#maybe starting something thatll last with them just doesn't feel like a good thought or something i should want when theyre not my knight

[andragoras-in-vanity]

did i almost have a breakdown today because there were too many strawberries in my smoothie? maybe. maybe.

[ts-janus-rp-blog]

Remus soon got his legs attached and he saved those for last since those were the most difficult to attach, sadly. But once he finished he simply held Roman to his chest and rubbed his massive mechanical hand up and down his arm reassuringly. He saw his broken glasses to the side and he reached over to place it in his chest cavity. He'll fix those most likely tonight when he's up roaming the halls out of boredom. He doesn't need to sleep anymore instead he just needs to be recharged every so often. Which only takes max of an hour. After that he's awake and full of energy, so he just...roams the halls... At least now he has something to do tonight. In any case, he could hear the strain in Romans throat and he hummed softly. He held him closer to his chest and rocked them side to side.

"You are doing a good job, Roman. Of course you didn't mean to break again, it's not your fault. And this place is very massive, even I get lost sometimes and I have a map of the place in my head! So that says something! It's not your fault you got lost. Okay? You did indeed helped, you brought the clothes for them. You did such an excellent job, Roman."

He ran his hands through Romans hair in an attempt to calm him down. A device opened on the side of his neck that let out a soft and pleasant scent. A scent to calm down any human. It was meant to calm down children whenever they had a meltdown or a tantrum. But he figured it could be used to help Roman too. And he needs sleep, that'll also help. He gently scooped up Roman and he started walking down the hall. Before he grabbed the clothes from the ground and looked around. Ah, he sees the kid. He opened the bathroom door and walked over to the stall. "Hey, Roman needs some sleep and I suspect that you could use some too, little guy. Maybe a bath too? I bet thatll help you feel better too. Let's head over to the shelter, yeah?"

Janus breathed out heavily, before slapping a hand over his mouth upon hearing the heavy footsteps enter the bathroom. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Tears came into his eyes as he shook head to toe. He's going to be in so much damn trouble. He flinched as he started to hear Remus voice, only to blink at what he was saying. Wait... What? "You're... You're... Y-Youre... Not...mad at me?" He stuttered out heavily, his voice wheezing. Slowly he opened the stall door and stared up at Remus and Roman with deep fear in his eyes. "You're not...upset...at me? I... I thought... I..." He stared at the clothes in Remus hand then back up to Roman. "You... You... I..." He sniffled before giving a tiny nod. "Okay..." He mumbled before hopping down and walking over to Remus. "I'm sorry..."

"There you two are," A familiar voice grumbled from the doorway as the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the kitchen. "I found a little guy trying to steal food from the backup kitchen... He thought he was being sneaky but in reality he was creating a ton of noise. I would report this to Vanessa but um...it's one of her off days today... I would rather not bother her if I can help it. So here, you two deal with him. I have to get back out there before I get in trouble." The large animatronic huffed out before placing the child on the ground before them two. Then he stormed away.

The child squeaked out when he was placed on the ground, he watched the large animatronic leave before he gulped thickly and slowly turned. He must've been only around 10 years old, and yet he looked much younger than even that. He was dreadfully skinny, so much so that his ribs were poking out of his sides. He wore simple clothes that were absolutely filthy, and his hair was greasy. He probably hasn't had a proper shower or bath in a long time. On the right side of his face his skin was covered in snake scales that was certainly real, there's no way he could fake something like that. His right eye was a very pale milky white color that gave enough indication that he was blind in that eye. His other eye was a deep green color. His little tongue poked out to reveal that it was split in two...just like a snake... "I'm... I'm sorry... It won't happen again! Please don't call security! I don't want to be kicked out again..."

Roman just...stared, at the little thing. They reminded him of himself, in some ways. This being of course, how he was left after-...Not going to think about that. Not right now. He slides himself off the counter and his robotic limbs bend and stretch so he doesn't hurt himself. His legs extend him to his full height- which wasn't much taller than the child. But whatever. He kneels down infront of the little one with an unreadable face.

Roman's face is scarred in the shape of a moon, other smaller scars all over his neck. He wore what looked like a baggy split colored shirt in pastel yellow and dull red, his head tilted to the side. His pants were black and red striped and were very puffy, tucked into big sneakers similar to anime sneakers. His eyes, which are clearly human, scan over the child as his glasses slide down a little bit.

He then turns and picked up a small container of fruit and handed it to Janus after he opened it, smiling warmly but with the way the scar stretched it looked...disturbing. To say the least. Roman didn't have any words to think of, and so he sits on the ground with the kid and just sat there. After a moment he spoke:

"You're not in trouble...we get a few homeless kids every-"

The man winced and rubbed his own throat, his vocal cords aching from how much screaming and crying he had done last night while with Chica after his first show as the acrobat dancer.

"-every now and again... you're gonna be just fine. We have a shelter you can stay in for the night until we find you a room."

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