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[Open] It's Time For A Rest

Who: Hawks & You
Status: Open
Where: The Roost & Eltrut
What: Hawks has been rescued, he’s a bit sore about that, and he’s gone to get his tattoo reapplied and then made his way back to what is his new home. Maybe. He saw it for like five seconds.
Warnings: Probably none?

I. Eltrut

A. Flightless Bird

[ Even though he’s been healed at least to a reasonable degree, Hawks is heading through town with a singular goal in mind – get his tattoo replaced. Normally he’s pretty nimble, and quick at that, but at the moment he’s downright slow because having nothing on his back is messing with his senses.

This is a perfect time to sneak up on him, because his senses are significantly duller than they were.

That or he’s lost his footing again, stumbling into some poor innocent person. He scoffs in annoyance, but it’s not at them. ]

I’m really sorry. [His apology is pretty genuine, he’s just frustrated. ]

B. Quick Detour

[ Now that he’s got his wings restored and tucked back against his back, it’s time to eat! No one’s going to stop him from going into the nearest tavern and ordering whatever chicken they have for sale.

Look, he’s earned this. He didn’t have a great time. Maybe there’s only one seat left, or it’s a the bar, but Hawks will sidle in where he can. ]

Don’t mind if I sit, do you? [ He flashes a friendly smile. ]

II. The Roost

A. The Shadow Above

[ Hawks tends to come and go in the air, as opposed to the sea, probably for good reason considering he seems all too happy flying around the island to get the lay of the land. Most of the time he’s not going that fast, but he does have a large shadow when he’s getting closer to the ground. It could be startling if they aren’t expecting him around.

That said, he tends to keep an eye on the ground below.

Drop something? A feather is there to snatch it before it hits the ground to lift it back up to be taken.

Need a hand with something? Just wave him down and he’ll be there practically in the blink of an eye. ]

B. Perching

[ Hawks happens to love to perch. Whether it’s on tree tops, rocks, fences, the ledge of buildings, he’s all too happy to sit on the edge and couch down to look around. It could be alarming, but he’s not going to fall, and if he did?

Well he has wings. He’ll be fine. That and he knows how to fall. ]

C. On The Ground

[ Hawks has to come down sometime, that and he was actually injured on his trip to being a hostage and to that end that’s probably more evident when he’s on the ground. Turning the wrong way gets a little hiss out of him, but otherwise he seems fine, except for when he’s looking for ice to press on his ribcage. They healed him some, but as expected they didn’t really know what to do with his physiology. He wasn’t upset about it.

He’s all too eager to eat meals, but he never volunteers to prepare them. Asking him to help with the dishes – he’s all too happy to help, but he can’t help but follow it up with- ]

How do I do it? [ Yeah, he’s a disaster. Don’t mind him. ]

D. Wildcard

[ Keep in mind that Hawks is a Paladin which means interacting with him could lead to pain. He will tolerate any and all pain sent his way, he’s used to it. It’s also spring time, there’s a good chance that one of his feathers finds its way somewhere you’re not expecting. He’s not using them for spying – his wings are starting to molt, but boy come May he’s gonna be looking pretty scruffy. ]

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"Have at." [Hawks is greeted with a familiar black-coated shrug, as Axel returns to his seat-- specifically the only other vacated one at the tiny table Hawks has settled into.]

"Don't think I'll stick around long though."

[Axel smiles grimly, with a twirl of his-- for once-- ungloved wrist with the visage of a black, skeletal dragon curled around a dagger for Hawks to acknowledge.

You know, because they're 'enemies' or whatever.]

Starting to seem like everyone I've talked to is a Corsair. [ Hawks never asked - it's not relevant. He slides his glove back some and sure enough on his hand is a blue whale curled around a shield. ]

Getting really sick of this bullshit. [ The Paladins weren't exactly acting Paladin-like and the Corsairs seem to be ordinary people, all of this is mildly annoying to him. He can take the pain though, he's not worried about it. He covers his hand back again properly.

Then he picks up a piece of chicken and takes a rather big bite. Not his most polite way of doing things. ] You doing alright?

"And everyone I know's a paladin." [Axel finishes, mutually pained.

He has half the mind to reach out and stop Hawks from leaving, when the other merely takes an aggressive bite of their chicken.

