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Post by Bee on Dec 30, 2008 16:04:20 GMT -5
 He supposed one could say he was exploring his options. He wasn't going to be in the Glacier forever, after all, and when he eventually made his big, permanent move to the Capital, he was going to need something to do in order to not starve to death. The Courts seemed like an interesting way to go, however leery he was about the current Queen possibly ripping his balls off. Sneaking in had been remarkably not difficult. There was massive turnover going on, the place was understaffed--the general management chaos that went on when power changed hands. He had gone in through the servants' entrance and pretended like he knew people, and officially his "job" was "the containment and disposal of dangerously enchanted bed linen." Apparently this seemed like a perfectly plausible position to most of the other servants, and he merrily poked about. Not much of interest yet, though, sadly. |
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Post by Greenie on Dec 30, 2008 16:09:35 GMT -5
 Papers papers papers papers papers papers PAPERS. Papers? PAPERS! THEY WERE EVERYWHERE. Mia precariously toed his way out of his rooms, a stack of work bigger than his head balanced carefully in a paw/arm. It was hard to walk with only three limbs when you were used to four, but if he inched along he'd get down to Donnie's.. eventually. He managed to get outside and shut the door without dropping anything. Safe. The ferret got halfway down the first hallway, then absently glanced up at one of the wall clocks.. then nearly fell over. He had five minutes to get to the other end of the palace before he was late. Mia loathed being late. It was, essentially, admitting he was behind in his work, which he would never do willingly - he was going to have to hoof it, papers be damned. So the ferret scuttled off as fast as he could, a stray paper flying out behind him occasionally. |
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Post by Bee on Dec 30, 2008 16:39:15 GMT -5
Jin was a little bit disappointed. It was not a terribly fascinating tour, on the whole; he had expected there to be something more exciting going on, especially in the wake of such a fantastic event. But instead all he came across was general disorder and many of the same things: furniture, wall, servant, plant, door, more servants, paper monster.
Paper monster?
He raised a brow. There was something red hurtling toward him down the hall, obscured by paper, a few sheets wafting in the air behind it like a comet's trail. Some secretary way behind on their work, most likely; the thing appeared to be in a great hurry. He hoped accidentally tripping wouldn't make it late...he would hate to see someone get into trouble.
He smiled broadly, just bored enough to stick out his long tail into the path of the paper monster.
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Post by Greenie on Dec 30, 2008 18:22:10 GMT -5
He was almost there. He was in the right hallway, less than one hundred feet from her office. It was getting annoying, though, since a good fourth of his stack had decided to come loose and was smacking him in the face as he scuttled - he had no idea how many had fallen, but one had almost made him slip and go flying. He'd have to send someone after those later.. assuming some stupid kid didn't decide to grab them and burn them.
It was certainly something he would have done as a child.
Lost in his thoughts and hurry, Mia missed the bright blue and brown figure huddled against the wall - along with the tail, positioned just right to make his life hell.
His hind paw caught it. It was as if someone had picked him up and threw him like a bowling ball: he slid forward on his belly, forearms protectively around his head, while the papers flew up, down and all around like a magnified game of 52-pickup.
Meanwhile, his bracelet crashed into the floor and cracked in several places - just enough for it to fall off his small wrist and bounce a few times on the floor.
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Post by Bee on Dec 31, 2008 15:59:15 GMT -5
It was a pretty nice crash, all things considered. The red ferret pitched forward, the papers went flying all over the place in a lovely explosion, something broke into pieces, and the only thing that could have made the whole thing better is if he had flipped a few times and then finally halted his momentum by smashing into an antique vase and perhaps breaking his nose. But Jin knew that was asking for too much. The trip wasn't a total failure, now.
Trip. Ha ha.
Sometimes he simply slayed himself.
He screwed up his features into a mask of innocent concern and surprise, and leaned over the fallen ferret, wrinkling some of the papers underfoot and not really caring.
"I'm so sorry," he said, putting on his best apologetic tones. He offered a paw in a friendly display of courtesy. "I didn't see you coming. Are you all right?"
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Post by Greenie on Jan 14, 2009 18:14:55 GMT -5
Mia stared ahead of him for a few seconds, not bothering to get up immediately; he was going to be really late now, so why not prolong it further? Especially since there was a nice little prickface he could be pissy at in front of him.
The ferret sat up slowly, giving Jin a brief sour look in the process. "I'm sure. Just like you didn't see your tail lying in the hallway, right?" He retorted, not bothering to hide the trace of snark in his tone.
Mia surveyed the area to see the damage his papers had caused, and in the process noticed the bracelet.. or, more accurately, several pieces of bracelet lying around. One big chunk had gone flying. Odd, he hadn't really felt it break, but now that he thought about it..
Bracelet Ability: Once a week, he will find he is now able to cause fine bone spikes to protrude from his upper arms that curve outward toward an opponent like hooks. They will only last for one minute before retracting, but they are very dangerous and their jagged ends could really do some damage. Sadly, it does hurt quite a bit as they come out.[/i]
Mia gasped as a shooting pain went down his arms, but was more than pleased to see they resulted in some delightfully nasty spikes protruding out of his arms. He had a feeling they made him look like a mutated rib cage with the glass spirals - but if they were as sharp as they looked.. He glanced over at the Solandrian with a grin that purposefully bordered on the sadistic. "Thanks, buddy, I didn't know I had these. Probably would never have gotten them if you hadn't tripped me. Being late to a meeting in exchange for bone spikes.. 's a good trade off, in my opinion."
He began humming to himself, then began gathering up his papers, essentially ignoring the canine. Unless Jin decided to try another stupid trick, Mia had no reason to acknowledge his presence any further. After a minute the spikes receded, which disappointed him a bit - they didn't last very long. Hopefully it would be enough when it counted, though.
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Post by Bee on Feb 5, 2009 18:33:47 GMT -5
Jin’s interest disappeared entirely along with the ferret’s spikes. His one attempt to amuse himself a little bit in this otherwise dull setting had merely resulted in giving some asshole—some asshole King, apparently, so if this excursion taught him anything, it was that even irredeemable jerks could attain a high position in Court, which was comforting—a shiny new set of points.
For a moment he was tempted to indulge in something cathartically petty like trampling papers to uselessness or perhaps driving the point of his spaded tail into the back of the ferret’s neck, but he really didn’t feel like wasting any more time. The Court had been enough of a disappointment for one day; perhaps sometime in the future, when maybe a bloody uprising resulted in all current royalty’s heads mounted on pikes for the viewing pleasure of the general public, he would make another trek out here.
Right now, Court shenanigans had just made him hungry. He trotted off, leaving the ferret to his work; in an hour, with food in hand, he had almost forgotten about him entirely.
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