How To Train Your Annoyance On Dragons
WHO: Sindre and Feliks
WHEN: January 15, Morning
WHERE: IN THE STREETS
WHAT: Feliks stalks Sindre. Feliks ambushes Sindre. Then demands he train him to be an awesome dragon slayer, of course!
(*Open: for anyone that wants to be seen as a dragon or be a bystander to this... spectacle*)
Feliks didn’t make it a habit to stalk hippies. Honestly, he didn’t.
Well, the hippie he was currently stalking didn’t count. At least that’s what he was telling himself because him stalk a hippie? Yeah, he had way important things to do. It had just so happened that he had been conveniently walking in the same direction behind the dubbed hippie at a time when he needed to talk to him and hadn't gotten to do so yet. That just happened to be known as stalking...
Not like Sindre made that task any easy!
Being a jobless mooch had given Feliks too much time being a lazy bum around Toris’ apartment, but that was okay because he’d found interest in the mysterious dragon book someone had left outside his door. He'd become completely engrossed in it all day and through the night, oh the horrors in that book! All the things out there just waiting to nom on princesses! It’d made him realize what he could really be up against and, oh god, he wasn’t prepared at all!
He needed help. He needed training. He needed… a hippie.
Luckily, he’d found Sindre walking down the street and just hadn’t had luck catching up to him, tripping over everything in his way as he tried to. After that’d happened enough times to really anger Feliks he’d ducked into a side alley. Though, halfway through it realized he'd just ducked into a side alley, which scared the wits out of him, and he ran ahead through the rest of it. By some chance he saw Sindre appear on the other side and then proceeded to run faster, out of the alley, and straight into him.
The first thing to come to mind was to yell, “Hippie, train me!” which he did, in a jumble of loud words.
WHEN: January 15, Morning
WHERE: IN THE STREETS
WHAT: Feliks stalks Sindre. Feliks ambushes Sindre. Then demands he train him to be an awesome dragon slayer, of course!
(*Open: for anyone that wants to be seen as a dragon or be a bystander to this... spectacle*)
Feliks didn’t make it a habit to stalk hippies. Honestly, he didn’t.
Well, the hippie he was currently stalking didn’t count. At least that’s what he was telling himself because him stalk a hippie? Yeah, he had way important things to do. It had just so happened that he had been conveniently walking in the same direction behind the dubbed hippie at a time when he needed to talk to him and hadn't gotten to do so yet. That just happened to be known as stalking...
Not like Sindre made that task any easy!
Being a jobless mooch had given Feliks too much time being a lazy bum around Toris’ apartment, but that was okay because he’d found interest in the mysterious dragon book someone had left outside his door. He'd become completely engrossed in it all day and through the night, oh the horrors in that book! All the things out there just waiting to nom on princesses! It’d made him realize what he could really be up against and, oh god, he wasn’t prepared at all!
He needed help. He needed training. He needed… a hippie.
Luckily, he’d found Sindre walking down the street and just hadn’t had luck catching up to him, tripping over everything in his way as he tried to. After that’d happened enough times to really anger Feliks he’d ducked into a side alley. Though, halfway through it realized he'd just ducked into a side alley, which scared the wits out of him, and he ran ahead through the rest of it. By some chance he saw Sindre appear on the other side and then proceeded to run faster, out of the alley, and straight into him.
The first thing to come to mind was to yell, “Hippie, train me!” which he did, in a jumble of loud words.