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cabecilla.livejournal.com) wrote in
towerofanimus2011-11-21 07:37 pm
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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…]
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…]

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Oh okay mister troll! What do you want me to call you? [He had learnt that lots of adults didn't like him calling them sir here.]
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Mister is uh... also a thing you don't have to call me. [Smiles, at last!]
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It's nice to meet you um... too. [Little head tilt] How old are you, Romeo?
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So you've met other trolls then?
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[...did I mention 'friend' means the same thing as 'enemy' to a troll? Yep, that's definitely the definition of friend he's going with here...!]
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Oh, there's far too many of them for me to know all their names...! Probably I would know them if I saw them though. [Since most of them are highbloods... pff]
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I'm sure I will come across them eventually. [...] Do you have any uh... friends here?
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[He grins] Only Piccolo came with me! [He reaches into his pocket and brings out a white weasel to show the Summoner] But I made lots of friends here! Everyones really nice!
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That is uh... very good. I am glad you've found a number of friends, since that seems to be a thing that you enjoy. [Even if he doesn't get it!] It also must be nice that your lusus came with you here...!
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Oh Piccolo isn't my lusus mister Summoner [Napeta taught him about lusus'!] Human's don't have lusus' mister Summoner, Piccolo is just my friend!
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What do you mean you don't have lusii?
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We don't have lusii mister Summoner, we have parents. Like other human people and we grow inside their tummies and then they bring us up! Most people have two, but some only have one and some don't have any and that's sad but other people sometimes look after them.
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That doesn't make any sense...! Why would the host humans take care of wiggler humans? [How do the wiggler humans get out...... lksjdf looks... so grossed out by all of this!]
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Why is it the 'parents'' job? Don't that have real jobs to do?
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How do they uhm... get stronger if adults are always taking care of them? Do the 'parents,' put them through their trials, too...?
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