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@DeviousLostBoy
โNever is an...awfully long time.โ @TRUESTB3LIEVER, What are you doing? โฆ RPโ#OUATRPโง ๐๏ธ๐ชฆโ โ โ. Dark Themes Present. #๐๐ข๐ธ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ

It was a detail that Janner actually knew about, being well read in most Annieran lore. "Song Master," he explained, carefully stepping over stones and twigs, and ducking under branches. "They can basically call on Dragons, or cause visions and stuff when they sing or play."

Janner made sure to stick close to Peter. This was still a strange place after all, and he didn't want to become a... well... a lost boy! Throwing his hands behind his blond head, Janner lifted his brows at Peter's inquiry. With eyes fallen to the opposite direction of the +

Janner's feet found the ground after a second once he began following Peter to the edge of their secret spot. For some reason, Janner didn't think twice about his response. "Is it?" He replied with a grin, impulsive excitement laced his words. "I never would've imagined a +

Janner swiftly stood as well. Being barefoot all the time took some getting used to, but the sensation of the earth beneath his soles was enjoyable now. He nodded, happy thoughts of Tink and his time in Neverland so far caused his toes to leave the ground. "Lead the way, Peter!"

The buffet of fun to be had was overwhelming. What would he do first? It was getting late, but what matter was that when they could make their own rules? "Swimming with Mermaids sounds fun!" Janner said with enthusiasm.

Loads of fun. The promise of fun made Janner's smile spread wider. Fun... how long had it been since he had real, true, childish fun. As long as he can remember, he was the responsible one, charged with protecting his brither and sister. Especially after... He shook his head+

He tilts his head... "Really? I suppose rats like the dark boy!" He shows him the hook ๐ช. "Keep talking and you'll know what's coming!"

Janner thought hard, or as hard as he could. He was tired. He didn't want to think anymore. What waited him back home other than responsibility he didn't want. And then there was Tink. He had a greater responsibility. Shouldn't he want the best for his brother? Isn't the best to+

"Anyone except Peter Pan!" ๐ช




Was that true? Could he really go back? Janner but his lip as he looked over the stars. The sky was so alien here. And exciting. "I dunno..." he finally said, feeling a conflict he hadn't expected to be there. Maybe he needed something fun to take his mind off of the stress.






"And you never want to leave? Don't you miss your family? Friends?" Janner asked curiously, sitting up on his arms. "I do and I only just arrived here." He hugged his knees to his chest, staring up into the dark, starry sky.

"Huh..." Janner sighed, his gaze shifting. "I'm from Glipwood, a small village in Skree... I lived with my mom, Podo my grandfather, and my brother and sister, Tink and Leeli..." He smiled momentarily as he thought on them, "why do you choose to stay here?"

a shrug. well, yea . . . he can't imagine the boy who refuses to grow up, actually, well . . . grow up..