..you know what, Hawks has the right idea. Axel sinks his teeth into his own basket of fries. No croquette but they would do.]

"More or less." [Axel mutters quietly, not liking the thought that anything about him might suggest he was recent victim of kidnapping. The breakout hadn't exactly been subtle and there were certainly enough of them crowding the shores waiting for rescue though, who knows who saw what.]

"Third bar I've tried today, but hey, if they kick me out before I can pay, jokes on them."

[ He's hungry and even if he wasn't, he still wouldn't walk away. He's not that happy about being branded. He's already got one owner, he doesn't need another, and the fact it's come to that has him annoyed to no end. However, he'll keep a lid on that, for now, until he finds whoever's behind it. Then he'll gladly let them know exactly how he feels. ]

Yeah, I got some healing but only so much they could do about my ribs. It'll be fine, just takes time. [ No, but Hawks is annoying about gathering intel, and most likely he's got a half-decent idea of who all was involved one way or another. ]

Anyone who wants to kick you out will have to get past me, and I'm not in the best mood to be nice about it. [ The thing about birds getting their feathers all ruffled when annoyed? It's true. His wings puff up a little bit and settle back down. ]

[Axel can't help the faint smirk of amusement at the proclamation. He knows it's not for him; Hawks is a hero after all, he's going to be ruffled by the mistreatment of anybody. The sentiment is hard to ignore all the same.

As is the very specific topic of conversation he keeps dropping. The assassin sighs. Hawks knows, or is very close to knowing. What's the point in continuing to hide it?]

"Time, a healer and a heap of gross medicine."

[Axel supposes it's only fair after the verbal dissection he gave the other back at the lodge.]

"Or did you get through your treatment already?"

[ The truth is that he can't stand mindless discrimination or mistreatment, of course he'll be upset about it. Not that he has any intention of ever explaining why, or just how furious it made him to know about those scum. ]

I was very good and held still for the required amount of time. [ Yes, but he's a very difficult patient. ]

I broke two ribs, but my bones are kinda weird, they weren't too sure what to do with 'em. Time, rest, all that. [ One of those things he'll follow, the other not so much. ] Bones like mine don't just break, they shatter and splinter.

"Eesh, tough break."

[Er. Sorry.]

"Sounds like my experience." [The 'sitting still' being as high as the bar of compliance gets, at least.] "I got one dose but either it works or it doesn't; I'm not going back."

[Going to the doctor's was already a chore to Lea and the outlook did not improve as Axel-- particularly when a good chunk of the Organization started as researchers. It doesn't matter who it is, he doesn't want anyone to perform any exam of any kind, thank you!]

"Well break or no break, nothing could keep you from your chicken, huh?"

[ Hawks chuckles anyway, he's not too offended by jokes made at his expense. ]

I don't usually have time to sit around either, so I don't really want to.

[ He grins wide. ]

Nope, I'm starving and no better way to fix that than to eat some poor delicious chicken. Someone has to do it.

"And here you are, Elrut's finest, in our hour of need."

[Our Chicken-devouring savio--]

"Agh!"

[Axel drops a fry when a painful jolt shoots up his arm, the dull simmering burn expanding to something closer like an electric shock.

Right, the brand. The pain is only going to continue to build and build the longer they ignore it. He still grinds his teeth, searching Hawks for signs of his own discomfort.

That can't be great for bird boy and his recovering ribs, but he'll stick it out as long as they can. Or at least a short while longer.]

"So you and me," [His elbow hits the table a little rougher than he intends, as he tries to find a new way to resume resting on it.]

"We've both been around the same amount of time and it's a big ocean. Any places you've liked visiting so far?"

[ Hawks is smiling, unflappable. The only sign of the jolt of pain is subtle, a twitch of his pinkie finger and then nothing. Axel shouldn't try to stick it out as long as him, he's used to ignoring pain and just dealing with it without complaint.

It definitely hurts, but he's had much worse. He flicks a concerned look Axel's way, but he won't bring it up. He trusts him to know his own limits. ]

What I like about this place is the big open sky. [ Probably not that surprising really. ]

Although, Eltrut's always the busiest place I end up, and I've been on Nogard quite a bit, but now that I have a crew, their island is probably the prettiest place I've been.

