First Flight (Open)

[biiirrrdsss]

Characters: Pipit and you!!
Setting: Around the tower basically anywhere you like
Format: I prefer action, but I'll follow!
Summary: Pipit wakes up and... does... everything people do when they wake up.
Warnings: BIRDS None, but I'll change it if I need a reason.

[room 2-06]

[Pipit's not really used to waking up with sleep paralysis or in a home he can legitimately breathe in, so needless to say, he does freak out a little bit when he wakes up - and once the paralysis wears off, he sits up quickly, to get a look at his surroundings.

This... sure isn't his house. It's way too clean.

Yeah, he notices all of his roomies that may or may not be in there, sure - and he'll be happy with greeting them, they all look so young! - but first what the hell is this jumpsuit he's in. Don't mind if he just gets into his tunic because seriously, he's not Ghirahim.

But once he's got everything settled - shield and sword on his back like they should be - he offers up a smile and a wave to those joining him. c:]

Mornin'!

[Yeah; he can ask about this place once introductions are over.]

[Any floor anywhere!!]

[Pipit's going to be wandering the tower for sure, checking every nook and cranny he can get to and trying to get his bearings. And also probably fighting off monster birds on the forest floor because holy hell these things have teeth what kind of birds have teeth. Feel free to run into this Link lookalike in the golden yellow tunic! Or trip him! Or whatever, he really doesn't mind anything!]

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[biiirrrdsss]

Yeah, I am --

... Did you just say "anybirdie"?

[... oh my gosh. Sorry Nageki but that is adorable.]

I just woke up here, though. So you're the first person I've met!

[nobirdie]

[ ... Ah, there we go. It took some fumbling, but he got the latch open. The first thing he grabs is a change of clothes.

And ignoring that question because he figures he can get back to it later, Pipit.

He looks in his things. Books, good--gotta have books! Hm... this is all human-sized stuff but--wait, what is this plush of him doing in here? Setting that aside, he doesn't really need it... that can go on the bed.

... And oh, some Country Millet beans! Two bags, even. Well, that was considerate, whoever packed it!

And finally, he finds the notes, but decides he'll read them when he's changed. ... He's kind of shy though, so obviously... ]

I'm going to go change.

[ And hopefully not kill anyone. He'll be back in a moment, once he finds the boy's bathroom. ]

[biiirrrdsss]

Alright. I'll... I guess I'll be here!

My name is Pipit, by the way - it was a pleasure meeting you!

[Yeah, despite all that, he still likes you and wants to get to know you better, Nageki.]

[nobirdie]

[ When he returns, he's wearing his sweater, a plain white tee, and a pair of pants and sneakers. Of course, it was somewhat cumbersome to figure all that out, but he's too stubborn to ask for help.

It takes him about seven minutes. ]

... I don't quite understand how it is you humans manage to move around when your bodies are so heavy and bumbling.

[ Seriously, he doesn't. ]

[biiirrrdsss]

Well, we're born like this, of course. You get kind of used to it, when you grow into it!

[That's said as he rubs the back of his head - he's one of the lightest students in the academy...]

But, you're speaking like you weren't human, before! What were you, if that's alright for me to ask?

[nobirdie]

A mourning dove.

[ Said without missing a beat as he sighs and looks down at himself. Still small, even as a person. Go figure. ]

I don't know why I'm human now. I... also don't know where we are, but it's big. A medical complex, maybe.

[ He took a peek in the halls. Sitting on the bed now and looking at this weird plush. Why on earth is this in his things... ]

[biiirrrdsss]

... Er; what's a "mourning dove"? And I apologize if my constant questions are bothering you, friend!
I'm afraid I'm not very worldly.

[Yeah, he's worried he's bothering Nageki.]

[nobirdie]

[ Someone is ALWAYS bothering him, though. But... god, this guy reminds him a little too much of Hiyoko. Too friendly.

... Well, he may as well explain it. ]

A species of bird. ... Actually, it would just be easier to show you.

[ Tossing you this plush, Pipit. Catch? ]

This is a poor replica, but I think you can get the general idea.

[biiirrrdsss]

[Yeah - he catches it easily, eyes widening at it.]

A bird? Really?

I... was a bit of a bird expert, back where I come from. We didn't have many species - just the Loftwings, Blue Birds, and Chirri - but I spent a lot of my time studying and befriending them.

[... He pauses then, before offering to toss the plush back with a motion. He's not sure if he should keep it, after all.]

... I'm sorry; that came out a bit awkward, didn't it? I must sound like a fanatic!

