[MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE FIREHOUSE...]pedaltothemetalAugust 10 2011, 04:42:12 UTC
[Okay so you know like, when you're going to be away for a week so you eat most, if not all of your food in preparation for leaving?
Yeah, that's what happened at the Firehouse. And it's all well and good until you come home and find there's nothing in the fridge. And you're too lazy to do the grocery shopping, or possibly really pissed because your girlfriend got herself turned into a bird.
So the only thing in the fridge is like. Some eggs. Which would probably be really offensive to cook right now. But you know what he's hungry, and Samus is off somewhere being a chicken, so instead of going to the grocery store like a responsible adult, he figures he can be sneaky and eat ALL THE EGGS before she gets back, and NONE WILL BE THE WISER.
[AT SOME POINT, hopefully avoiding perilous adventure and shenanigans for the day, she will flutter back to the firehouse. Little claws scrape around on the roof before she manages to let herself in after several attempts of fluttering at the doorknob. DOORKNOBS, WHY ARE YOU SO ROUND AND STUPID...
Once she is inside she saunters right into the living area and hears him in the kitchen. Cooking something? Yeah, food is not a bad idea.
CLUCK. HONEY, I'M HOME. What are you fooding I went on an adventure today and I can't even tell you about it so what are you doing I might also possibly be hungry CLUCK.]
[Falcon has just made some AMAZING SCRAMBLED EGGS. They are amazing and perfect, and they are going to be so delicious.
BUT WAIT. That is the sound of a chicken girlfriend returning. SHIT SHE'S GOING TO CATCH HIM BEING INSENSITIVE.
The obvious solution is to cover his plate of eggs in so much ketchup that she won't know what's under the condiment.
So he's just standing in the kitchen, looking really inconspicuous and trying to shovel as much food in his mouth as possible before she finds him. Eating eggs.]
[Smooth move. Birds tended to have good eyesight but his ketchup concealment was doing its job, much less she could only see the under side of his plate from the floor. She trotted a circle around his leg like a, well, a hungry chicken then clamored up onto a nearby chair. She tilted her head to the side questioningly. Quite possibly adorably.]
[There was Meta Knight, roaming around campus. He was quickly getting used to being here. The school wasn't... that bad. Not as bad as he'd heard. He was just told to expect all sorts of unexplainable things.
Was that a chicken roaming around? Is this one of them?
In that moment, Meta Knight and Samus the cucco made eye contact. LET THE STARING BEGIN.]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vMkGkRw1h7Q#t=00m20schozouccoAugust 10 2011, 13:41:45 UTC
[I totally heard that last line in this voice and now you do too. Indeed, this might be an unexplainable thing; that this was actually a faculty member/bounty hunter here somehow turned into a specie of gallus gallus for a week.
Said specie caught Meta Knight's stare. Ah, Samus recognized him from before, although he looked a little different. That was very probably because they were roughly the same size now, and eye-contact was easily had.
And easily stared. Did he know something? Suspect this was not just some innocuous chicken strutting around campus?
pffft oh god cannot unhearwieldsgalaxiaAugust 10 2011, 14:14:28 UTC
[He's on to you, Samus. Or more like, he's getting vibes from this particular chicken that he doesn't know how to handle with. You look like you could give a fight and while my armor is certainly beakproof, it is not shitproof and he would not like gobby bird end missiles aimed at him.
So he just continued to stare at Cucco Samus. Stare. Staaaaaaaare. Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaare.]
[Hey, Samus wasn't afraid to fight dirty if the situation called for it, but that was a little too dirty for her tastes. But duly noted.
What was his problem? The chicken adjusted her stance so now she was staring straight on. The posture was slightly confrontational, though she made no inclination of picking a fight just yet.
[Oh Samus, you shouldn't have come to campus. Least not when Azelf was around. Cause he doesn't see you as a random passerby looking for food or whatever that chickens do. He sees you as a threat. And said threat will be dealt with]
~ DEMON PIDGEY!! ~
[Here's a Swift Attack heading your way, Cucco Samus. And there will be more; Azelf will show no mercy]
[Mistaken identity or not, Samus immediately recognized that telepathic voice ringing in her head.
Azelf, no!
While it's often very startling and intimidating, the neat thing about shouting out something before you attack means it gives the target some margin of warning to get out of the way. With a great leap, Samus took to the air, fluttering frantically and narrowly avoiding the Swift Attack. She landed rather clumsily on the top of an oldsmobile.
The parking lot was proving to be very hazardous today for someone who wasn't really a chicken. She was going to try and let Azelf know that.
...Except it sounded like a bunch of angry clucking and cawing.]
[Angry clucking and cawing? Those are fighting words and Azelf isn't going to let some bird talk trash to him like that, not when your kind had turned his friends and the students and faculty into stone, no sir! But dang, why didn't his Swift Attack hit her? Perhaps he's losing his touch...
But no worries! There's another attack the Pixie have that the Cucco could never escape from. And that move is Uproar; sure, it'll cause some car alarms to go off, but at least he'll bring in the pain. You hear that, Demon Pidgey? You're going down!]
