towerofanimus | First Flight (Open)

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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[OH YES LOOK AT LINK'S FACE LIGHT UP]

I think that would be a great way to pay me back.

[He is trying to still act all calm and collected but shit man NEW SWORD TECHNIQUES YES PLEASE]

Alright! Then we have a deal. I borrow the weapons you rarely use for a week or so, and I teach you new techniques!

[He gives him a wide, sunny smile at that; yes that is a fair trade.]

[He nods.]

Which would you like to do first, then?

[ovo]

[He thinks for a moment.]

We could go get the tools for you now, if you wanted.

I'd like that then, yes.

But I'll do whatever you'd like to, Link!

[But that beetle.... ovo]

[He grins and stands up, taking his still kind of full plate to the garbage. Sorry, he wasn't very hungry ;o;

He then returns]

Alright then, let's head over to my room.

[It's alright; he's not gonna finish his own food anyway. He can come back later for something with flavor.]

Right; let's go! You lead the way, Link!

[And so he takes him to his room and when they get there, he opens the door to let Pipit in. Luckily, his roommates weren't home! No awkward hellos or anything.]

[And he gives him a polite bow of his head in thanks as he enters, waiting inside for him.]

[He closes the door behind him and goes over to his trunk. Upon opening it, he is greeted with his tools and a few bottles along with his civilian clothes.

He stays there for a moment, staring at the bottles quietly. Just looking at them brought up the terrifying memory of what happened a few nights ago, this was going to be a problem.

He then gets an idea.

He takes the tools out and sets them down behind them, then he takes his bottles out and hands them to Pipit.]

Here, take these as well, please.

[There were 4 in total, one empty, one with red potion, one with stamina potion, and one with a fairy.]

[Pipit almost gapes at that, before shaking his head and pushing them back to the other.]

N-no, I can't. That's... those...

I-it's...

[how do you explain to someone that the fairy is pretty much PRICELESS and that he doesn't really like accepting help??]

I would much rather you have these, I do not want them.

[Don't make him explain why.]

I... suppose...

If you insist, then I'll take good care of them, Link.

[He bows his head in thanks and... wonders. Where the hell to put them. He has nothing to carry them in, since he usually only has one bottle...]

[He smiles.]

Thank you.

... Normally, you don't thank people for receiving a gift, Link!

I'd ask if something happened with them, but... I'm sure you wouldn't give me damaged things.

[He places them on the bed gently then, smiling as he watches the fairy swirl around in the glass.

... He might. Get her a more comfortable area to fly in, because like hell is he going to waste another living creature on himself.]

[hey what if the fairy was a guy

fucking rude!!!!]

...the bottles are not damaged, they're in perfect condition and the potions are fairly new.

[He looks to the side for a moment.]

I would not mind telling you, if you didn't mind hearing a gruesome story.

[WELL THEN
HIM
OK]

Ah; I thought that was the deal.
I can handle a little gore, Link - it's alright.

{GOD

He walks over and sits on his bed.]

A few days ago, I was invited to play a game of Hide and Seek. Usually, in a place like this, it would be wise to reject an invitation like that but I was curious. I decided to play, which was a terrible idea.

There were others who played too, and we were hiding from little toys. Stuffed animals of some sort.

The game itself doesn't sound frightening but if you got caught...

[He looks up at Pipit.]

...you were killed.

[He shivers a little.]

What seemed like a good hiding spot only hid me for a few hours before I was found. From then on, I was drug into a kitchen and my body had been mangled and cut up and shoved into bottles. Of course, the bear started with my feet to make it last.

[Worst way to die ever.]

Edited 2012-03-05 19:02 (UTC)

[The Senior knight listens intently, arms crossed and his brows furrowed.

... This place really is terrible.]

... I understand why you don't want them anymore, then.
I'll gladly take them from you; I'd hate for you to have something around that could cause you to relive that.

[He smiles again and nods.]

[And turns his attention to his tools.]

So what would you like to learn how to use first?

small>[He had his Beetle, his bow, his slingshot, and his double clawshots.]

... That bug has always interested me! I've never seen a machine fly, before.

Well - [a laugh] - except for Beedle's shop and your "robot" friend.

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