A Picture's Worth a Thousand Words (Kyrie, Open!)

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The noontime sun hung directly over the streets of Edge, casting its soft golden rays down on the young boy below. Snowy white hair swayed slightly as he walked toward the single orphanage in Edge. Orphan. That word played over and over in Votum's head. It didn't truly register in his mind that he had not one family member left. A ten year old boy... all on his own.

With a timid sigh, Votum hugged his sketchbook against his chest, and pushed open the orphanage doors. To his surprise, the inside was bare. There was not a soul in sight, not a single employee. "Hello?" He called quietly, peering around a corner. Nothing. Confusion flitted across his pale face. What kind of orphanage didn't have any employees? The sound of children laughing and playing echoed from a side door, barely muffled by it. Well, maybe he'd find somebody out there.

Blinking, the boy shrugged and turned his attention to the doosr in which the sound was coming from. With his free hand, he pushed them open, stepping out onto a quaint looking playground. Most of the other children hardly acknowlaged his presence,save for a few who cast glances in his direction. Votum's mismatched gaze flicked to a wooden bench overooking the playground. That was more like it. He seated himself upon it and produced a pencil from his front pocket. The small blue and gold sketchbook flipped open as he began to sketch out the scene before him. Within about ten or twenty minutes, he had a near prefect replica of the playground printed on the formerly blank white page. One may not think a ten year old boy such as himself to be able to draw like that. With a satisfied nod to himself, Votum flipped the book closed.

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Another beautiful afternoon, sunshine peeked through the windows and into a young woman's room, the soft hues adding a little pink colour to her pale cheeks. She appeared to be talking on the phone whilst gazing outside at the children playing.

"...And that's where you found him?"

There was a pause as she listened to the person on the other line.

"I see... yes, I understand, thank you... so you told him to come here?"

Another pause.

"He didn't say much to you? Okay, well, I'll go out and tend to the children shortly, maybe then I can see what the problem is, until then... I'll just have to keep him in my care..." a worried look plastered her gentle face as she pulled the curtains away slightly and began to gaze outside, she tilt her head at a young boy sitting at a bench with some sort of notebook with him.

That must be him...

"Alright, well, leave it to me... thank you, farewell," she murmured before hanging up the phone and putting it down. She wore just a pair of thigh length grey denim shorts, a white and silver strapless handkerchief dress, but with the front hem cut so her shorts and stomach could be seen, around her waist was a ribbon, but instead of it being tied into a bow at the back, it had two bow-like angel wings in its place. Lastly, followed by flat grey ankle boots with a white trim and laces. Simple, yet elegant.

Silently, she walked out of the office that was connected to her room and headed downstairs. She knew what to expect with the new young child, but at the same time she couldn't predict it, either way, it was just best to get this all out of the way and speak with him.

With a smile, she pushed open the door to the outside and walked out, a few children turned their heads in her direction,she received smiles and giggles from the, clearly they were happy to see her, she enjoyed seeing them all happy. As she walked along the pathway, she kindly smiled and nodded in the children's direction, some asked her to play but she had to kindly decline.

By the time she reached the young boy, he had closed his book, hopefully he had noticed her by now. "Hello..." she said brightly yet in her usual soft tone as she stopped in front of him, placing her hands on her knees and bending over slightly so she was level with him "you must be the new boy, it's nice to have you here."

She tried to be as kind as possible and most definitely didn't want to scare him, she politely held her hand out to him to him to hold or even shake. "I'm Kyrie, the one responsible for Edge's Sanctuary for Children, ones such as yourself and others here," she let out a small chuckle "it must be strange not seeing any staff around, but... well, I look after all the children here, with the help of others, I made this place..."

Kyrie tilt her head to side as she looked at him, he seemed like such a quiet child, hopefully he'd talk to her. "What's your name, sweetie?" she asked, smiling warmly.

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Votum had been gazing absentmindedly at the other children as the newcomer emerged from the same doors in which he'd used not long ago. She was obviously an employee, for she looked too old to be a resident. His mismatched eyes blinked slowly as she aproached.

It was obvious she was hesitant about speaking to him, trying to be kind and not intimidate him. He allowled a small smile to pull a corner of his mouth up. No use making the woman think her efforts were in vain. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Kyrie." He said quietly, tipping his head up to look at her in the eyes. The one large lock of hair that was constantly hanging in his face parted, revealing the single stormy gray eye that it hid. "My name's Votum." He took Kyrie's hand in his smaller one and gave it a breif shake.

As his hand dropped back to his lap, he blinked once more, studying Kyrie's face intently. He flipped open the blue and gold sketchbook and produced a pencil from his coat pocket. Drawing was a way to capture memories, and he was sure that he wanted to remember Kyrie's face. Flipping open to a blank page, he began to sketch the outline of the kindly looking woman's face.