10th sketch - [action at first, video later on]

[sketchingideals]

[On the afternoon of the 13th, a small bespectacled boy can be spotted on the very edge of town. He looks very frightened, panicked and above all else very confused. He tries to keep out of the way of anyone he passes, but he really seems to be one step away from freaking out completely.

In other words, Jeb's back from being mallynapped, but he's now the delicate age of ten... though he looks a couple of years younger, due to being on the small side.]

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[After Jeb finds his way back home (likely with the help of Silver), he spends his time fiddling with his journal until he finds the video function. Once that happens, his facial expression fills with an intense amount of joy.]

Wow, this is so cool! I didn't think this is how I'd be spending my birthday, but maybe being in this place isn't so bad.

...I'm sorta glad time isn't passing at home, though. [He knows that much.] Tori and Jebbi get kinda weird when something happens to me. So can anyone see this? What are you all up to?

((OOC: Sorry for the quality of my child!Jeb icons, I'm mostly just quickly sketching them up and inking so I know they aren't my best.))

Comments

[tsunsandsteals]

...

Do you remember anything from the last six months? I mean...about us, about that blond kid, about Tracey. This place. At all.

[sketchingideals]

[He may not remember because none of those things have happened for him yet. After all, this is going back in time for him in a way.]

I was at the party only a little while ago... I couldn't have spent six months here. [Frowning more.]

[tsunsandsteals]

...how old are you? I mean...it'd be one thing if they made you a kid but left all your memories, but... [so confused]

[sketchingideals]

...I just turned ten. [He's not sure how to feel about this older boy.]

[tsunsandsteals]

... [it's starting to make sense. Sort of.]

Well...maybe you better stick with me. I mean, in case it gets dangerous around here.

[sketchingideals]

[He's not sure how to answer. Silver's the first one who's talked to him, but Jeb doesn't really know him...]

[tsunsandsteals]

...don't worry, I'm not some killer or something like that.

[sketchingideals]

Um... well, all right. [Another small smile. He should be able to get away if Silver turns on him, right?]

[tsunsandsteals]

...guess I better show you around. Or at least where I live. [motions for Jeb to follow him, he's still not a hand-holdy type]

[sketchingideals]

[That's okay--Jeb doesn't need his hand held. He's fine. He'll follow Silver around as he attempts to keep smiling.]

[tsunsandsteals]

[Silver will just show Jeb around the main parts of town, then. He's pretty upset by the fact that Jeb doesn't remember him...and that bothers him. The fact that he's upset, that is.]

[sketchingideals]

[After a while, he'll ask:] ...do you miss your home?

[tsunsandsteals]

...yeah. Sometimes. [he misses being able to find wild Pokemon and trainers to battle, but he doesn't miss that stupid gifted girl and her annoying friend, or that dumb dragon guy]

[sketchingideals]

...only sometimes? [That's a little odd.]

[tsunsandsteals]

Yeah. I mean...it's a nice place to live but a lot of the people there are stupid.

[sketchingideals]

That's not really nice to say. [Some things never changed when he got older--Silver will begin to notice this, most likely.]

[tsunsandsteals]

Well, they are. [crosses arms]

[sketchingideals]

Did you give them a chance before thinking that?

[tsunsandsteals]

Didn't have to. All I had to do was see 'em in action.

[sketchingideals]

That's still not very fair!

[tsunsandsteals]

...yeah, maybe.

[sketchingideals]

[Getting such a look now, Silver.]

[tsunsandsteals]

What?

[sketchingideals]

...nothing.

[tsunsandsteals]

...okay. [shrug]