[nobirdie]

[ Caught! And he nods. Yes, he is a bird. ]

... I haven't seen many humans. They're... not very common where I live, though your ears are a little strange from the ones I've read about.

[ "Lived". Nor were they safe when he HAD been alive. ]

[biiirrrdsss]

My ears?

[... Oh that's a little embarrassing.]

Well, they're perfectly normal, where I come from. All humans have ears like this!

But, if you'd like, I could tell you more about humans! But only if you'd be willing to return the favor.

[nobirdie]

[ ... Eh. He doesn't exactly shake his head no, at least.

But now he's remembering those letters, hang on... reading them to himself, and--his expression hardens. ]

... Did you get one of these notes? I think they're telling us we're in another world entirely.

[ Dead serious. This is like science fiction; he's read all sorts of things about it, so it's not surprising to him. "Your world has been destroyed."

... He wants to panic, but he won't. He won't believe it. He'd left so much behind, it shouldn't be him who lives... no, it should be the others! ]

[biiirrrdsss]

I wouldn't doubt that much.

[He rolls over his bed deftly to grab his own notes, skimming through them easily.]

... They really sound like a bunch of nonsense, however.
Her Grace Hylia would never let our world fall to ruin that easily!

[nobirdie]

[ Pause. ]

... I don't buy it either.

[ He was dead. He was supposed to be gone. How could they have 'saved' someone whose body no longer existed to be saved? ]

If this IS a medical facility, then we should be careful.

[ Forgive him his wariness, but... he's had bad experiences. He'll leave the topic there, though, because he's in no mood to argue over deities he doesn't even know. ]

There isn't much to be interested in about me, at least. What... do you want to know?

[biiirrrdsss]

Oh, you don't understand; you're very interesting, in my eyes!

But... I don't even know your name. It'd be wrong of my to pry and not even know who you are.

[You are a talking, living person, Nageki; bird or not. B( He's not just going to start getting nitty gritty details out of you.]

[nobirdie]

[ ... Oh. Well. At least now he actually knows his name without being unsure of it.

He still doesn't find himself interesting, though. It's not like he has any presence, usually... ]

... It's Nageki. Nageki Fujishiro.

[ This is where you say, "Nice to meet you!" Nageki... ]

[biiirrrdsss]

Well then -

It's a pleasure, Nageki! I'm Pipit, as I've already said.

[He gets comfy, sitting on the edge of his own bed, and gives him a smile.]

Can you tell me what it was like to fly with your own wings?
Up until now, I've had to borrow my Loftwing's, after all.

[nobirdie]

[ ... Ah. ]

... I'm not sure I'd be the best to ask that to. I haven't done a lot of flying...

[ He supposes he'll need to consider it. Hm. ]

Useful, I suppose. I... can't say I imagined ever having arms. It's awkward.

[ How does words. Nageki that's not even what he meant sob. ]

[biiirrrdsss]

I see.

... I apologize for saying so, but you sound like you don't get out much.

[8C]

[nobirdie]

[ ... Ahahaha. ]

I didn't, no.

[ And he never will. He's dead. He's gone. He shouldn't... but anyway. ]

... I prefer books.

[biiirrrdsss]

Ah, I see - a reader! That's... awfully fitting, considering you are a mourning dove.

[Yes - are, not were.]

I suppose there's not a lot I can ask you then, yeah? If you spent a lot of time indoors, and most of my questions relate to the outside...

... Are you, perhaps, good at sketching? I know I'm going out on a limb here, but it doesn't hurt to ask!

[nobirdie]

[ Pipit you don't even know... have a small headshake, both to the asking him a lot about bird-type stuff and to the sketching. ]

... Sorry. I... might have a few biographies in the trunk, though?

[ Hey, there's that? ]

[biiirrrdsss]

That's alright. Books are just as great, to me!

Hey - we could even trade, if you'd like. I have one in my trunk as well, but it's about the birds from my home.

It's fairly new, as well.

[His... friends pitched in to buy it for him when they published it.]

[nobirdie]

[ ... You are making him feel bad Pipit. B-but... BOOKS. Well... ]

... Will you take care of them?

[ That's important, okay? :c ]

[biiirrrdsss]

Of course!

[He heads over to his own trunk, ruffling through the bird feathers and clothing to get his book, and holds it out to Nageki with a smile.

It's already thick from loose leaf paper being inserted as bookmarks and notes, but the book is in well kept condition itself, it's gold lettered title of "Loftwings and Surface Birds" glimmering.]

Either way, however, I'll let you borrow this - if you'd like, of course!
You're a reader, after all.