002- [Action] Plushies are fundamental

[springtime4me]

[After being in Mayfield for a few days, Hitler has run out of helpful things to do around the house. So now he's spending a day in the park. You can find him sitting on a bench, with a bag full of ........sewing supplies? Yep, sewing supplies that he got from drone!mom. (Who was really concerned about the request. A boy, sewing? How ridiculous!) So now he's sitting on a park bench happily creating what appear to be tiny stuffed sheep. They're very cute. Besides one for himself, he's also making them for some of the nice people he's talked to since he arrived here. Specifically Roshia, Ukraine, Vince Noir, Steel  Massimo, and Shiro. And maybe a few others. Anyway, sheep. Enjoy the almighty Dolly, Mayfield. Feel free to interrrupt him with curiosity, interest, and/or teasing. ]

Okay! I just need to tie the little bell around it's neck and......there. That's one more done.

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Action (and just so you know, Massimo doesn't have his armour.)

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[Massimo's been feeling a little stressed about his situation with a friend of his, so he thought a little walk might be helpful.

At first, he doesn't notice Hitler, but when he hears him talking to himself, he looks behind his shoulder and realizes this is the polite youth he was speaking to a few days ago.]]

Oh, it's you! Hitler, right?

[[Don't mind him he's just a bit surprised.]]

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[glances up at you, startled.]

Yes, that's me.

[thinks for a moment.]

Your voice sounds familiar...

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[Massimo nods, nervously laughing.]]

Haha, I didn't think I'd recognize you through voice alone. Guess I'm more in-tune than I thought.

[[But once he realizes that Hitler doesn't quite recognize him, he helps him along.]]

You remember me, right? Steel Massimo? We spoke on the phones a few days ago, i-if I recall correctly?

[springtime4me.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course! I'm sorry. So many peole have been coming by today, it's getting hard to keep track.

I'm glad to see you, Steel. I wanted to thank you for being so patient with me when I arrived.

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

Patient? I-I guess you could say that? I mean, you were confused about where you were, and I'm sure you'd do the same if you were in my shoes and I were in yours.

[[He looks down at his own feet, then Hitlers, and ends up laughing.]]

Not literally, of course!