[ open ] Sunrise is the best sight of the day

[deepstar]

Who: Claude/Khalid + You
Status: Open
Where: Varies
What: MANTA questing
Warnings: TBD




Tнιѕ Cαкε ιѕ gяεαт

Oh shit! Watch out!

[ Because Claude has 100% has opened a portal, testing out the staff. Maybe someone should tell him that he's not really meant to use those things. He is a bow user, not a magic user! However, this portal thing is really too neat not to try, right? So here Khalid is, testing out the effectiveness as he is meant to, and he's opened one up near other people...

Only for a cake to come flying out of it. Aimed right at someone nearby.

There are worse things to get hit by at least? ]

ѕкυll ƒυll σƒ ƒlαмε

So... Do you think the big guy will get upset that we setting fires inside of him? I'm not sure I would, personally, like the idea of people moving inside me.

[ No innuendo intended. Khalid understands that the leviathan seems to be having a rough go of it. No one deserves to be cold. In fact, coming from a warmer climate himself, Claude actually really hates the cold. Maybe that's why he feels for Nogard here.]

I just hope the fires don't get stuck here. People too.

[ Now he says all of this, but he has everything he needs to go and join others in navigating the giant skull. Fire starters and kindling, mostly. ]

You'd think that there would be some kind of magic that could help out.

gιαит мσтн

[ Since the moth likes goats, Khalid has decided to purchase a couple and then set them up for a trap. They're there, in an open field next to a treeline. There, in the brush, Khalid is sitting there, waiting. More specifically, he's sitting on his white wyvern, bow in hand and just waiting. ]

The moment that moth shows up, Azita and I are going to chase it. Once downed, we can tag team it.

[ Well. Providing that everything goes as planned, right? ]

Wιldcαяd

[ Free for all! If you want a personal starter or if you want to plot, hit me up at verthunder or on Discord. Claude will also be participating in anything involved with Beneath the Ink II so if you want to do something related to that as well, I'm game. ]

Comments

» cakery

[tilfrosset]

[There really should be more than just a few words as a warning. Perhaps a loud horn, something at a higher pitch than someone's voice. Something not easily ignored. Not that Jill ignores the warning, but she does turn her head towards it instead of running away from it. Bad move.

She takes the confection straight to the face. Yes, there are worse things to get hit by and thankfully, there's a split second where she manages to shut her eyes before the whole mess happens, but it happens nonetheless.

Perhaps Jill should just be glad there weren't any lit candles on it.]

[deepstar]

[ Khalid full out winces. He hadn't known, really, the there would be a cake being tossed out. Well, not this time. There had been a few issues with that as he's been testing them. It's just very unpredictable.

He tenses up and starts to look around for something to wipe her face off with. ]

I'm really, really sorry about this.

[tilfrosset]

[It's part shock that someone would throw a cake—or anything at all, really—around a crowd and part disbelief that full dessert hangs on for a long moment before sliding off her face and onto the cobblestone path below with a loud splat.

Jill doesn't move for a moment as she hears the apology, but none of it really registers as she begins swiping the icing from her eyes. Her vision isn't clear enough to make out who's at fault right now. Even worse: this will take forever to get out of her hair.]

What... in the Founder's name?

[That's as close as one will ever get Jill to using foul language.]

[deepstar]

[ Ah, screw it. He takes out one of his sashes and hands it over to Jill. ]

Cake. From what I understand, it's reasonably good cake?

[tilfrosset]

I can see that.

[So she says, but really she's not seeing much of anything but a colorful blur being held towards her.

Cloth. Okay, Jill can work with this. She takes a moment to drag the sash over her eyes and then her mouth, spitting out a few crumbs. Very unladylike, but sometimes one has to do what one has to do.]

If that is the case, why are you making it a habit of throwing it at people?

[There are starving children in Valisthea who would commit crimes for cake!]

[deepstar]

[ He just stands there, politely watching the woman clean herself off. Claude would help out more, but that seems like it would be a little awkward. ]

What? Oh, no. That's not really what I'm doing. It just kind of happens sometimes.

[tilfrosset]

[Yeah, just more than a little. She's already annoyed at being beaned in the face; having some strange man whose the cause of the mess trying to help would just anger her so much more.]

Cakes just go flying into people's faces sometimes?

[Jill doesn't even want to know what happens all the time.]

[deepstar]

Eh, it's more like the cake just shoots out of the portal thing. The fact that it hits someone's face is just a coincidence more than anything else.

[ A shrug! It's not like Claude can know when the portal is going to work like that instead. Sorry, Jill. He really is. At the same time, it's not like it's his fault either. ]

Cake

[empyrean_mirror]

[Yep. That sure was a cake that just hit Kaveh in the face. He'd even turned a little to see who yelled so it beaned him square in the nose.

He's just...standing there. Buffering. Processing that he was, in fact, hit in the face with cake. Two years in this place and he can honestly say this is the strangest shit that's ever happened to him.

Mehrak is making a lot of angry beeping so congrats, Khalid, you now know what it sounds like when a suitcase cusses you out.]

[deepstar]

[ By now, he's starting to carry things on him to help clean up any messes that fussing with this thing creates. He winces at the fact that it's Kaveh of all people. This one he really does feel bad about, especially because the guy doesn't deserve that.

So when Mehrak is angrily beeping, he's casually pushing the machine aside. ]

Hey, hey. I can't predict when it's going to shoot out a cake.

[ But he already has a cloth out to wipe at Kaveh's face. ]