Jareth ◊ Second Request ◊ Action

[whatssaidissaid]

[Anyone who was looking for Jareth this week wouldn't find him. Not that anyone would be, besides maybe Kenzi.

Jareth was fairly positive he could handle anything this facility could dish out. But mud? Everywhere?

Well. This was hardly an impressive lesson. And no King should be seen in such...disarray

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[myfieryballs]

[Matthew is floating around the halls alone, his hands jammed in his pockets, a frown on his face. He's not wearing boots or socks, and his pants are rolled up almost to his knees. He's floating just above the mud, dragging his toes through it every once in a while. Every now and then he'll reach a corner and bump into the wall unceremoniously, cursing under his breath before he makes a turn and keeps going. Hopefully anyone that he runs into can see that he's wearing bandages over his eyes and still can't see anything.]

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[whatssaidissaid]

[...well this was embarrassing. Jareth was having a pretty easy time of getting around and staying out of sight (when he wanted to be), until he adjusted his trajectory wrong and had to make a quick, mid-air stop to avoid touching a disgustingly muddy wall--and, of course, he ended up hitting a different wall all together, falling tail first into a rather large mud pile.

And. He was stuck.

No amount of struggling was getting his little bird legs out of this pile, and even more than that his wings were caked and he couldn't really fly even if he did. He could just change into his normal, Fae form...

...but then someone might see him with mud on him, or even worse, sitting in this awful thing, and--no. No, that was simply not an option.

Oh. Oh. But a person! He starts out loud and authoritative, flapping his wings as hard as he can--]

Hoot! HOOT!! [Followed by a screech. But when he realizes that might not get the best results, he turns it into a more pitiful hooting that would crack even the iciest of hearts.]

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[myfieryballs]

[Matthew stops in midair when the hooting and screeching reaches his ears. Partly because he's only ever heard a sound like that from far away, before, but mostly because hearing it so close is so surprising that if he had eyes, they would be widening in shock.

It's...an owl?

He stops and lets himself sink down into the mud, turning his head around in confusion, searching for the source of the noise. It sounds like it's coming from the floor, which means...if it is an owl, it's stuck in the mud somewhere.

Matthew frowns.]

...

[When the hooting gets quieter and he can't hear it as well, he tries whistling to mimic the pitch of the screech, hoping to get a louder response from the animal. He doesn't want to step on it or kick mud into its face on accident, after all.]

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[whatssaidissaid]

[Oh, really. The one person to come upon him--his savior--was a blind man? How perfectly lovely. And--

--oh. It's the Patel boy. The one who wished the pain in his arm away, which so very interesting to watch--the in that situation no one learned much of anything, much to the King's dismay.

Regardless, he was looking for him--and Jareth did see into his heart, and see that it was soft and his mind was mostly sweet--

So he screeches in response to the whistle, not sounding frantic but definitely sounding louder.]

no Conbat icon ffff

[bit_awuss]

[That. That is a tiny, pudgy bat with glasses flapping past you in a rather sad manner. Sob. He hates this mud. And he sucks at flying. Why does this happen to him. And he's too busy being miserable to remember that bats and owls do not play nice.]

GURL GET ONE

[whatssaidissaid]

[Well hello. What is this adorable, delicious looking little creature flapping about..? And in his territory, no less..?

Yes. He just declared it his territory. It's a King thing, don't question it.

And now he's just going to...flap silently behind you in a way until he perches, watching with wide eyes...his head swiveling back and forth.]

TOO LAZY :C

[bit_awuss]

[Conrad eventually lands somewhere. Fuck, flying takes a lot of fucking work.] Motherfucker. Why is my room so god fucking far from here.

[He's just...so oblivious to Jareth following him. Seriously.]

[whatssaidissaid]

[Ooh, and it can talk! How wonderful. It reminds him of something from his Kingdom, almost, and he gets a momentary wave of nostalgia.

Very momentary.

Because he is now, very stealthily, flapping up and perching right behind him. It would be so very easy, and yet--it is so much more entertaining when they give chase.

So he screeches as loud as he can at the back of the bat's head.]

