[The comm is dropped as it starts to record and it catches the tail end of someone's sentence.]
--you can't change the...past. What the--?
[Simba pauses, circles the room.]
Where am I? Nala? Timon? Pumbaa? You guys here?
[He moves over to the door. It takes him a few tries, but after enough fiddling, the door opens and Simba sprints out into
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Are you okay?
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But then he has an idea! Wow! Hastily, he fishes out his magic slate and holds it out. Because anyone who has a slate (except Ganondorf) is a good guy, right?]
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I've got one of those. I think. It's back in my room. One sec.
[He turns and bounds back down the hall, disappearing into his room for a moment. He returns a little later clutching the comm in his jaws. He sets it on the floor at Link's feet.]
This thing?
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Once Giant Hairy Cat returns with his magic slate, he's already on his feet again. He resists the urge to take a step back from the slate now that it has SALIVA GERMS on it, ewww. He's not gonna touch it, you put your mouth on that!
Instead he nods insistently, holding his out again. He can't see a thing he's typing, so it comes out pretty garbled-- the point is just to show Simba that the buttons are for writing, if he can even... do that, with his paws. Link isn't sure.]
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Oh I get it!
[He swipes a paw at the comm and watches it slide across the floor. Okay maybe he doesn't.]
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Aah?
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Hello?
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I get it.
[He leans down to talk into the comm again.]
My name is Simba, by the way.
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He waves again, though this time as a greeting. Unable to help from being a bit curious, he approaches slowly, though careful just in case Simba like his own personal space.]
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What's your name?
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