It's Worth A Million Words [Finished]

[Kari Muffin]

Falks looked back and shook his head at the suggestion of Ben helping him with the weapon. "No, that would be Ben fighting and not me. I want to learn how to fight all by myself."

Benedict would have shrugged if he was capable. The next bit of the conversation didn't go as well as he had hoped, but eh, whatever. This Jovan boy seemed to be cheerful enough. This might actually work out to their advantage. Poor Falks needed friends, and the more the merrier.

"Solandria. It just turns out by luck that Falks is just enough Torquehelm to be bound. Mom was thrilled about that since our brother is a pure Solandria. Then again, our mom probably would have bound me too if she had the chance." Insert eye roll. "Falks is also a bat mix. You seem to be an interesting mix yourself."

Assuming those tentacles were genetic.

[Vyn]

Jovan understand immediately. It made him think of his mom and her determination to become a great swordswoman without even the help of her suit. "I'm sure you'll be able to learn and you'll be great too. Just don't ever give up on your goal." Jovan's tail wagged slightly in encouragement.

"Ah! Yeah, Solandrian makes sense... I'm sorry he had to be bound, it looks... awful." Jovan smiled a little sadly, keeping in mind how Falks obviously wanted to fight... and he looked Bipedal too. Poor guy. "I'm a canine-equine mix, with a bit of genetic tampering I suppose." He wiggled his tentacles and then shrugged. "I don't mind, really, cause the tentacles are really useful for moving objects or wielding weapons. I may get a few weird looks for 'em, but they're too useful to let that bum me out."

[Kari Muffin]

Falks gave an emphatic nod to Jovan's comment. As long as he believed in himself he'd be able to grow up and wield a weapon. Even if it was something simple.... maybe when he grew up Mommy would let him undo his bindings? Vaska wanted him to do it all the time....

"Awful. That's a word we could use. Then again our mother has the same binding and she grew up without a bipedal form. Heck if I know how." Benedict said with a tsk. Of course his mother had to subject Falks to such a wonderful binding. It hid the mark of shame that was on his chest, and maybe it was some twisted form of love. He highly doubted that. "Canine-equine. That's an interesting mix. I haven't met many horses before. Then again I haven't met many people period. Being a talking head limits being sociability I suppose."

[Vyn]

Jovan was impressed and a little surprised to hear their mother had the same binding. A straight jacket just seemed like an odd binding in the first place, but without your bipedal form? Wow. At least Falks could walk upright even with the binding...

"Really? That's pretty impressive, she must've been quite talented." Hopefully he'd be able to figure out something for wielding a weapon one day. Maybe his determination to overcome his limits would free him as well. Not that he really understood all of that Torquehelm binding stuff, it seemed awful to him. "Yeah, I haven't met many either." It was always something that had bothered him a little, he only knew his momma... and she was a Deer, if Thal was his father than he must've looked a lot like him, so why didn't he ever go back to his animal? Or maybe Jov was just odd. He shook his head, maintained a smile. "I suppose it does, but you're really very nice. It's a pity more people don't give you a chance, I've really enjoyed meeting you. One day my brother will come to the Palace and I'll introduce you both to him, I know he'll like you two as well."

[Kari Muffin]

Mom was talented. Both Falks and Ben agreed on that. Though Benedict was more in the sarcastic sense, while Falks believed that his mother was such a wonderful woman. Another reason why Ben wished he wasn't attached to his brother's tail.

"Oh? You have a brother?" Benedict seemed to perk a bit. "I certainly do hope that we can meet him one day. That would be fantastic. Falks needs to be more sociable anyway!"

"Hey...." the cat mix shot his brother a look.

Ben would have shot him an innocent look if he had been capable of expressions. Instead he said, "Falks. Door."

The boy's eyes widened as he turned around, only to run smack into the door that led to the kitchen. He made a small squeaking sound as he shuffled backwards. Ow. If he had free use of his hands he would have been clutching his nose.

Benedict peered over his brother's shoulder. "You all right?"

"No," he grumbled as tears started trickling down his face.

[Vyn]

Jovan grinned. He loved his family, all of them... even if he didn't spend as much time with Kryi and H.P. as he would've liked. At least he had Nico. "Oh, yeah. Two brothers and a sister, but you'll probably only meet Nico. He sticks pretty close to me..." Or maybe it was the other way around? Nico was so fragile and Jovan hated the idea of leaving him alone to get hurt.

And then Falks slammed into the door.

Jovan barely caught Ben's warning, a tad lost in his thoughts at that moment, and he flushed deeply in guilt that he hadn't been paying attention either. Usually he was pretty good at watching where other people were going.

Frowning with concern, he wrapped a tentacle carefully around Falks for a small hug. "How bad is it, Falks? Should I go get you some ice?" It was the very least he could do.

[Kari Muffin]

Falks was crying. Because it hurt, but mostly because he had managed to hit himself in the perfect spot that induce tears. He didn't protest when Jovan pulled him in for a hug.

Benedict would have looked worried if he was capable of displaying emotions. One day he hoped to have a face of some sort. Not like he would ever not be attached to his brother since he had all the important stuff that kept them both alive. Guh.

The skull craned around to look at his brother. His nose wasn't bleeding or anything, so that seemed fine. Perhaps it was just the fact that he had slammed it in the right place.

"I-I'm fine," the cat-bat said with a small whimper. He tried to blink away the tears but they just kept on coming. Why did he have to run into the door like that?

"He'll be fine... he just needs a minute."

[Vyn]

Jovan was always a sympathetic sort, especially after years of taking care of Nico. A crash like that would've done a great deal more damage to his brother than it had to Falks and he was terribly thankful for that.

"That's good." Gently he patted him on the back with a tentacle and smiled reassuringly. "I'm so used to poor Nico. He's got such fragile bones... Stumbles like that always end up in something broken." He kept wanting to peek at Falks's nose for just that reason, to make fully certain that the little bat mix hadn't broken it, but he held back for now. Falks said he was okay, after all. "When you're ready, we can keep on and go to the kitchen. I'm sure someone in there would be happy to help us get you some ice. It'll help make the throbbing stop."

Falks really did remind him of Nico. Perhaps that was why he couldn't help but worry over him so much? Next time he got the chance to, he'd definitely bring him over to meet Falks and Ben. He'd love them both, Jovan was certain of it.

[Kari Muffin]

"Thanks to the Solandrian Falks is built like a tank," Benedict commented.

Falks was still whimpering as he tried to blink away the tears. If he had had working hands it would have been so much easier to deal with. Not even Benedict could make this feel better with just his mouth to hold things. Guh. He made a pathetic sound before he actually managed to clear his eyes enough that he was able to see where he was going. "Ice sounds like a good idea..." he muttered.

Benedict took the opportunity to open the door while his brother was clearing his head. The kitchen was rather busy, so no one really seemed to take notice of them when they finally entered. Catching someone for ice might be more difficult than they intended. Actually getting anyone's attention seemed to be a task in itself.

"Maybe this was a bad idea...." Falks muttered.