[...Okay, so you know what, nope. Once he verifies that the actual situation with the rocks is taken care of and people are being assisted, he's just going to...very calmly leave the area and find somewhere to not think for a while, because that situation is just kind of hitting him wrong for a lot of reasons in a lot of ways, so he's just going to find something else useful to do with himself.
And that, apparently, means heading away from one source of screaming to find out what the other source of goddamn screaming is.
It's nothing that he's going to get too close to, especially when he finds out that it's being caused by very displaced and very distressed groups of owlsnakes that are deciding to display their displeasure by becoming the new and improved Chorus of the Damned. He's never heard anything quite like it, and honestly, he sort of imagines that this is what the inside of Yeager's brain sounds like on a regular basis; that said, he'll certainly back off coming any closer when he starts feeling lightheaded, finding a place a decent distance away that will get them to stop fucking yelling at him so he can just...be on the ground for a while and observe.
...And that is more or less how he's ended up kneeling on the ground, sitting back on his heels with Dein Nomos lying across his lap; it's almost a shame to use such a pointlessly powerful sword for such a mundane purpose, but shame or not, he sure is cutting fruit across the business end of it, slicing stuff like those weirdass kiwis into quarters and setting bits of it down a short ways away.
The reason why will likely become apparent as one of the less-wary but still-jumpy lorbies comes slithering out from under a bush for the sake of "stealing' what he's putting down; he's patient enough to take time in luring it closer, though god only knows why - usually he's one of the first to start killing the monsters we run across in new areas, so feeding them is a new one on everyone, him included.]
Well. Come here if you're going to, you pointless animal.
[More fruit, closer this time. Odd chirruping noise from the lorby.]
Yes, yes, I'm certain it's very difficult being you. Having food given to you for nothing and all.
[...It's hard to tell if he likes this thing or not. Seeing as he's feeding it, most signs probably point to yes? Who knows with him.]
[II. Okay, Maybe Not Only About Lorbies.]
[wildcard! if you want to do something in particular, hit me either here with a prompt or at InstantEternity to plot.]
Alexei | OTA
[...Okay, so you know what, nope. Once he verifies that the actual situation with the rocks is taken care of and people are being assisted, he's just going to...very calmly leave the area and find somewhere to not think for a while, because that situation is just kind of hitting him wrong for a lot of reasons in a lot of ways, so he's just going to find something else useful to do with himself.
And that, apparently, means heading away from one source of screaming to find out what the other source of goddamn screaming is.
It's nothing that he's going to get too close to, especially when he finds out that it's being caused by very displaced and very distressed groups of owlsnakes that are deciding to display their displeasure by becoming the new and improved Chorus of the Damned. He's never heard anything quite like it, and honestly, he sort of imagines that this is what the inside of Yeager's brain sounds like on a regular basis; that said, he'll certainly back off coming any closer when he starts feeling lightheaded, finding a place a decent distance away that will get them to stop fucking yelling at him so he can just...be on the ground for a while and observe.
...And that is more or less how he's ended up kneeling on the ground, sitting back on his heels with Dein Nomos lying across his lap; it's almost a shame to use such a pointlessly powerful sword for such a mundane purpose, but shame or not, he sure is cutting fruit across the business end of it, slicing stuff like those weirdass kiwis into quarters and setting bits of it down a short ways away.
The reason why will likely become apparent as one of the less-wary but still-jumpy lorbies comes slithering out from under a bush for the sake of "stealing' what he's putting down; he's patient enough to take time in luring it closer, though god only knows why - usually he's one of the first to start killing the monsters we run across in new areas, so feeding them is a new one on everyone, him included.]
Well. Come here if you're going to, you pointless animal.
[More fruit, closer this time. Odd chirruping noise from the lorby.]
Yes, yes, I'm certain it's very difficult being you. Having food given to you for nothing and all.
[...It's hard to tell if he likes this thing or not. Seeing as he's feeding it, most signs probably point to yes? Who knows with him.]
[II. Okay, Maybe Not Only About Lorbies.]
[wildcard! if you want to do something in particular, hit me either here with a prompt or at