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Date: 2017-12-29 10:42 pm (UTC)
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Yuri slides down Frisk's hands and from there it seems only a little surprising to slide into the sky.

He blinks a few times, not sure how he got there, but even with his eyes closed he can feel the lack of ground beneath him and the wind blowing around him. Part of Yuri knows it should be disorienting, frightening, but-

It's so peaceful up here. No noise except for the occasional cooing of the passing flocks of birds, and the air rushing past his ears while he flies through clouds tinted pink by the sunrise.

The land below eventually catches his eye, a mountain peak in particular within easy swooping distance. Yuri wonders just where these mountains are and who or what lives around them, and he's pulled down for a closer look, the powdered snow sent flying, sparkling in the air...

And then he's sitting on Frisk's bed.

What.

...It takes a moment to reorient himself. Yuri's not entirely unused to strange visions but that was. Something else, and he risks a peek up at Frisk. But they're innocently drinking cocoa and providing no answers, so he looks forward over at the griffin thing on the lamp. Did it notice anything odd going on?

Date: 2018-04-03 07:57 pm (UTC)
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It feels strange to be sitting in (companionable?) silence with someone, let alone a child, and Yuri can’t recall the last time he spent this kind of purposeless time with anyone. Admittedly, it’s not entirely purposeless- he’s merely biding his time until he can investigate his situation further- but sitting beside Frisk for several minutes followed by watching them pace around really isn’t how he would normally be spending his time.

(He wonders if they’re waiting for something. Maybe their Mama, since they keep looking outside.)

Frisk returns to their bed, returns to the card that he still hasn’t gotten a proper look at, but which apparently has something ‘crazy’ written on it. Then he’s being scooped up again, and brought over to the computer- at his current size it’s enormous, not quite big enough to be wall-size but still significantly oversized. It holds possibilities, but not while this child is here, and instead he’s left to watch over their research.

Frisk must have recognized him in some way, or maybe there was some information written on the card about him, because they’re looking up the definition of his name. Evidently, their vocabulary isn’t particularly extensive.

Lunatic. Noun. Definition: A mentally ill person (not in technical use). Synonyms include maniac, madman, imbecile, psychopath, psychotic, etc. Further definitions and synonyms and examples are clicked through and explored, until they land on the word moonstruck.

Adjective. Definition: Affected by or as if by the moon: such as a: mentally unbalanced, b: romantically sentimental, c: lost in fantasy or reverie.

If he weren’t pretending to be a doll, Yuri would point out to Frisk that the connotations are somewhat different, and not entirely appropriate for his identity and mission.

idk man here's yuri being Dramatic internally

Date: 2018-06-25 04:43 am (UTC)
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Yuri slides easily around in Frisk's fingers, letting them poke and prod at him, in spite of how odd it makes him feel. It's not something he can entirely put into words, but it's uncomfortable. Not painful, but their hands are so huge in comparison to his whole body. What if they tried to crush him? Or even did so by accident?

And just what does Frisk keep looking at him for?

The rocking motions of Frisk's hands settle a bit, and then their soft voice slides over Yuri.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Yuri stares up at them. Frisk's hands are merely warm, but inside of himself, Yuri burns. He knows what kind of monster he is. If Frisk is fortunate, he thinks, they'll never get a chance to find out.

Put me down already!

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