He is Gen. I and what is this

[exileforfreedom]

[This is a Red. He has an egg.

...

Now what the hell does he do with it?

He's just sort of sitting against a tree, staring at it. He took a break from training that turned into a nap, and when he woke up, it was on his lap. He's... Not really sure how one deals with eggs, never having raised one before.]

Comments

[noteventhrice]

[This is a Lucas. Admiring your egg. He hasn't been on the island very long...so. Approaching very slowly.]

Someone gave you an egg?

[exileforfreedom]

... Not... Really... [He's still bemused. How do you try to breeders.]

[noteventhrice]

What do you mean by that? [Pierce is of confusion now.]

[exileforfreedom]

... It... It was just here when I woke up. [Yeah, us too.]

[noteventhrice]

Maybe someone wished you to care for it?

[Sheepish grin.]

[exileforfreedom]

... Maybe it's just the island up to its usual tricks. [Must be realistic. It's probably the island trying to amuse itself by watching him go "how do I parents".]

[noteventhrice]

Maybe it wants you to learn something from this?

[Who knows, the island is the island.]

[exileforfreedom]

... Or it wants to make a fool of me.

[noteventhrice]

You certainly don't seem like a person to be made a fool of. Nope, not at all!

[exileforfreedom]

... The island makes fools of everyone. [No exceptions.]

[noteventhrice]

Well, then. I don't think you're a fool at all.

[exileforfreedom]

... Thanks. [We guess.]

... I didn't catch your name.

so damn late.

[noteventhrice]

Pierce, my name is Pierce!