[adstringendum / offline / for Owen]

[quietandgeeky]

[Tosh is busy poking around some of the unexplored corners of Fallingwater - sans PCD - with Alleria fluttering around her. Some of the furnishings are acting strange, but she figures it's just her overactive imagination. She hasn't been sleeping well these last few weeks, after all, with Owen leaving and then the gravestone incident

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Oh my god...long...sorry |'D;

[killedtwiceover]

[ Owen had made his way back to Fallingwater, figuring he could catch Tosh there to say...something. Hello, was probably a good start. He didn't really know what to expect from the conversation, but he knew there had to be one.

Of course, what he hadn't been expecting was the greeting of silence he received.]

Tosh?

[...]

Toshiko, you here?

[She could've gone out. He was about to go with that assumption when the sudden sight of that little dragon-thing he'd gotten for Tosh coming at his face distracted him.]

Oi! Didn't miss you....what? Leave me alone, will you?

[The thing started pulling at his coat sleeve, almost like it was trying to drag him. Well...it wouldn't hurt to follow, might get the dragonhawk to leave him alone.]

Tosh, if you're here, could you call off your pet? I think she's trying to eat me.

[quietandgeeky]

[Alleria is unimpressed by this. Or she probably is, but she's a dragonhawk, and doesn't have much room for brains in her head. However, even she understands what she's trying to communicate, and she doesn't get how to make it much simpler. She flies a few feet away, then comes back to tug on Owen's sleeve again, then repeats the process.]

[killedtwiceover]

[Owen waved her off and sighed.]

Alright, alright, already. What is it? You wanna play 'Lassie' go for it; what'm I supposed to see?

[quietandgeeky]

[Alleria starts heading in the direction of the closet Tosh is locked in, pausing from time to time to make sure he's still following her. Owen, in her opinion, is not the brightest human ever. (She might still be bitter about being chucked in a sack, too.) When she gets there, she starts tapping at the door with her beak.]