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towerofanimus2011-09-26 12:14 pm
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[first kingdom] a monstrous new arrival. (open)
Characters: Keiki and YOU
Setting: Dormitory second floor.
Format: ANY
Summary: oh there's aunicorn kirin in the tower.
welp.
wait why is it on a bed. Why did it just summon creepy demons from its trunk.
Warnings: pissy emotionally-atrophied kirin.
As far as kirins went, Keiki was hardly inexperienced at being kidnapped and contained for various nefarious purposes. Kirin were good for that. Easy to compel, easier to contain, and generally very agreeable to coercion. To a point. For being one of the youngest kirin alive, Keiki had had his fair share of illness and containment.
So when he found himself lying paralysed on a bed, hooves tearing small holes in the sheets beneath him, his reaction was a good deal more subdued than one might expect from his kind. He sat, calmly, thinking over his options and which government officials might have enough reason to take the Taiho hostage, until he could move. That was somewhat of a surprise, but he scrambled up and down onto the floor with what grace he could muster whilst tangled in sheets and bedding.
Hmph, was his first impression of the room. Not decorated much, and his bed was only one of several, all with signs of occupation. Kaiko.
The small chest at the end of his bed - his? He supposed it would do - juddered under the force of the demons contained within it, and it didn't take long to open it and release the five shadows. Angered and scared by their imprisonment away from Keiki, no matter how short the time, the dark, indistinct forms swirled around him and the room itself.
Setting: Dormitory second floor.
Format: ANY
Summary: oh there's a
welp.
wait why is it on a bed. Why did it just summon creepy demons from its trunk.
Warnings: pissy emotionally-atrophied kirin.
As far as kirins went, Keiki was hardly inexperienced at being kidnapped and contained for various nefarious purposes. Kirin were good for that. Easy to compel, easier to contain, and generally very agreeable to coercion. To a point. For being one of the youngest kirin alive, Keiki had had his fair share of illness and containment.
So when he found himself lying paralysed on a bed, hooves tearing small holes in the sheets beneath him, his reaction was a good deal more subdued than one might expect from his kind. He sat, calmly, thinking over his options and which government officials might have enough reason to take the Taiho hostage, until he could move. That was somewhat of a surprise, but he scrambled up and down onto the floor with what grace he could muster whilst tangled in sheets and bedding.
Hmph, was his first impression of the room. Not decorated much, and his bed was only one of several, all with signs of occupation. Kaiko.
The small chest at the end of his bed - his? He supposed it would do - juddered under the force of the demons contained within it, and it didn't take long to open it and release the five shadows. Angered and scared by their imprisonment away from Keiki, no matter how short the time, the dark, indistinct forms swirled around him and the room itself.
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"Is something wrong? I just never learned about that stuff when I was growing up," he admitted sheepishly.
"Anyway, this place has the kitchen," Ven began, motioning to the general vicinity that was the first floor cafeteria. "This is where all the food comes from. Although you have to eat oatmeal for your first meal for some reason. It's really weird."
aaaa sorry m_ _m
That or his education was horribly lacking, but Keiki would never be so impolite as to suggest that. At the oatmeal comment, however, he blinked. "They give no reason?"
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"Nope. Except that you can't eat anything else until you eat the oatmeal first. Otherwise you just throw it up," He added nonchalantly. Beautiful mental image there, isn't it.