and get the id later. But you're not off the hook." he man in blue said to him , pushing him down into a car and closing the door behind him "dumb kids. They get younger and younger but this takes the cake. Looks like he was about to cry" he said to his partner , interrupted by wailing screams and sobs from the car and he sighed "blood alcohol was on deadly amounts. We'd better get going or he;ll be on the transplant list. I'll be dammed if I have to fill in the forms for that" the other replied , getting in and turning the sirens on.
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