Oliver

Slave ship wrecked

The little cabin boy turned around as he heard a yell, only to see a bloodied man wearing the same sailor's uniform he wore himself. His big blue eyes widened in surprise. The slaves likely didn't know he'd followed them yet. Would it be worth it to give himself away to save this injured man? They'd likely heard him too...
The boy, Toby, decided against answering the man, ducking into the trees to avoid being seen by any of the slaves. All that was visible of him was his tiny, frail shadow up against the dead tree behind him.

Family of secrets

Oliver was still in bed. No one had remembered to wake him up. He hadn't been well this week, so he barely got out of bed unless he was forced to. The five year old rolled over, sucking his thumb lightly.

Family of secrets

Name: Oliver
Age: 5
Role: Youngest school brother
Appearance:


Personality: Oliver is slightly mature for his age in some aspects, and remarkably underdeveloped in others. He is extremely intelligent for his age, capable of creating and solving complicated logic puzzles and arithmetic equations. However, he never learned to speak, instead communicating in sign language. His social skills are in dire need of improvement. Though he tends to avoid social interaction for the most part, he doesn't actually seem to enjoy being alone and prefers to have a few friends. He doesn't take good care of himself and is dependent on others for support. He can occasionally be a bit overly sensitive, and he startles easily. Oliver is autistic, which partially explains his dislike of social situations.
Other: Oliver spends most of his time drawing, which he's very good at for his age.

Shalom!

I'm Oliver!
There's not that much to know about me, so I guess I'll just say hi and leave it at that.

Slave ship wrecked

A small boy of no older than seven had followed the group through the jungle. He was no slave, but a cabin boy from aboard the ship. Why he'd chosen to desert was a mystery, but it likely had to do with the constant harrowing abuse faced by the younger crew members. The fair-faced boy tucked a lock of brown hair behind his ear, his hat cocked to the left. He hadn't made his presence known just yet, following the group until they came to what seemed to be a group of natives to wherever they'd come across. He listened silently as they talked, standing a few yards away from the group of slaves.

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Orphanage for Supernatural Kids

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