[BAAAAAWK! The sound was unbearably loud and she was sure her cries were drowned in the Uproar and car-alarms, much less it was very difficult to move. Still, she stubbornly struggled stand, then with a great heave she literally threw herself over the hood and landed on the asphalt. Her poor little cucco ears would not stop ringing, and she scrambled under the car. Maybe he'd leave her alone or she could figure out some way to covey to him she wasn't a demon Pidgey...]
is the courtyard good with you or something? <3tribuluneAugust 10 2011, 15:19:59 UTC
[Waka's meaning of leisure meant sitting down, relaxing, and enjoying nature while playing some rather soothing music.
Yes, how soothing. So soothing that maybe even woodland creatures will start coming out! Except no, none of them are because who cares about some random, weird-looking blonde playing a flute. Save that for the fairy tales.
... but oho, what's this? Maybe he got lucky, after all. Is that a chicken?]
[It certainly was a chicken. Perhaps she had been lured by the music or it was just coincidental timing, but her attention was had. This guy? Samus had never seen him before. She was aware of the transfer/exchange program starting up this year, but strange and unfamiliar faces were typically met with skepticism and suspicion regardless.
At least until she got to know them.
Cautiously, she ventured closer to Waka, trying to stay out of sight. That was kind of hard being a white ball of fluff and feathers, but she tried.]
[Waka's words were poorly phrased (knowing full well what cats like to drag in) and did little to entice her closer. His hand might as well of been a hook the way she was staring at it. After a few moments, however, the bird tilted her head curiously.]
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Yeah, that's what happened at the Firehouse. And it's all well and good until you come home and find there's nothing in the fridge. And you're too lazy to do the grocery shopping, or possibly really pissed because your girlfriend got herself turned into a bird.
So the only thing in the fridge is like. Some eggs. Which would probably be really offensive to cook right now. But you know what he's hungry, and Samus is off somewhere being a chicken, so instead of going to the grocery store like a responsible adult, he figures he can be sneaky and eat ALL THE EGGS before she gets back, and NONE WILL BE THE WISER.
Awwww yeaaaaaah.]
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Once she is inside she saunters right into the living area and hears him in the kitchen. Cooking something? Yeah, food is not a bad idea.
CLUCK. HONEY, I'M HOME. What are you fooding I went on an adventure today and I can't even tell you about it so what are you doing I might also possibly be hungry CLUCK.]
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BUT WAIT. That is the sound of a chicken girlfriend returning. SHIT SHE'S GOING TO CATCH HIM BEING INSENSITIVE.
The obvious solution is to cover his plate of eggs in so much ketchup that she won't know what's under the condiment.
So he's just standing in the kitchen, looking really inconspicuous and trying to shovel as much food in his mouth as possible before she finds him. Eating eggs.]
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Was that a chicken roaming around? Is this one of them?
In that moment, Meta Knight and Samus the cucco made eye contact. LET THE STARING BEGIN.]
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Said specie caught Meta Knight's stare. Ah, Samus recognized him from before, although he looked a little different. That was very probably because they were roughly the same size now, and eye-contact was easily had.
And easily stared. Did he know something? Suspect this was not just some innocuous chicken strutting around campus?
Staring.]
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So he just continued to stare at Cucco Samus. Stare. Staaaaaaaare. Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaare.]
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What was his problem? The chicken adjusted her stance so now she was staring straight on. The posture was slightly confrontational, though she made no inclination of picking a fight just yet.
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~ DEMON PIDGEY!! ~
[Here's a Swift Attack heading your way, Cucco Samus. And there will be more; Azelf will show no mercy]
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Azelf, no!
While it's often very startling and intimidating, the neat thing about shouting out something before you attack means it gives the target some margin of warning to get out of the way. With a great leap, Samus took to the air, fluttering frantically and narrowly avoiding the Swift Attack. She landed rather clumsily on the top of an oldsmobile.
The parking lot was proving to be very hazardous today for someone who wasn't really a chicken. She was going to try and let Azelf know that.
...Except it sounded like a bunch of angry clucking and cawing.]
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But no worries! There's another attack the Pixie have that the Cucco could never escape from. And that move is Uproar; sure, it'll cause some car alarms to go off, but at least he'll bring in the pain. You hear that, Demon Pidgey? You're going down!]
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Yes, how soothing. So soothing that maybe even woodland creatures will start coming out! Except no, none of them are because who cares about some random, weird-looking blonde playing a flute. Save that for the fairy tales.
... but oho, what's this? Maybe he got lucky, after all. Is that a chicken?]
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At least until she got to know them.
Cautiously, she ventured closer to Waka, trying to stay out of sight. That was kind of hard being a white ball of fluff and feathers, but she tried.]
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He halts in his tune and leans forever, a hand held out in hopes of attracting the bird.]
Well, well, look what the cat drug in! Where did you come from, mon amie?
[He loves him some wildlife. He isn't going to lie about that.]
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