[[ooc: and I made you a present! <3]]

[In-Person] Recreation Room

[azrthmtrnznthos]

[Oh hey, someone's reasonably dry and un-muddy, thankfully due to levitation and liberal use of powers. And floating at the bookshelf, examining both where the damage Emilia did earlier--out of idle-curiousity--as well as to see what she wants to read next, since Val granted Raven's requests for better literature. Not counting that some things have been kidnapped to her room already, and kept.]

[In-Person] Recreation Room

[whatssaidissaid]

[A small human girl looking through books? Well. There are worse ways to spend your time--and perhaps she'd choose something interesting.

Jareth decides to make himself known, considering she is also relatively clean.

So he flutters over and lands.

Directly on her head.]

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[azrthmtrnznthos]

[Human? not so much...but that's not always evident right away. There's a blink, and a faint sigh at the landing.]

I suppose I can understand, but I'd rather you didn't do that, per se.

[Speaking to the Owl as though it's a person--does that mean she can tell? Who knows, it could just be she's being practical, as she holds out a long-sleeve-covered arm gingerly, still clean and dry under the cloak and where she's levitating. It's an invitation for him to move there, instead of her head.]

So what do you think I should read next?

[In-Person] Recreation Room

[whatssaidissaid]

[In his world, everything can talk, and everything can understand you--from bugs to animals to goblins to plants. So it's not too much of a stretch that this girl--who, as he gets closer, does not seem all that human--would either realize that many more creatures understand and communicate than most think.

Even though she is telling him "no," and that is simply unacceptable. Her arm is clean enough...but he still nests a bit on her head, moving his feet around and tangling the hair the slightest bit before he hops and flutters to her arm. Jareth shifts his weight and chirps. Yes. This will do nicely.

At her question he peruses the bookshelf. Jareth was a fan of all types of literature, but the more fantastical the better--he was always a sucker for fairy tales, of course.

He hoots and quirks his head curiously at the books.]

[In Person] Biodome - Chupacabra attack!

[slug_sannin]

[Tsunade had tried to keep her pet out of trouble, but ever since Komaki learned to open doors . . . well, it was a lost cause.

Komaki has spotted the owl. The six pound chihuahua with bat wings immediately starts to stalk, thinking that she's spotted a stray pet that she might be able to nab and eat before her mistress catches on.]

[In Person] Biodome

[whatssaidissaid]

[Jareth would be quirking an eyebrow here, if he could. Instead, he just perches on a branch of a tree in the biodome, swivels his head to the right and tries to communicate to the...thing...that whatever he was planning in his simple, slobbering brain was not a very intelligent course of action.

He clicks his beak to support his point.]

[in person] cafeteria

[onteamdyson]

[Kenzi HAD been looking for Jareth. Connie was busy freaking out as a bat, everyone else was who the hell knows where, and she was starting to think there had been a fae curse placed on her head.

But nope. No sign of him. She was feeling hella alone and decided to go sit in the cafeteria, on a table, still not caring about the mud.]

Major suckage.

[in person] cafeteria

[whatssaidissaid]

[It's a very good thing that Jareth didn't know that she knew that tasty looking little bat, considering he'd been making a habit of chasing him around.

But of course, when he sees his favorite little human sulking in such a very human fashion, he flutters up and--

--no, no he does NOT land on her, because she is horribly dirty and ugh.

Instead, he lands on the table next to her, giving his feet a look of disgust, and then giving Kenzi and indignant little "hoot."]

[in person] cafeteria

[onteamdyson]

[Hopefully he wouldn't actually eat that bat because he was one of her best friends.

Kenzi turns her head and raises an eyebrow when he lands.]

There you are ... owl I've never met until today! [Ha. Haha. That... was smooth.]

Why are you staring at your feet? Also, where the crap have you been?! Out breaking hearts? Don't answer that. You're a bird.

[in person] cafeteria

[whatssaidissaid]

[...well. He makes no promises.

At her fumbling he gives her a deadpan expression, which is even obvious and more obvious when you're an owl.

It's dirty., Jareth's voice would ring in her head. Do you expect me trudge around in the muck like-- He quirks his head at her. --like some people? His voice is mostly fond and teasing.

He then looks at her shoulder and back to her face, as if to question why it was taking her so long to clean it off and let him perch there.]