"Big blae bud bird flu?" He was sure he'd gotten that wrong, but it was hard to tell since all the words sort of sounded the same. Anyway, it didn't sound good. "You think so?" Demyx wasn't entirely sure Nobodies could get sick... but he also didn't want to catch... whatever it was.
'Course, going to a doctor with no heart was probably not a good idea. Maybe he could go to Vexen. ...No, nevermind. Catching the flu would probably be better than going to ask Vexen something.
Duma still wasn't sure why he couldn't get on the train to go anywhere. How could his attire be innapropriate, he wasn't attired at all! He wanted to see if the earth was different from outside each gate, so he had started to fly toward Niflheim.
Soon he heard a group of people talking about a bird, and while he wasn't exactly sure it was him who was being refferred to, he seemed to be called a bird more often than an angel these days.
Landing behind the Hatter, he almost smiled as the pair of people jumped around, the Hatter with his hands in some poor young man's hair.
“You mean Blue Big Bird Bad Flu,” The Mad Hatter correcting him, even though he also got it wrong himself. He strolled over to next to the boy lifting his hand, “Certainly! Now let’s see…”
Placing a hand over Demyx’s forehead, the Hatter took out his pocket watch to count the time in the days of the month, to see if the world was still turning. It appeared so, but it might be still two days slow. The Hatter removed his hand and spoke to Demyx, “Well, you’re not hot, so you mustn’t have it yet, but just to be sure, you should take some lemon grass tea and have lots of vitamins with your breakfast. If symptoms become worse, you may call me in morning.”
Turning around there was a naked angel that appeared to be standing behind the Hatter. Screaming like a girl, he jumped in the air and landed in Demyx’s arms. Clinging to him, this was purely out of instinct, because he used to do this to the March Hare whenever he was scared. “GIANT BIRD MAAAAN!!” he exclaimed as he refused to remove himself off of Demyx.
He was cut off by his arms suddenly being occupied in keeping the Hatter up, which meant he stumbled backwards for a moment before he tried to catch his balance. It didn't take long to notice what he was talking about- Duma did kind of stand out. Calling him a 'giant bird man' might be taking it a little too far, though.
Demyx attempted to wave, only his hands were kind of tied up so he ended up just saying 'hi.' Apparently he didn't have as much of a problem with Duma as the Hatter did.
Duma looked so surprised when the Hatter yelled that he asctually looked around to see the "giant bird man" and whether it was lurking behind him. Realising quite quickly that it was him that was being referred to, he sighed and shook his head. It was kind of strange, being that he was neither bird, nor man.
The young man who's hair was being molested earlier looked as surprised as Duma felt when hatter leapt into his arms. In response to the "Hi", Duma waved, trying to appear as open and friendly as possible.
He approached the pair, trying to pat the Hatter in the shoulder to show that he really was no threat.
Hatter refused to jump outta the lad’s arms. After all he was frightened! As the giant birdman reached out, he made out a somewhat squeak, turning away and wincing, as if he was about to struck. Luckily for Hatter, he was not harmed. In fact the pat was rather comforting, seems the giant birdman isn’t so bad after all.
Since this birdman wasn’t going to bring the world destruction like Hatter started visual before, he carefully climbed back down to the solid ground. Standing before the two, trying to consider what he must think of this situation. Looking from the birdman to the boy, then to the boy back to the birdman, he went on with this for a couple of minutes before making a verdict.
“Ah! I see, this makes sense,” The Hatter exclaimed patting his own cheek, “Humans will one day evolve into bird-like-creature once they get over the flu disease!” He pointed at the birdman in pride, “And what a discovery this is! He doesn’t have to worry about catching any flu whatsoever, aren’t you lucky!”
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'Course, going to a doctor with no heart was probably not a good idea. Maybe he could go to Vexen. ...No, nevermind. Catching the flu would probably be better than going to ask Vexen something.
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Soon he heard a group of people talking about a bird, and while he wasn't exactly sure it was him who was being refferred to, he seemed to be called a bird more often than an angel these days.
Landing behind the Hatter, he almost smiled as the pair of people jumped around, the Hatter with his hands in some poor young man's hair.
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Placing a hand over Demyx’s forehead, the Hatter took out his pocket watch to count the time in the days of the month, to see if the world was still turning. It appeared so, but it might be still two days slow. The Hatter removed his hand and spoke to Demyx, “Well, you’re not hot, so you mustn’t have it yet, but just to be sure, you should take some lemon grass tea and have lots of vitamins with your breakfast. If symptoms become worse, you may call me in morning.”
Turning around there was a naked angel that appeared to be standing behind the Hatter. Screaming like a girl, he jumped in the air and landed in Demyx’s arms. Clinging to him, this was purely out of instinct, because he used to do this to the March Hare whenever he was scared. “GIANT BIRD MAAAAN!!” he exclaimed as he refused to remove himself off of Demyx.
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He was cut off by his arms suddenly being occupied in keeping the Hatter up, which meant he stumbled backwards for a moment before he tried to catch his balance. It didn't take long to notice what he was talking about- Duma did kind of stand out. Calling him a 'giant bird man' might be taking it a little too far, though.
Demyx attempted to wave, only his hands were kind of tied up so he ended up just saying 'hi.' Apparently he didn't have as much of a problem with Duma as the Hatter did.
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The young man who's hair was being molested earlier looked as surprised as Duma felt when hatter leapt into his arms. In response to the "Hi", Duma waved, trying to appear as open and friendly as possible.
He approached the pair, trying to pat the Hatter in the shoulder to show that he really was no threat.
[ooc: sorry, I've had week of crazy!]
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Since this birdman wasn’t going to bring the world destruction like Hatter started visual before, he carefully climbed back down to the solid ground. Standing before the two, trying to consider what he must think of this situation. Looking from the birdman to the boy, then to the boy back to the birdman, he went on with this for a couple of minutes before making a verdict.
“Ah! I see, this makes sense,” The Hatter exclaimed patting his own cheek, “Humans will one day evolve into bird-like-creature once they get over the flu disease!” He pointed at the birdman in pride, “And what a discovery this is! He doesn’t have to worry about catching any flu whatsoever, aren’t you lucky!”
[OOC: S'ok, I was busy too. |D]
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