[Intro] And then the sun shone in Dover, at noon

[firstbornoflot]

The words flow from his trembling hand, blood smears onto the shaking page as the battle slowly dies out. The Channel's waters are calm as he writes his dying words.

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[blindbomber]

If he gets hungry at some point, there's a very tall teenager with very large wings cooking in the kitchen. He's making enough food to feed a small horde, though really it's just lunch for himself.

He's very happy to share though.

I'm sorry. I can never resist sending Iggy to the newly dead/religious sorts. ^^

[firstbornoflot]

Cue more wtfage, because Sir Gawain always pictured Angels exactly as Iggy looks, blindness aside.

He blinks, then falls on his knees.

"By the love of the Virgin," he says, "pray tell me what comes of this."

Even if he's probably been briefed by Daeron, seeing his brother would have confused him right back to where he started.

^^ You are marvelous.

[blindbomber]

The muffled thump of knees hitting the floor and an unknown voice startle Iggy out of his zen-like meditation on food and the making thereof. "Ah!" His feathers all ruffle and he turns towards the sound. "Warn a guy. You alright there?" It sounded like the person had fallen...

Thank you thank you. *bows* ^^ ♥

[firstbornoflot]

"Aye," he replies, and is taken aback by the Angel's informal manner. "I would know of my fate, pray, and of the fate of Britain."

[blindbomber]

"Oh. Um. Then, hi. You're in the kitchen. Where you can eat if you want?" He shrugs a shoulder and turns to fully face the strange guy. "And, last I heard, Britain was still around." There's a bit of a pause.

"Hungry?"

[firstbornoflot]

Much to his distress, that's exactly the moment that Gawain's stomach decides to garble at him.

"--- Aye, I am," he manages to reply, and is clearly confused by this state of affairs.

[blindbomber]

"Well, I'm not going to bite or anything," Iggy says, trying to put on a more relaxed apperance and tone. "Have a seat. I'm making some lunch and there's enough for two." It involves potatoes, beef, and onions with some greens and sauces thrown in for something of a stir-fry.

"So are you new?"

[firstbornoflot]

This is just so strange. "--- my thanks," he replies. If it has to be this way -- well, he might as well have a bite.

"I am new come, aye, fresh from the battle of Dover. I am Sir Gawain, son of Lot of Orkney."

[blindbomber]

Iggy's hoping that if he keeps people on their toes, maybe they won't ask the dreaded 'angel' question.

"Nice to meet you," Iggy says, taking the food off the fire and setting it aside to grab two large plates and forks. "I'm Icarus or Iggy. Whatever you want to call me. Did someone give you the basics already?" He dishes out two portions while he speaks, picking up one plate and walking over to set it down in front of Gawain.

"Did you want some water or juice or milk or something?"

[firstbornoflot]

This is someone who knows his classics. Gawain has to ask - and this in fact makes so much more sense than the angel hypothesis.

"Icarus, son of Dedalus?" -- it would explain why the lad seems so at ease, and his blindness is not even impossible to explain, if he stared into the sun so closely.

He's too bewildered to answer the other question.

[blindbomber]

"Just Icarus." He knows his classics too. "I'm pretty sure Dedalus doesn't want anything to do with me." You know, since he'd taken his son's name and all. He'd thought it was kind of amusing before.

"Here." He sets a tall glass of ice water in front of Gawain before sitting at his own place, wings shifting behind him as he balances on the stool that seemed to pop up for him to sit comfortably.

[firstbornoflot]

Ah, Father Issues TM. Gawain nods, doesn't say more on the matter of Dedalus, though that alone...

"My thanks," he says, and takes the glass of water, then a long gulp.

The sigh of appreciation is testament to how thirsty he was.

[blindbomber]

Iggy nods and smiles again before starting in on his food. "So, someone gave you the explaination?"

Whoa hello HTML fail, long time no see!

[firstbornoflot]

"-- aye, though it makes little sense to me."

He's about to have it, don't have the particulars yet, though I do know what to expect from Daeron. XD

HTML fail and I are good friends.

[blindbomber]

Iggy nods. "Yeah, this place is like that. But, it's not bad and there are a lot of friendly people here." And that's important to him.

Since kindergarten? XD

[firstbornoflot]

"-- I was told this was not hell," he ventures after a moment.