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lift_and_cradle and you!
Location: The Plaza
Time: Evening!
Style: Whatever's preferable
Status: Open like a hip hog heaven.
Hey, buddy. [Vatheon is a friendly place full of friendly people. So perhaps many are used to being stopped for questions, addressed casually with terms of open comradeship
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Vatheon. And sorry, no idea. ['Now would you get off me?'
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Y'know, with hair like this, you probably don't need a sword. Yeesh. [A little bit more grumbling, and- there. All settled in for the long run.]
So, big and brutal; if you were looking for someone, where's the best place the start?
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You'd be surprised. [...Well, !@%#.] Around the plaza, if they're new here.
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This place, then. [He nods a bit at that, as if Cloud's confirmed what he only said moments ago. Right then, he can just climb that big ol' piece of coral and cut the crap of making nicies with the natives.]
Not much of a talker, are you? Remind me of someone; just as dark and gruesome, that's for sure? You wanna play sidekick for a little bit?
[Just until they find Jak- its hard to find sidekicks with better shoulders to nap on than his.]
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Yeah, I've seen heroes. Don't really think the ones I know fit the description though.
[ A pause. ]
You're in Vatheon. It's a city underwater.
Watch the scarf, couldja?
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[Not that he had anything to whine about just yet, but you know. Food for thought.]
Huh. Well he's blond, about a head shorter than you, and- did you say water?
As in, under, water.
As in, we could drown any second water?!
[The scarf can deal, muffin man, this is one ottsel in crisis.]
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[ One point upward is all it takes to make that point. A hand makes sure the scarf is safe. Sentimental Cheshires need their family relics, yknow. ]
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[Oh lord boy, chill. He's not interested in mangling that scarf.]
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Well that's a fine hello! Cat got your tongue, sweet cheeks? I thought I asked a question. Two, even.
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No, I just don't like animals ruining my dress. [Oh, he did not just call her sweet cheeks. She restrains herself from outright stepping, or doing worse, on the Ottsel] Oh, what kind of questions do you have?
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Oh don't worry, I'll be gentle with the merchandise. [Look at that, you've just given him the perfect excuse to look over said merchandise.] Unless you don't want me to be, rwar.
But question wise; you seen any heroes? Tall, blond, grumpy- [Only one person fits the bill, in Daxter's mind.]
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The fuck are you?
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Listen, baby, the Daxtinator doesn't do parlor tricks. You better put me down before I get angry, comprende? [Legitimate speak for 'christ woman, why you gotta embarrass me like this?']
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Sorry. I've seen a lot of weird things in this city, but never a talking -- [she doesn't know what to say for once.] whatever you are.
I'm Effy.
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