#slightly rp

[transaurus]

'I'm just a Lost Boy

Not ready to be found'

[peakof-themountain]

Roses are red,

violets are blue, 

embrace tranquillity,

and it will embrace you.

[road-to-adventures]

Strange late-night text convos.

[adarlinglittleboy]

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Out of all the Lost Boys, Slightly was probably the worst at hiding. Oh, he liked to think he was. But then, Slightly rarely admitted to getting anything wrong.  Although never as self absorbed as their Leader, Slightly, like Peter, believed firmly that admitting one's mistakes was something only Grown Up people did. If you thought about your mistakes, then you started to learn things! And Peter said that wasn't right at all!

The branch beneath Slightly rustled and creaked as he moved. The wooden sword in his hand wasn't exactly helping his balance. Perhaps, thought Slightly, somewhat dubiously, perhaps though... it might have been a better plan to choose a more...sturdy tree.

A sudden movement below him made Slightly pause. When playing at the game of War, it was always best to catch the Enemy off guard. This hiding spot, he was certain, would let him take anyone by surprise. Except perhaps Peter!

With a loud whoop of excitement, the boy jumped from the branch. He tumbled through the foliage and smaller twigs, landing with a loud thud, sword raised, leaves sticking haphazardly from his hair, a few feet from his target.

"AH-"

Oh...

That...was not a Lost Boy. Or one of Tiger Lily's tribe, for that matter. Slightly kept his sword raised high, his face tight with the kind of boyish bravado that really only made him look even younger.

Peter said never to pay any attention to Fear. And Slightly always listened to Peter....

However...

"..haaaa?"

[adarlinglittleboy]

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"You know, I've been thinking...what is a pocket?

 "I mean...When you get right down to it..."