[Thread] Stretching His Legs
Characters: Danny Phantom (OU), Open
Where: The Park
When: A bit after the resolution of the meatpuppet plot
Summary: Danny feels the need to get out and explore a bit, and maybe meet some new people.
Warnings: None yet.
Danny knew he hadn't been trapped in this place long, but it already felt like an eternity. Any one of the things he'd seen or heard since he'd come here could have knocked him right over... it was just too much. His cute cousin, grown up and more mature than he was. Not to mention stronger, although he had to admit he hadn't done his best on offense there, just trying to keep her from killing him or someone else. Danny had been controlled like that before, so of course he couldn't blame Dani, even if the bruises were still healing.
And the other news she'd given him, or the bits of it he'd listened to. Part of him knew he was just being a coward, not wanting to hear the whole thing yet, not even wanting to visit Dani just yet when he didn't know how to comfort her. And all of that was beside the bigger point of being trapped here, surrounded by strangers, even if some of them looked pretty familiar.
After a while, his unoccupied and still-undecorated room was starting to make him feel claustrophobic. But he didn't feel ready to go and face the music just yet, and he hadn't really had a look around anyway, since his previous explorations had been mostly focused on avoiding Dani hunting him down and killing him. Now he could just take a leisurely walk, try to let things settle down. Maybe everything'd feel less like the end of the world after he had some fresh air.
Danny found himself heading towards the park, where he and Garth had found that 'Brainy' kid before. Was that guy doing all right..? He should ask Garth about it. Wandering along the gravel path, idly considering flying but figuring he wasn't in any hurry, Danny kicked along a stone.
What he needed was someone to talk to who wouldn't bring up his upcoming death or his other selves or anything like that. Danny made himself stop slouching and looked around, still walking ahead. If he met anyone along the way, he could try introducing himself, and maybe make a new friend or friends, assuming whoever he met wasn't a complete jerk. Maybe he'd earned some good luck by now, too.
Where: The Park
When: A bit after the resolution of the meatpuppet plot
Summary: Danny feels the need to get out and explore a bit, and maybe meet some new people.
Warnings: None yet.
Danny knew he hadn't been trapped in this place long, but it already felt like an eternity. Any one of the things he'd seen or heard since he'd come here could have knocked him right over... it was just too much. His cute cousin, grown up and more mature than he was. Not to mention stronger, although he had to admit he hadn't done his best on offense there, just trying to keep her from killing him or someone else. Danny had been controlled like that before, so of course he couldn't blame Dani, even if the bruises were still healing.
And the other news she'd given him, or the bits of it he'd listened to. Part of him knew he was just being a coward, not wanting to hear the whole thing yet, not even wanting to visit Dani just yet when he didn't know how to comfort her. And all of that was beside the bigger point of being trapped here, surrounded by strangers, even if some of them looked pretty familiar.
After a while, his unoccupied and still-undecorated room was starting to make him feel claustrophobic. But he didn't feel ready to go and face the music just yet, and he hadn't really had a look around anyway, since his previous explorations had been mostly focused on avoiding Dani hunting him down and killing him. Now he could just take a leisurely walk, try to let things settle down. Maybe everything'd feel less like the end of the world after he had some fresh air.
Danny found himself heading towards the park, where he and Garth had found that 'Brainy' kid before. Was that guy doing all right..? He should ask Garth about it. Wandering along the gravel path, idly considering flying but figuring he wasn't in any hurry, Danny kicked along a stone.
What he needed was someone to talk to who wouldn't bring up his upcoming death or his other selves or anything like that. Danny made himself stop slouching and looked around, still walking ahead. If he met anyone along the way, he could try introducing himself, and maybe make a new friend or friends, assuming whoever he met wasn't a complete jerk. Maybe he'd earned some good luck by now, too.