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located in Fiore, a part of Fairy Tail: A New Adventure, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia Character Portrait: Jared Flectre
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"Ahh, you can see them then?"

Ahh, so he was right. Spirits they were, although he didn't quite know what they looked like. Well, it would be rude to ask to see their figures just because he was curious, so Jared wasn't going to bother. They would show him if they wanted to, no biggie. As the puppy bounded over to him Jared hesitantly reached out, scratching the plush puppy on the head. It felt soft and fine in his hands, like real puppy fur, and Jared decided to adhere to the rules of what he knew about animals (even if he or she used to be alive and human) and started to scratch it behind the ears, fingers sifting gently through the dog's white fur, prepared to stop if the spirit - Snowball - didn't like it.

As Anastasia continued with the introductions Jared's face remained the same neutral look, noting how the cat Princess was as far away from him as she could. Her name suited her. Shy, but it was ok - Jared could relate. He knew how nerve wrecking talking to people could be (even now talking to others was a bit hard), and she had Anastasia for company. She probably didn't like talking to people who only saw her as a stuffed animal anyway. He gave a polite nod towards her, taking another sip of his drink.

The fox, the one who had approached him, had seemed smug when Jared had revealed that he could see them. Had he noticed that Jared could see spirits? Probably not, Jared decided, remembering how Leonidas - no wait, Fang - had turned his head in surprise like the others, the feeling of surprise that came from the toys when he revealed that he could see them for who they were. It had probably been a lucky guess, in what had been an attempt to get Anastasia to talk to someone.

So the fox is her brother? That sucks. Jared eye's narrowed a tiny fraction, slightly concerned at the change of tone in her voice when Anastasia began to reveal who the fox spirit was. It had been enthusiastic before, like someone who had just met a fan in the same fandom they were in for the first time, but the moment she mentioned the fox spirit her tone started to waver, almost as if -

As if she were about to cry.

Jared froze, hand still holding the half finished cup of coffee. Anyone who didn't know him well or were bad at observation would see that although his normally relaxed posture had stiffened his face didn't change, but those who did would have noticed Jared's eyes widening just a bit as the realization hit him, mouth going slightly slack with surprised dismay. Oh no.

Before he could do anything Anna's face crumpled. Frozen in his seat, Jared watched as Anastasia slumped over to rest her head against the counter, the images of children crying; reigned in sobbing with despair and hopelessness in their voices suddenly flashing vividly in mind like lightning out of the blue. The spirits gathering around her in an effort for comfort snapped Jared out of his flashback, and in a move that was more instinct than conscious Jared reached out a hand to pat her on the head.

It was something he had done back when he had been locked up in that place, giving what comfort he could to the kids who had been locked up like him. So many children crying or dull eyed with hopelessness or death... Jared didn't like seeing that.

Scratch that. Jared never wanted to see that again.

His hand was soothing and warm, although bandages covered his palms from a wound he had received a few days ago adding a coolness to the touch. For a moment, Jared considered a hug, but he dismissed it within seconds. Hugging someone he'd just met was too much out of his comfort zone, and he wasn't sure whether Anna would appreciate the close contact. Instead, he ruffled her hair gently, hopefully comfortingly, ready to pull back if she didn't like it. It seemed to work when he did it with the kids back then, so maybe it'd work now too? Jared hoped it did. Even after all those times, unsureness still settled like soggy bread in his stomach, worry that he might be screwing up. Worried, he shot Fang and the other two a look that said Is this ok? What should we do?

"...It's ok." He said quietly, his tone being hopefully reassuring. "You don't need to talk about it if you don't want to." Working to recall stuff that helped cheer people up back then, Jared turned to Alicia, who was busying herself with drying some cups. "... Alicia, some food please?" He asked, emoting with his eyes act normal, act normal. "Nothing too sweet," he added, remembering that Anna had said that she didn't like sweet things earlier. "and a refill for my cup. Thanks."