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[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

Characters: The Summoner and YOU
Setting: Around!
Format: Action to start, but I’ll follow
Summary: Somebody's po’d about suddenly being not at home!
Warnings: None at the moment

[He’ll only stay in this room as long as he’s forced here, he resolves. Being caught so completely, staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling, is neither pleasant nor comforting. In fact, if he allowed himself these thoughts anyway, it rather terrifies him. Nothing like being dropped into an unfamiliar and likely dangerous situation with a body that won’t move. His mind reels as he waits: Gotta be a highblood plot, right? But how would they have found him… hmm.  And what about his cavalreapers?  Everything feels off-kilter and strange, and the very moment he can, he slips across the communal respiteblock floor, wings half opened, and tries the door]

[AND LATER he’s moving carefully through each floor, suspicious and irritated. His head is held at an odd angle as he explores, lowered slightly so he’s forced to peer up through his brows to see, but his horns carve a sharp, dangerous arc through the air, settled at just about goring level. It’s not really the best threat, but he’s made them work for him in the past when he’s been desperate. And hey, if this isn’t a desperate situation here, without his soldiers or his beasts or his weapons, then he doesn’t know what is! So yeah... watch out, guys… This troll fit to snap at the first thing that looks at him wrong…]

Comments

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Mr. Chocolate-Peanut-Butter-Milkshake!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[lksjdlkjf... LKJSDLKFJLSDF laughs]

Well that's a mouthful. [He is not objecting though!]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

A much tastier mouthful!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Heh... HEH. Alright, nods, his wings doing a pleased little flutter against his back]

Is your name as tasty a mouthful as that, then?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

No! My name is Terezi.

[She rocks back on her heels.]

Why do you have wings?

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[Huu... shrugs sort of lazily, wings opening halfway. Showing off? NO NEVER]

Just lucky, I think. Maybe as a compromise for the horns! [HEH]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

It seems to me like flying around with those horns would be pretty hard!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

It was at first! But with practice, you can get used to things that like, even if it seems kind of troublesome when you start. [Being able to fly was worth it, really ('8]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[WHATEVER MAN.]

You remind me of someone!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[DON'T YOU WHATEVER HIM. POSITIVE THINKING IS A COOL THING THAT IS IMPORTANT!!!]

A good someone, I hope.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

My friend! His name is Tavros.

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[...he is intensely amused at this! Because Tavros is a babby him, or at least close enough that it doesn't matter ljsdf Also! The fact that she is his friend is definite points in her favor 8>]

I met him...! He seems like a good kid.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

What did he do?

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

Well... I'm a pretty good guy, and... he reminds me of me! [lkjslkdjflkj he is only mostly kidding]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She laughs.]

Laaaame! I mean, what did he do when he saw you?

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

Ah... [Eheh, chuckles!]

He was surprised at first. [As was... the Summoner, but shh] Mostly though we introduced ourselves, and he told me a little about what everyone has been telling you all. [There may or may not have been personal space invasion involved.........]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

I bet he was excited!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

Excited...? No, mostly just helpful. [...] And nervous.

Should he... have been excited?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her head, considering this.]

Mayyybe. Maybe I am wrong!

[cabecilla.livejournal.com]

[WHAT NO NOW HE'S CURIOUS]

Why did you think he would be excited? [........] Other then, of course, that I am a pretty exciting guy, I mean.