WHO: Lamb!Form Hiro!
orewahitsuji , and OPEN to anyone who wants to find out his little secret. Or laugh at him because he's a jerk and is getting his just deserves.
WHAT: The local wildlife has decided veal is on the menu.
WHERE: Pretty much all over the town proper.
WHEN: Friday evening after his journal post; probably Saturday too because his luck sucks.
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It's just the beasts under your bed/In your closet/In your head )
A relaxing stroll was not to be, though, as she turned a corner and saw...that. Which was quite a scene. And kind of amusing. Ashe decided to wait until it all passed. No good would come of getting in the middle of nature at work.
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He turned toward Ashe, his pace with a renewed sense of frantic panic.
Of course she was just standing there, and Hiro growled under his panting breath. Couldn't she see he was in trouble?!
Without thinking too much along the 'she'll find out your secret' lines, he opened his mouth and...
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE LADY, HELP ME!"
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The answer is yes. Yes, she did.
She drew her sword, dropping her umbrella and running toward the creatures. They didn't look like anything too threatening. She had taken care of much worse back in Ivalice with nary a scratch.
The rain impeded her vision, though, and she had to squint in order to not blink more than she needed to. One of the small cats got the jump on her, scratching her shoulder, though she managed to pull away and avoid the worst of the damage. A sword swing and the perpetrator met its end.
She looked behind her to make sure the sheep...person was safe before parrying another swipe.
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He didn't know who the sheep was either, but when a child called out for help he had a hard time ignoring that. One of the few really soft spots he had always had.
Boba raised his arm in the general direction where a large group of animals had bunched up. "Keep your distance," he said to the woman as he activated the flamethrower on his wrist. Flames quickly shot out and raced towards the surprised beasts.
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At least he could give the island that credit.
He finally slowed as he bolted past the two, turning to glance over his shoulder as his pursuers were finally mostly dispatched of or scared away, gasping for air.
Assuming he was safe, he sat, awkwardly, not like a sheep should on the soaking ground in the pouring rain, wool clinging tightly to his body, and simply tried to catch his breath.
"Stupid island," he grumbled between his heavy breaths. "Stupid animals."
And now the adrenaline was fading he was cold and wet and miserable... and a sheep.
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She walked towards the sheepthing, nodding cordially to Boba as she got closer to them. "Thank you, kind sir. That would have been...a bother." And then, to the sheepthing, "You are a sheep."
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Of course, he got all the further of opening his mouth before it was forced to fall open. Did she just-
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"No, I'm a donkey," he snapped out, glaring as well as a tiny sheep could glare. "A very wooly donkey. Of course I'm a sheep, and it's that stupid woman's fault, too!"
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"No trouble," he replied. Now that the danger was passed he could finally get a look at these two. The woman had the air of one with noble birth, and the instilled pride she showed with picking up the umbrella despite its having become needless now just enforced that idea.
The other one, who indeed was a sheep, was... well Boba didn't really know what to make of him or his strange statement. "What are you talking about?"
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