Seven Rose Petals Fall - [Action | Accidental Voice]
[Dist had been out most of the day today, amazingly, despite the wind. He was used to colder weather, and his coat kept him farly insulated against the crisp breeze. Of course, this was still a problem as the man was looking over a detailed blueprint he just finished moments ago, holding the pages down so the paper wouldn't blow away. That's the last thing he needed, to chase after an important piece of paper.
He was outside in the plaza, sitting on a bench and reading over his notes and the blueprint as well as he could before returning home. He glanced down at the topic of study he placed beside him, the air filtration unit Guy had gifted him with for...some reason or another. He was still unsure of just why he'd been given it, though he wasn't complaining. The fonmachine had proved to be quite well made, though he made a few notes to possibly improve the functionality and lessen energy consumption. Little things.
Of course, being the intellectual he was, Dist usually got rather absorbed in his work. As he read over his calculations and blueprints on the plaza bench, he didn't notice some kind of large, metallic reptile tromping up behind him. The world outside him was disregarded for his work.
That is, until the creature leaned over his shoulder and sniffed at the fonmachine by his side. With a loud yelp, knocking over his papers and journal (the latter of which fell open and face down on the pavement), Dist jumped up and off the bench, staring fearfully at the monstrous creature.]
Wh-What in the name of--?! You...don't you come any closer!
[A pause, before a loud cry of "Aggron!" was heard over Dist's open journal then a sickening crunch. And a horrified and enraged yell.]
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET THAT OUT OF OF YOUR MOUTH THIS INSTANT!! THAT'S VALUABLE RESEARCH MATERIAL! YOU...YOU FILTHY, BLASTED MONSTROSITY!! I'LL MAKE YOU INTO A FONMACHINE NEXT, I SWEAR!! [Another happy crunch.] AGH, PUT THAT DOWN, YOU'RE RUINING IT!
He was outside in the plaza, sitting on a bench and reading over his notes and the blueprint as well as he could before returning home. He glanced down at the topic of study he placed beside him, the air filtration unit Guy had gifted him with for...some reason or another. He was still unsure of just why he'd been given it, though he wasn't complaining. The fonmachine had proved to be quite well made, though he made a few notes to possibly improve the functionality and lessen energy consumption. Little things.
Of course, being the intellectual he was, Dist usually got rather absorbed in his work. As he read over his calculations and blueprints on the plaza bench, he didn't notice some kind of large, metallic reptile tromping up behind him. The world outside him was disregarded for his work.
That is, until the creature leaned over his shoulder and sniffed at the fonmachine by his side. With a loud yelp, knocking over his papers and journal (the latter of which fell open and face down on the pavement), Dist jumped up and off the bench, staring fearfully at the monstrous creature.]
Wh-What in the name of--?! You...don't you come any closer!
[A pause, before a loud cry of "Aggron!" was heard over Dist's open journal then a sickening crunch. And a horrified and enraged yell.]
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET THAT OUT OF OF YOUR MOUTH THIS INSTANT!! THAT'S VALUABLE RESEARCH MATERIAL! YOU...YOU FILTHY, BLASTED MONSTROSITY!! I'LL MAKE YOU INTO A FONMACHINE NEXT, I SWEAR!! [Another happy crunch.] AGH, PUT THAT DOWN, YOU'RE RUINING IT!