it's all in your hands...

[notachickenhawk]

Characters: Tobias and you!
Setting: Room 1-10 and surrounding rooms, Floor 32 ("Earth" forest), Floor 1 (Cafeteria)
Format: Either.
Summary: Tobias wakes up and attempts to figure out what's going on.
Warnings: None I can think of. Suspicious birdface?


[Room 1-10]

Tobias bolts awake, wings flapping, because part of his brain has sensed that this is an enclosed space and he needs to get out. He screeches and flips himself up off the bed, hawk instincts screaming at him that he needs to get out!

He flies towards the door, and lands on the knob, trying to turn it. Out out out he has to get out!

Someone might want to try to calm down the panicking bird with a green collar on.



[Floor 32]

Finally, he's found something that looks familiar. Tobias wheels off from the stairs to go head into the forest. He needs some food, and he needs to rest his wings. But something's wrong.

The instant he leaves the staircase, he heads into a dive. It's uncontrolled, and he screeches. Tobias flaps his wings desperately, trying to get himself to fly - but he crashes into the ground, stunned. It'll take a few moments to get himself back to enough of a mental state to try to hop back towards the staircase.



[Floor 1]

A quick peek at this level had revealed it was a cafeteria, and while he's suspicious this place seems built for humans. So Tobias had flown up to the level above and morphed human - finding himself in a skintight white suit. He's not even going there right now, but he heads downstairs (barefoot), squinting a bit at terrible human sight.

When he gets down there, though, he freezes. He hasn't been in a cafeteria in years. And yeah, this isn't a school cafeteria, but he doesn't know the rules. Someone might want to get him to move - he's blocking the stairs.

Comments

Floor 32

[heavenscorpse]

[Birds generally know how to fly, and do not crash facefirst into the ground. It's something that they learn fairly quickly. Monsters, too, usually aren't dumb.

Thus, a hawk crashing as it enters the forest catches V/V's attention long enough for her to notice the collar. Oh, so it's a prisoner too...]

Are you okay? [V/V approaches where Tobias fell, not expecting him to answer.]

[notachickenhawk]

[He doesn't answer. He doesn't want to give anyone an idea of the fact that he's not a normal hawk. There's no telling how many Controllers are here. He attempts to struggle to a 'standing' position, spreading his wings slightly to appear bigger.]

[heavenscorpse]

You look hurt.

[V/V attempts to pick him up. Bad idea? Possibly. Person who has never dealt with an actual animal? V/V.

[notachickenhawk]

[He lashes out with his talons and beak, trying to get her to back away.]

[heavenscorpse]

Ow!

[V/V is soft and fleshy. However, after rubbing his arm, she fixes Tobias with an annoyed look.]

Let me see if you're okay.

[notachickenhawk]

[He spreads his wings, trying to get her to leave him alone. He doesn't know her, he doesn't trust her.]

[heavenscorpse]

You can't fly on this floor. That's why you crashed. And I will follow you around until I'm sure you're okay, okay.

[notachickenhawk]

[He lets out a small squawk, and starts attempting to hop towards the staircase. One of his wings sags a little, but it's mostly just strained.]

[heavenscorpse]

[True to her word, she follows him onto it.]

You should get somebody to look at your wing.

[notachickenhawk]

[He turns his head to glare at her, before continuing onto the staircase. Once there, he flaps hard. It's a lot of work to get into the air without updrafts, but he manages it eventually.]

[heavenscorpse]

[You know what?

You know what?

She'll fly after you.

[notachickenhawk]

[He screeches, and attempts to fly down the stairs in order to lose her.]

[heavenscorpse]

[Sorry to anyone who gets knocked over in the process, but V/V has a bird captive here to worry about and she's determined now to chase him down to the administrative levels if necessary.]

[notachickenhawk]

[He dives down the stairs, and when he spots the meadow floor he makes a sharp turn into it, letting the thermals carry him up.]

[heavenscorpse]

[V/V's not as maneuverable as a small hawk, but she'll follow as best she can.]

You're really fast...!

[notachickenhawk]

[He turns to glare at her. She's definitely not a normal human.]

<What are you?!>

[heavenscorpse]

Oh, you talk? [She didn't think he could do that based on how he wasn't doing it.]

I'm from Venus.

[notachickenhawk]

[He hovers in the air a bit, riding thermals back and forth.]

<That answers where you're from, not what you are.>

[heavenscorpse]

Doesn't that make me an alien though? If you're from not-Venus. Are you from Venus too?

[notachickenhawk]

<No. But there's lots of kinds of aliens. Which kind are you?>

[heavenscorpse]

I don't really have a 'kind'... I'm a plant.

[She's serious about this.

[notachickenhawk]

[Uh.]

<What?>

[heavenscorpse]

This would be an easier conversation if you perched in a tree or something and I landed.

[notachickenhawk]

[He dives down, heading for the grass. He spreads his wings to cut his speed, and lands, looking up at her expectantly.]

[heavenscorpse]

[V/V lands and sits down on the grass.]

Thank you. I don't know how you're talking but it's hard for me to talk and fly. Um, right, so I'm a plant from Venus. This isn't really what my original body looks like, it's something I'm projecting. My real body wouldn't fit in the tower, probably.