Flash had been in Bellmuse for a while now. He must have walked freely on the city streets for a couple of years now, long enough for most of the citizens to become accustomed to seeing him. The shop keepers certainly were at the very least. Even though he didn't eat he'd often visit bakeries and food-stands, if only to collect food to give to others. He thought for a moment that perhaps he was staring to blend in, that he was just a regular fixture in this city, something people knew about and simply accepted, when a yellow balloon flew into his vision.
With his accurate sensors he was able to leap catch it's tail, scanning the land before him. He was standing by the fountain in the center of the city, the world around him hustling and bustling. Hardly noticing him. It was then that he saw her, a little girl with ram horns had fallen. Eyes welled up with tears and palms a bruised and scratched red.
He crept over, gently as the massive steel man could, kneeling down next to her. Her age was unfortunate, couldn't be much older than six, Flash hopped she was able to read.
Unsurprisingly, having been approached by a massive green machine in a pink apron, the girl was quite confused. Any attempt made at reading his screen was brief, she was soon enamored by the balloon in his hand. Reaching for it. He gently lowered it to her, wrapping and loosely tying the ribbon around her arm.
With that done the little girl rose, still much shorter than the droid even as he knelt. Looking around the sea of bodies that surrounded her. A lost look on her face. Flash rose slightly, gently ruffling the dungaree clad girl's hair.
She didn't even look to his face, instead making a snotty bubbling sound. On the verge of crying again. The droid gently took her hand, leading her a few steps from the crowd and sitting her on the bench before the fountain.
But with that the child started to ball, the flustered droid with his awkward body unable to calm her.
With his accurate sensors he was able to leap catch it's tail, scanning the land before him. He was standing by the fountain in the center of the city, the world around him hustling and bustling. Hardly noticing him. It was then that he saw her, a little girl with ram horns had fallen. Eyes welled up with tears and palms a bruised and scratched red.
He crept over, gently as the massive steel man could, kneeling down next to her. Her age was unfortunate, couldn't be much older than six, Flash hopped she was able to read.
"Are you okay little one? You Fleshy people need to be gentle with yourself, can't go falling over so hard." Flash scanned the surrounding area, not a single person had stopped. "Where are your parents? Are they around?"
Unsurprisingly, having been approached by a massive green machine in a pink apron, the girl was quite confused. Any attempt made at reading his screen was brief, she was soon enamored by the balloon in his hand. Reaching for it. He gently lowered it to her, wrapping and loosely tying the ribbon around her arm.
With that done the little girl rose, still much shorter than the droid even as he knelt. Looking around the sea of bodies that surrounded her. A lost look on her face. Flash rose slightly, gently ruffling the dungaree clad girl's hair.
"Are you lost?"
She didn't even look to his face, instead making a snotty bubbling sound. On the verge of crying again. The droid gently took her hand, leading her a few steps from the crowd and sitting her on the bench before the fountain.
"Hey don't worry, I'll cry- try to find your parents okay? They can't have gotten too far."
But with that the child started to ball, the flustered droid with his awkward body unable to calm her.