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Post by Kari Muffin on Aug 9, 2011 0:32:26 GMT -5
(( Notes on Appearance: Myron will be left with the now 4 legged, dual handed, body. The water globes and strange mist-like formations will remain ghosting his form for all his life.
These mists will cause intense confusion in Cards ranked 8 and lower to the point where they will barely be able to remember their names until ten minutes after he has left their presence.)) He had just wanted to go and get some supplies like Radz and Eurwen had asked. They had trusted him to go alone for once, and of course he had screwed up. He always screwed up. He couldn't count properly, he couldn't do simple tasks, he could only get in the way. They should have known the owner of the store was an eight. Had they forgotten? Ever since Eurwen had increased her rank and had a boyfriend she forgot about him. Radz said it was normal but it just... He sniffed lamely as he padded down the street looking for another shop. He tried not to look like he was going to try. He looked like an adult, everyone said that, so he was supposed to act like one. Even if he didn't really get it. He still couldn't even read properly. The bird with too many limbs froze for a moment when he realized he wasn't in a place he recognized. Oh no no no. This was bad. |
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Post by /|/afamere on Aug 9, 2011 1:38:58 GMT -5
White Peacock Wings: The wings give off an incredibly powerful aura of self-assurance, whether or not he feels it.
He didn't quite know why he was visiting the Capital today, but he knew that there was just some reason that he had to come. Something inside told him that this was the place that he needed to be and this was where something great was going to happen. It was rather odd. He had been sitting in his own office and wondered to himself what it would be like to just set the pen down and let a jack take care of the paper work that he instead of him taking the time and reading each thing. Today's topics on his desk wasn't all that important either... mostly complaints that he had requested for a month ago that had finally found their way to his desk. So he thought to himself, most of these complaints should have already been cleared out by now and if something does arise then he could deal with them later. so with that thought he gave his guard a personal day off and grabbed a few things from his room and flew from the window not really knowing where he was going to. So nothing less to say... he was bored and was just flying about using both wings to hold the current that surrounded him, feeling the gravity pull him to the ground, the drag of each of his feathers as they created lift on his wing tips, the ideal movements from his muscles causing the force to propel him through the currents that wrapped around him so tightly. He was lost in his own world and wasn't quite paying attention and flew right through the industrial district of the Capital... and he flew through a smoke cloud of burnt ammonia from a cleaning plant and that caused him to choked up and it caused him to fall right out of the sky coughing his lungs out spiraling down. He had enough thought of how close the ground was coming and he quickly snapped open his wings to attempt to catch enough air beneath his feathers to stop from hurting himself too badly. Though he was quite wrong. he caught enough just to keep himself from hitting a wall and instead landing in a pile of trash that had accumulated from time of poor waste management. There was a rush of wind a streak of maroon and purple and a loud sound of something hitting lots of trash and scraps. Sabe couldn't help himself... this wasn't his first time blundering into something like this, some point where he could have died or caused serious injury, but this time all it hurt was his pride as a avian. He leaned up and pulled a banana pill from his head and threw it to the side as he gave a hearty laugh. He glanced up and saw a figure before him. He stopped for a moment and saw that he had an extra set of arms and legs. It was rather spectacular to him. He raised his hand to him, "Mind helping me out right quick sir?" he said as he used his other hand to wipe off what seemed to be coffee grinds. He looked back up at the man before him and then paused. What stood before him was a Silky... this was rather odd since he had seen and heard of the loss of the people, and to see one in the flesh was something that he thought he wouldn't see again. Not to mention he was a club at that. "What is your name sir?" he asked as he started to move a bit more not willing to get the other as dirty as himself, but if he offered he would take the hand and get up... he was a club after all, so he was probably used to working hard. He smiled at him. "My name is Sabe." he said as he smiled, dropping title and rank, after all... his Queen of Clubs mark was clawed so badly it wasn't almost recognizable. He had scars all over his body that looked to have been gotten from an intense fight or two. Though mostly it was his white wings that where white, he had two sets of wings after all... so he hopped that would break the tension. |
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Post by Kari Muffin on Aug 9, 2011 12:06:11 GMT -5
The bird let out a chirp of surprise when someone suddenly flopped into a pile of garbage near him. His feathers puffed up as he backed away slightly, eyes as wide as dinner plates. What was going on?
