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[thanoodles]

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[timelocked]

[--This place!

There's a little kid with wings running around, peeking behind walls and finding his way to familiar spots.]

Firenze! Headphones? Are you here?

Helloooo?

[lupinestare]

[ears perk and a very large animal's head lifts, stepping out of shadow to peer ahead to the sound's source.]

[timelocked]

[Helius comes to a quick stop when he sees the large animal, his wings instinctively shielding his sides.]

Oh--!

[lupinestare]

[troodores sniffs, dropping his head a little to the boy's eye-level. he drops his tail and ears, nonthreatening. a vague whine.]

[seaconspires]

[An ancient ruin and an ancient queen, quite fitting indeed. Though she is not a creature of the land, she moves through this place with confidence, a teenage boy with a mess of mousy curls following after her in blue-eyed wonderment.]

2/2

[herlastsoldier]

[Enchanted would be an understatement of the way he gazes around himself. He goes to a crumbling ledge, peering first up at the sky and then down into the courtyard.]

[lightningknots]

[If there's one thing a Storm Lord recognizes is that nobility. He ignores the boy, but it's not rudely]

You look at ease here, lady.

1/2

[herlastsoldier]

[His attention jerks away from the scenery violently, has darted between the man and his queen with the rapidity of an animal, teeth bared like one too.]

Don't speak to her so casually.

[princeduality]

[ffff. (as you wished, noodles.)

hollow sounds and empty air make for an uncomfortable windson. it makes gravity feel more apparent when he hops and jumps off the high places, staggering for balance before hopping to the next ledge. the bottom level is too thick and too dark; he doesn't like it. go up, up!

chemin scrambles up inbewteen pillars of a high tower, clutching them and leaning down to see below. it smells like city filnoel here...why?]

[mocksyou]

[Looks like his shenanigans caught somebody's attention. He stands at the top of an unfinished pillar, kneeling down - arms resting on his legs - calling out to him.]

How's it hanging, buddy?

[princeduality]

[EEP. startled, chemin instincticely hops off the ledge, but--no wind--he swings around a pillar with one arm, sliding into the shadows. he waits a minute, peering back out, gaping up at the stranger.

oh, dear.]

[mocksyou]

[Huh. That was pretty ridiculous unexpected, he thinks. He tries to offer a remotely welcoming smile.]

Woops.

[morteltelis]

HEY-!

[echo(echoecho).

he sighs, hopping down a pair of stairs and strolling across a stretch of walkway.]

Hhf. Smells stale here.

[consort_canis]

[He glances up curiously as the child appears on the stairs. He is a rugged looking hunter dressed in furs and leathers, metal tools hanging from his belt.]

Stagnant, yes. [He muses it mostly to himself, but the boy is the only one there to talk to.]

[morteltelis]

[iore whips around, blink. oh--down there.]

Home sweet home? [he squints. oh. human. hoo boy.] Or...just taking in the sights? I am. Got no business here, I promise that. [so don't get all hostile native on me.]

[consort_canis]

[He gives a cagey smile.] No, the jungle disagrees with me, I'm miserable in these leathers, but it keeps the bugs out.

[immortalizes]

[ Indeed, a strange place Sven finds himself in. Not that it bothers him, no. If he's here, it has a purpose - he was called for a contract or his contract is here. There are many things he no longer questions after all these millenniums. So he just walks, dry echoes of his steps bouncing off the stone ceilings. ]

[phd_ghost]

My, don't you seem a bit out of place.

[immortalizes]

[ He turns to him, his voice calm. ] Don't we all?

[phd_ghost]

[He inclines his head to accept this.] Ruins are rather my business and I suppose it bemuses me to find others here.