open rp post;

[acperience]

FANDOM; (alternatively, anyone from my muselist, though the above are the ones I most actively want to play right now)   OC; (again, alternatively, anyone from my muselist that I have a journal for)   List the character you want in the subject header and give a prompt or idea, unless you really want me to come up with one (though in that case you probably shouldn't expect anything for a while—).

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håkon wium lie ❧ hi jan hi jan hi

[zeitnot]

[ it's that lazy afternoon where that mama duck takes her little crowd of baby ducks across the road.

one by one, they step onto the gutter grate.

one by one, they fall down into the gutter drain below.

a teenager with ruddy hair hadn't been watching, but when he comes across the mama duck staring down at the gutter with a perplexed expression, he thinks he gets the gist of it. above, it begins to rain.

he opens up his umbrella, and holds it out over both himself and the perplexed duck. pop goes his bubblegum as he stares down at the drain contemplatively.

it's not a very optimistic look. ]

Ahh... as tumblr would say, 'these ducks are in desperate need of a happy ending'...

Something like that?

[ the mama duck quacks incomprehensibly. the first raindrops hit the umbrella in a myriad of patters. it has begun to pour. ]

... hi yun...

[worlds]

[He approaches the scene, not appearing to pay much attention to the other boy as he instead crouches down by the duck and stares at it curiously. He doesn't seem to mind the fact that he's quickly getting soaked in the rain; rather, he smiles.]

Not too sure who 'tumblr is', but then maybe we should give them one?

at least pretend you're surprised

[zeitnot]

You wanna reach your hand down there?

[ do you really... it's a gutter. ]

OH MY

[worlds]

Sure, why not? You did say they were in desperate need, after all.

wao so obvious try again :T

[zeitnot]

No, the great and almighty 'tumblr' did.

But hey, who am I to question tumblr? If you wanna get your hands dirty, be my guest.

OH MY GOD!!

[worlds]

Is this 'tumblr' a god of yours or something?

[:D?]

Well, I've gotten my hands dirtier with... dirtier things, I guess! I just hope it's not too deep, because happy ending or not, I don't think I can reach down that far...

THAT IS WORSE THAN BEFORE

[zeitnot]

Stretch hard.

[ yep. ]

/SCREAMS IN SURPRISE???

[worlds]

... As interesting as it would be if my limbs were made of rubber...

:> better

[zeitnot]

That can be arranged!

(yay)

[worlds]

... Sorry, but that sounds just a tad ominous.

(yay)

[zeitnot]

Nope. In fiction, it can be as easy as consuming a rather nasty-looking yellow fruit.

[worlds]

In fiction, we might not have ducks falling down gutters too.

[zeitnot]

In fiction, there might not be any happy endings. So this entire discussion is moot.

[ there's gotta be a branch by the roadside... ah, here's one. ]

[worlds]

[you know it's a good thing he doesn't know about his origins or the truths of the worlds he goes to or else this conversation would reaaaaaaaaaaaaally be hitting close to home.]

Fair enough! In any case, the ducks are waiting.

[zeitnot]

Yeah, waiting for you.

[ peg knife's in his boot. he draws it out, and hacks at the branch until it exhibits a point. then, he wiggles the point under the edge of the iron grating that covers the sewer entrance.

a branch shouldn't be able to lever the covering of a sewer grate, but with a bit of wiggling, the grate cover comes right off. ]

[worlds]

[wow he has a sword you didn't even need to do that

He peers down the grate, letting out a low whistle.]

It's pretty deep.

[zeitnot]

[ yeah but you're slow and he's impatient ]

'swhat she said.

[worlds]

[then go save them yourself!!

okay no he's not actually thinking any of that]

Huh? Who's 'she'?

[zeitnot]

Nooothing, oh pure one. Go down and save the ducks.

[worlds]

... Pure one? You're really not making any sense, but right, right.

[reaaaaaaaaaaching in]

[zeitnot]

[ watching with interest! pop goes his bubblegum. ]

Woah. Not a bad arm-span. Guess that sword's not just for show.

[worlds]

Thank you, I try.

[fumble fumble AHA]

Got one!

[zeitnot]

Nice. Bring her up.

[ he takes off his scarf! ]

hee hee hee

[cavaliering]

[Okay so--getting lost? Not that unusual, and he's honest enough to admit that. They've had plenty of adventures in various places and gotten lost along the way and it certainly wasn't Prince Zen's sense of direction (it's totally Prince Zen's sense of direction) that causes that to happen, not at all.

... Okay, but he's never seen a place quite like this.

In fact, it's rather...well, grim. It looks like a kingdom that was one the wrong side of a war, and then on the wrong side of time. It's quiet, and... broken. He knows immediately that he doesn't like it, but peering back over his shoulder reveals more of the same.

Which is. Okay. Wait.]

...That's strange.

[At least he wasn't traveling with Zen for once; this was a solo mission, and so he isn't too concerned to find himself alone. But he could have sworn he was traveling through a forest not five minutes ago.]

[worlds]

Heaaaaave... ho!

[bringing her up!]