- BladeThe Hybrid King
- Joined : 2011-06-06
Posts : 2472
Age : 24
Mon Mar 22, 2021 12:23 am
The days as of late had been long and difficult. In the quake of Desmond Hayden's apparent death and the evacuation if Somalia's citizens, Saisei had found himself offering aid to those swept in chaos. Africa was rather large, the boy's focus was on the rather miniscule gatherings on the outer rim of Somalia. Due to the evacuation efforts of both Vastime and its allies, small groups of people had gathered along the capital's border. Though they didn't want for anything, there was still a need for food transportation and medical aid if necessary.
The young man shuffled along the street of a recently constructed base, the temporary location for refugees that would eventually find themselves back in the capital. Saisei found himself ran rather ragged, his arms filled to the brim with what looked like small lunch boxes. Packaged food for the families gathered in the base square, it seemed.
As per the instructions given to him, he quietly delivered the packaged lunches without hesitation. Though it had only been a short amount of time, the effects of Desmond Hayden and the aftermath associated with it seemed to leave others with concerns. Though Shadowfall may have been driven back, the supposed loss of someone so important could lead the world down a dark path. Saisei didn't worry like everyone else did, however. It was in his nature to expect the best from the world and those around him.
Finally delivering his last box, the Vandenreich soldier hunched over beside the final family. Dropping to his behind, the pink-haired boy smiled. It was nice having others around, whether they were without home or not. In moments like these, he could bask in the glory of Earth's citizens without question.
"Has everything been treatin' you guys alright? You know, aside from the evacuation."
Saisei had little tact, his bright blue eyes shining without hesitation in the face of danger and worry. The family spoke of their troubles, the youngest of their three children having quite the fascination with his hair. Noting that they weren't without home and could eventually return, their little girl began to climb across the soldier's rather built frame. Using him as a jungle gym, Saisei paid little mind to her. Kids were kids, after all.
"That's good to hear. Don't forget that if there's anything you need, the Vandenreich are here to help. We're proud to aid those in need alongside Vastime, don't worry."
The blistering african sun beat against the freshly built asphalt, leaving the refugees and soldiers covered in sweat. That didn't bother the boy, in fact it filled him with life. As stressful as things may get, the world was still here, he thought. Lifting the little girl from his shoulders, Saisei blocked out the sun with her tiny figure.
"You're a handful, aren't you?"
The little girl giggled, reaching for his hair without thinking of the consequences. There was no winning here, the young man placed the girl back on his shoulders and held her by her ankles.
Ushering her to play with his hair, Saisei smiled and looked back to the sky.
"Nothin' like helpin' people, huh? Nothin' could ever beat this."
- MozyResident Black Woman
- Joined : 2017-02-26
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Age : 22
Wed Apr 21, 2021 12:22 am
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