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come_sailaway2023-09-07 09:15 am
yournewsidekick) wrote in come_sailaway2023-09-07 09:15 am
[OPEN] September catch-all
Who: Nimona and YOU!
What: Recovering and regressing (thanks to the flowers)
When: September
Where: All over the ship
Warnings: Game-typical angst; more warnings will be added if needed
(1) a feather on the air
Nimona doesn't spend much time as a human right after the big tournament. It still makes her itch. So there are a whole lotta pink animals flitting around the ship for a while -- a rat here, a bear there, a lizard sunning itself on a railing, a rabbit gnawing industriously on the nearest piece of wooden furniture. An enormous whale breaching off the starboard bow of the ship. Maybe an octopus sipping a milkshake by the pool, as it reads a library book with one tentacle and draws mustaches all over the pictures with another.
(And a horse probably thirty percent of the time. She's still gonna play that long game, even if she's pretty sure her cover got blown when she freaked out all over Edgar.)
(2) dreams are sweet until they're not
Within a week and a half, though, she's feeling okay enough to shift back to human for a while. She's got heists to commit, after all!
Well. "Heists." Going through the motions of paying for things kinda puts a damper on it. And honestly, her heart's not really into the attempt, anyway, as she sweeps an entire rack of personalized souvenir keychains into a sand bucket and slouches toward the side of the ship.
Threading her legs through the lower bar of the railing, she takes a seat, folds one arm over the top railing, and starts listlessly chucking the keychains into the ocean one by one. This isn't brooding. This is a good old-fashioned proper mope.
But hey, maybe you can get a keychain with your name on it if she doesn't empty the entire bucket first?
(3) i remember fields of flowers
And then the flowers start to sprout.
They're... actually kind of pretty? Not that Nimona would admit it, but seeing them unfold from the decks and the ceiling cheers her up a little. There's something about the tiny blue and purple ones in particular that she really likes -- enough to draw her closer one day while she's wandering around.
A little self-consciously, she leans in for a sniff.
And then, jolting back with a gasp, she vanishes in a rush of pink light that immediately darts out of view.
[Nimona's been hit by forget-me-nots! She's regressed to her earliest days of running wild in the forest, before she met any humans; she's more timid, will appear much younger if you spot her, and does not have a cynical bone in her body. Relevant (spoilery) scene from the movie is here.]
What: Recovering and regressing (thanks to the flowers)
When: September
Where: All over the ship
Warnings: Game-typical angst; more warnings will be added if needed
(1) a feather on the air
Nimona doesn't spend much time as a human right after the big tournament. It still makes her itch. So there are a whole lotta pink animals flitting around the ship for a while -- a rat here, a bear there, a lizard sunning itself on a railing, a rabbit gnawing industriously on the nearest piece of wooden furniture. An enormous whale breaching off the starboard bow of the ship. Maybe an octopus sipping a milkshake by the pool, as it reads a library book with one tentacle and draws mustaches all over the pictures with another.
(And a horse probably thirty percent of the time. She's still gonna play that long game, even if she's pretty sure her cover got blown when she freaked out all over Edgar.)
(2) dreams are sweet until they're not
Within a week and a half, though, she's feeling okay enough to shift back to human for a while. She's got heists to commit, after all!
Well. "Heists." Going through the motions of paying for things kinda puts a damper on it. And honestly, her heart's not really into the attempt, anyway, as she sweeps an entire rack of personalized souvenir keychains into a sand bucket and slouches toward the side of the ship.
Threading her legs through the lower bar of the railing, she takes a seat, folds one arm over the top railing, and starts listlessly chucking the keychains into the ocean one by one. This isn't brooding. This is a good old-fashioned proper mope.
But hey, maybe you can get a keychain with your name on it if she doesn't empty the entire bucket first?
(3) i remember fields of flowers
And then the flowers start to sprout.
They're... actually kind of pretty? Not that Nimona would admit it, but seeing them unfold from the decks and the ceiling cheers her up a little. There's something about the tiny blue and purple ones in particular that she really likes -- enough to draw her closer one day while she's wandering around.
A little self-consciously, she leans in for a sniff.
And then, jolting back with a gasp, she vanishes in a rush of pink light that immediately darts out of view.
[Nimona's been hit by forget-me-nots! She's regressed to her earliest days of running wild in the forest, before she met any humans; she's more timid, will appear much younger if you spot her, and does not have a cynical bone in her body. Relevant (spoilery) scene from the movie is here.]
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She fairly certain by now that the rabbit is also the demon horse, advocating for the creature as much as she is, but she can't actually compare souls, so there could be a completely different passenger that shifts into a horse. Or maybe there is a horse. The rabbit doesn't seem to be lying about that.
Also, do you have a name or should I just call you Rabbit?
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Another crack as she finishes biting the chunk of wood in half.
Completely ignoring the first question, she adds, just as cheerful, "Who're you?"
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My name is Valdis.
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Untucking herself from her comfortable crouch, she hops the rest of the way to the enormous wolf, only stopping when they're practically nose-to-nose.
"And to answer your question," she goes on, with the biggest, roundest, most adorable eyes in sharp contrast to all her pointy teeth. "Top half."
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Valdis grins a wolfy grin, showing all her teeth.
That's my favorite half too.
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She play-snaps her teeth at Valdis, launches herself into the air, and takes off in a mad dash out of the library. Is this a test to see if she's gotta worry about Valdis catching her someday? Does she just want to race for the hell of it? Porque no los dos?
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That was fun.