Seth~
Seth had mastered acting nice, for the most part he never voiced his opinions. After all, ugly people did tend to get temperamental when you pointed out the fact that they were ugly. The truth will set you free? Nonsense. Human beings were incapable of handling the harsh truths of reality.
So as he dealt with these people, he acted the part of a friendly person. Now that he had got a good look at the boy, he had to admit he was intrigued. He had a nice face; evenly proportioned, soft features. Seth observed beauty in all of it's forms and honestly the boy was the most interesting thing to look at around here. Much better than slug lip girl anyway. Seth had a photographic memory and filed the boys face away. He'd have to draw him later. He had the urge to reach out and touch the boys face, but he refrained.
He tried not to get annoyed by the fact that the two were ignoring him. He was used to being the center of attention, he was not used to it. He did not like it. In fact, he loathed it. "Well, I simply thought we should all get to know one another, be friends and such. I mean, who knows how long we will be out here. He stepped close to the girl so his face was inches from her face.
Apparently she had personal space issues, because the next thing he knew, he was on the ground with his nose bleeding. How dare she try to ruin his perfect face? How dare she make him bleed? If his nose was broken, there would be hell to pay. He cataloged all of this quickly and used his actual pain, along with some acting lessons to create tears. He began to sob like a baby that had scraped it's knee. It would not help to act aggressively in such a situation. She was a girl after all, and he had class. He wasn't about punch her back. Plus, he could not risk further damage to his face. He had always been about passive aggressive action.
Seth cried harder, real tears that made his eyes red and blotchy. Fine, he had planned on being nice. A new environment dictated he at least try to be friendly, but people trying to damage his face could not be tolerated. It was time to bring slug girl down.
Sidney~
"Oh, sorry. My brother always says I talk too much. I'm sure none of us will become cannibals. I don't even like meat. Beef gives me gas. Not that humans taste like beef. Not that I know what humans taste like. For all I know, they do taste like beef, but I doubt. I bit my arm once, it did not taste much like a hamburger. Then again, it was not cooked."
He looked down at the pudding. "Okay, I shall save it."
Sid nodded. "I can help build things, I built a whole castle out of legos once, although I could not fit in it. But another time, me and brother made a tree house. Okay, it collapsed and I nearly died, but I was only seven, so I think my building skills would have improved. I think...."
He glanced over at his brother just as he saw one of the other people punch him. His eyes widened and he ran over to him, flailing his arms. "SETH!" He dropped on his knees by his brother and hugged him while trying to take a look at his face. His brother was crying and his tears were mixing with his blood. "Remember what mamma said about bullies, they are just insecure people that need friends" He glared up at the girl. Sidney was rather naive, and never really saw the bad in his brother. If his brother was crying then he believed him and the other person had to be in the wrong.
"Why did you do that meanie girl. You are a meanie!" He cradled his brother's head. As usual his attention span shifted. "Oh, a puppy. He reached out his hand to the dog and patted it on the head. "I like doggies. I don't like you meanie girl." He glanced at the other boy who appeared to own the dog. "You seem nice. You should not talk to meanie girl. My brother is very sensitive. He would not hurt a fly." This was true as far as Sid was aware. Seth never did physically hurt anyone, he usually went for emotional and mental pain. Sid was not astute enough to ever pick this up when he did it.
He thought for a moment; music usually calmed Seth down. Sid ran to get his violin and glared at the girl once again when he came back. "I'll play your favorite song." He closed his eyes and began to play. All his usual randomness melted away into a simple melodic tune.
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