When the man spoke he still looked utterly terrified. He shifted uncomfortable. Whoever this man was he just wanted help so... that wouldn't be too hard. He would have offered a hand if his jacket hadn't suddenly rebound itself. The squeak of surprise of escaped him, so he offered one of his front feet for the man to grab onto.
"N-name? I'm Myron," he said as he tried not to look like he was about to cry. "It's... nice to meet you Mister Sabe. I um... you wouldn't happen to know where we are. Y-you just feel out of the sky so it might be stupid to ask..."
How was he supposed to interact with people again?
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Post by /|/afamere on Aug 9, 2011 18:48:47 GMT -5
Sabe looked up to the man and quickly started to note things about him. The way he was talking and the way his eyes seemed to gather up a bit of tears did he just take the offered claw and lift himself up out of the thrash. Once up he released the offered claw and stood up brushing off other odd assortments of trash from his body. Even though he was brushing himself off he smiled and looked towards him again.
"So I take it that your quite lost then it seems." he said as he finally thought he got himself clean as best as he could without a shower. Though he did seem to have a stench about him that just wouldn't go away no matter how fast he moved about. He gazed at the one before him and knew that this one didn't know who he wasn't and wasn't calling him by title. That gave him some satisfaction that he didn't get babied by others and "Yes sirs" and "No Sirs". He sighed and looked about.
He had never been walking through this place and never really looked down much when he flew over it. After all... what business did he have here? None that he could recall and he knew that he couldn't go flying now because the one before him was wrapped up in a straight jacket. So he wouldn't leave him stranded.
"So, I guess we can walk awhile till we reconize something." he said with a smile and a shrug, "Well its not stupid, I should have been watching where I was going and I hadn't." he said not relizing just yet that the man before him had the mind of a child.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Aug 9, 2011 22:21:17 GMT -5
Myron watched with his beak clamped shut, feeling nothing but awkward and was still doing his best not to cry. Crying in front of strangers was bad. He had been told enough to understand that.
"Y-yes, I'm really really lost," he said as he hiccuped. No, no crying. Bad body. His toes scratched against the ground as he tried to stand still and focus. Maybe he knew the way out? There was still hope.
Then that hope was crushed. Flat like a pancake.
"Oh," He said with a small whimper. He visibly drooped with disappointment. Now he was lost with a stranger who smelled funny. At least he didn't think he was stupid? "Um... so... I came from that way I think, Mister... but I don't know which way you came from. You just fell from the sky." The distress in his voice was evident, as well as the indecision.
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Post by /|/afamere on Aug 9, 2011 22:54:21 GMT -5
Sabe was about to say something after he had stated that he was "Really really" lost... which was really odd for a grown man to say, but each there own, he thought as he gave a mental shrug. He waited and then nodded.
"So you come from that way, and I came from up there." he said as he pointed once down the street and the second time up in the air.
He looked about and didn't see a soul, and he was just too proud of a person to be asking anyone for directions. So he gave a physical shrug and smiled to Myron.
"Well Mayron, where do you stay or work at? I'll take you back there in a jiffy." he said as he craned his long neck one way and then the other, leaning heavy on his cane that had wicked spikes where he carefully placed his hand in. If Mayron looked closely he could see that Sabe was covered in scars from many fights, though he wouldn't know how many unless asked, he might even be surprised to know that this was only from two fights. Who all could say that they fought The Queen of Hearts and walked away?
"Don't worry, I think that this smell will ware off soon, and if not then I can fix that for a bit to give you some reprieve of my stench." he said with a hearty laugh.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Aug 11, 2011 13:22:48 GMT -5
Okay so they had come from the same direction then. That was good right? The bird's talons tapped on the ground lightly out of anxiety. This man must have been a high rank. He was big, confident and scary and covered in scars. And he had something that could be a weapon.
Then again Eurwen was tiny, cute and covered in scars, so maybe the scars were deceptive? The corners of his beak tried to twitch into a smile, but didn't make it very far.
"I um live on tenth street in one of the places that looks like a warehouse," he swallowed and tried to look remotely confident. It was the truth, he knew exactly where he lived, he just didn't know where he was.
The sparrow blinked with surprise as the man started laughing. It was funny that he smelled bad? He gave a small chuckle, looking rather timid as he did so.
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