1st Bark [Action] because who can read anyways journals are useless etc

[dogboy]

[With the influx of New Feathers, no one's probably noticed this boy rolling on the ground trying to bite his wings. In the snow. With only those bare amount of clothes. And failing. S'hard being a human.

Once he finds out he can't though, he's reduced to being cold and miserable and sticking by the edge of the forest near the school because he sees all these humans and does not want to interact with them, so obviously the best way to go about this is to wait until it's not so light outside and then go look for someplace warm. And to stay away from those people. Yes, perfect.

The journal's pretty much abandoned beside the tree he's pressing against in some effort of being warm there is a reason he has never gone any place cold in his canon and that is because he is 1. under-dressed for it and 2. from a tropical island. Good luck trying to talking to him or anything though, because he's pretty distrustful of anything remotely human.]

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pfffft good luck man, my friend has it like that too and i use an emu...

[dogboy]

Magic can do that too? [He's only familiar with the kind used for fighting.]

That's... cool, I guess. But pretty weird.

[dogboy]

[He is quite the annoyance.]

You've helped enough! [... -- wait no that's not supposed to sound like he's grudgingly thankful for it UHHH whatever she's... nice and stuff.] I'm fine. If I can't find them in a week, then I'll believe you. They've gotta be here though...

[dogboy]

I wonder... if I meet someone from the future and they tell me something, can I remember it?

i decided to level them all the way up for fun, pfff. didn't save, though.

[mythmaker]

I suppose. I come from a world without magic, you see...now that you're warm, though, maybe I should go back and look for your journal. What would you like to do, Chien?

'maybe a muzzle would be better'.

[penetrated]

B-because I've spoken with them!

[isolating]

[...SIGH.]

Well, do what you want then.

ahhhh wow. that's cool.

[dogboy]

I'll keep your seat safe? [Would not want some stranger trying to take her seat and trying to talk to him. This means he'll cast dirty looks at anyone who comes by naturally.]

And your food too. When it comes around.

'i think a coffin serves you nicely'.

[dogboy]

I know them better than you do.

[dogboy]

[Which'll be sliding the journal beneath the couch and standing to go out. He'll pause at the door though, a little hesitant, and finally mutter something as he leaves.]

Thanks for the shelter.

[mythmaker]

That would be very kind of you. I'll hurry back then, alright? It would be best if you had the journal, after all. You can look through mine if you'd like, while I'm gone.

[She stands and leaves, then, talking to the chef on duty before heading out to get the journal. It's a good twenty minutes before she returns, if Chien is still waiting for her.]

[ooc; sob I also wanted to thank you for talking ToI with me! No one else I know has played it, pff.]

[dogboy]

[Of course he'd still be waiting! He said he would, right? And he'll still be flipping back until he can't anymore, experimenting some and looking through different things and pressing different buttons but not... replying to anything like that or anything. Just being purely amazed by the voices and stuff that come out.

-- And eating, too, because the food's definitely come by now. How fucking delicious.]

[ooc: yes of course!! i will always talk ToI with people <3 i mean, it's kind of the least i can do in thanks to the people who got me into this canon.]

[mythmaker]

[The sound of a bell jingling against the door is the first sign that Azusa's returned. She lets out a sigh of relief, commenting to the chef on duty again about the weather before moving back to their table and holding out a journal for Chien to take. Hopefully, it's his, and not someone else's!]

Ah, I hope I didn't take too long, Chien! It was buried under the snow.

[And if he's tasted her soup and club sandwich, she really doesn't mind.]

[ooc; I need to pick it up again, I stopped after I decided to completely break the game and ran around at too high of a level.]

[dogboy]

[Just a nibble and a sip, he swears! And he'll look right up when he hears the bell ring, taking the journal from her and moving hers back to the other side.]

Not long, but your soup's not so hot anymore. Still good-- I mean, um, it should still be good though.

[Perfect cover up Chien.]

[ooc: pffffft I need to finish it myself... I'm not actually after the fight at Galpos, I'm stuck on it. Because Ber keeps tackling me.]

'bring it bitch'.

[penetrated]

Well... that's probably the case, but...

'oh i'll bring it whore'.

[dogboy]

So you can't be tricked by them. They've already tried to fool me twice now.

[forgiatura]

[ Welp. Chien's friendly as ever. ]

The hell'd I ever do to you, huh?

[ Leaning forward a little. Sup, bro. ]

[mythmaker]

My, my, is it...? As long as it's still a little warm, it'll be fine.

[She really doesn't mind, she'll eat it anyways. She'll nibble on her sandwich while Chien eats or looks over his journal, whichever he likes.]

[ooc; oooh. It gets harder, then? sometimes it feels a little too easy, since I like, never have to use skills]

[dogboy]

[Pressing back against the tree, get out bro.]

Lied, tried to make a fool of me, and you keep getting in the way of my-- our Utopia!

[dogboy]

[Oh, he's doing both at once, really. Utensils looked important to use so he's basically only using his fork to pick the meat up and chow down on it, but at least he's careful not to get anything on his journal while he flips through it.]

So it's all the same... I wonder if Lady Mathias knows about this kind of magic.

[ooc: yeah! his first fight was a breeze for me, as were most of them to that point, but he really got stronger for his second fight...]

[fideliter]

[ ... Welp. Since she very much does not believe he is going to come with her to a warm house, the least she can do is try and get him to go inside some place. ]

There are a few large buildings around the village that house many people in separate rooms, and they are difficult to miss. I would advise you to find one of them so you can, at the least, get warm on your own.

[ Is that good enough? If she can't help him by bringing him home, she can at least tell him where he can get warm by himself. It's better than leaving him in the cold. ]

[dogboy]

Uh huh.

[Nope he's not listening. The tree's a wonderful companion.]

[forgiatura]

[ Spada's harmless!

Worst case scenario, Chien's not from the same point in time. Inconvenient, but he'll live. ... It means he backs up a little, though, stands up straight. ]

Look, you don't gotta sit out here and freeze to death is all I'm sayin'.

[dogboy]

[He has cuts that say otherwise.

And that makes Chien even more on guard, narrowing his eyes and glancing about for the rest of those liars.]

I'm fine, so go away!

[mythmaker]

I can't say for sure. It seems a lot of people from the same worlds end up here, so she might be here as well.

[She doesn't mind his lack of manners. She thinks it's a little cute, actually.]

[ooc; .../charges my DS. I'm only at the island that definitely isn't Japan.]

[forgiatura]

[ Spada doesn't want to fight with him over this, but he eyes him for a good few moments, lips tugging down but kept in a thin line. (It's really sad watching him.) ]

You got any idea where you're gonna stay? Can't just stand around this tree all winter, you know.