"Yeah?" [Of course the flyer would pick the entire sky, Axel should have known.]

"I thought Ocard was pretty neat. That many dragons in one place isn't something I've seen before."

[He gnaws more than chews now, looking less like he intends to eat his food and more like he wants some excuse to keep biting down on something. He tilts back in his chair after eviscerating a fry, gripping his jacket instead.]

"But nah, I think you've got me beat. At the end of the day, nothing beats the Crew's isle."

[Nobodies had complicated views of 'home', instinctively they knew they didn't belong anywhere. But that place.. among that crowd, yeah, Axel thinks it just might be close enough.]

"Bet yours is pretty special too."

[ Sometimes he's as much of a bird as he is a person, the sky is great.

He isn't sure he can say it's his home, he's barely arrived on a crew, to the point he doesn't really know his crewmates. Not yet. He's not exactly the best guy for attachments, but while Axel is struggling, he isn't. He's eaten in worse conditions. He's used to eating when he can, that's something he's managed since he was old enough to manage solid food on his own. ]

It's definitely pretty. I've never been anywhere like it.

[ Hawks hums a little bit and glances at Axel's hand. ]

If that's bothering you too much, I can move. [ Even if he'd rather have pleasant conversation and company, the brands are just too unfair. ]

[She was offering flowers out of her basket when Hawks bumped into her. She took it in stride. Crowded areas tended to have accidents occur. She dropped the flower she had in hand, but she was more surprised by the apology than the unfortunate accident.

She offered Hawks a small smile.] It's okay, really.

[Her eyes drifted down and she looked for the flower that she dropped so she could save it.]

[ Hawks follows her gaze to the flower and crouches down easily to scoop it up carefully. It would've hurt if he'd bent over to do that, but he's very used to crouching constantly when he perches, so it's not difficult at all. He rises back up and offers it to her. ]

Still, my bad. [ Hopefully it's not too worse for wear. ]

[Her smile brightened at his effort to retrieve the flower for her.]

Thank you.

[She began to reach out for it but then stopped mid-reach.]

You wouldn't happen to be interested in purchasing one, would you? Just one gil! I mean, doubloon.

[She said with a mischievous but perhaps charming expression.]

[ Oh, she's good. Hawks can't help but laugh. Yeah, he's broke, but he's managing and he reaches into his pocket to fish out a doubloon and offers it to her with a playful wink. ]

Can't fault you for the hustle.

[ He'll find some odd job to do later. ]

[She accepted his doubloon graciously. And then beamed at him.]

Thank you. Here, allow me. [And before he could object she plucked the flower from him and leaned forward to carefully pin it to his garment. She took a step back to admire it.]

Mmmhm. Suits you!

Thank you! [ Hawks offers a bright genuine smile, instead of going for the flirty route. He hasn't ever had a flower pinned to his jacket before, but honestly, if he took off in flight it would be at risk of falling off. ]

Surprisingly, I've never had contact with many flowers. My fans tend to know I'm food motivated.

[That was okay. It would look pretty while it lasted. Aerith thought his smile looked good, too, and was happy that she had gotten to cause it with a flower.]

Your fans do, hmm? So you're popular with people for...?

I'm a hero in my world. Top ranked, number two, so everyone knows who I am. [ He knows it's a 'weird' profession. He's been told. ]

Don't really have fans here which is not exactly a negative, I guess.

A hero...?

[It was less a question and more a thoughtful pause for contemplation. Like on who it made her think of.]

Isn't it? Who's going to send you all kinds of delicious food then? [She giggled, only teasing.]

Well it's kind of a double edged sword, you know. Nice when I get food, less nice when people get a little handsy with me, and the fact they always stalk me through social media.

[ Hawks just smiles, you win some and you lose some. ]

I'd show you my quirk, you can't miss it, but I need to get my tattoo reapplied.

That makes sense. People can be a little... eccentric sometimes. And forget their manners when they get over-excited.

[Maybe sometimes her, too. Oops. She understood what he meant though.]

Yeah, that's kind of a necessity around here. The tattoos that don't last and yet are so useful to have.

I don't mind that too much. [ Well he's not supposed to mind, but frankly pulling on his wings drives him to feel annoyed. ]

It was fine, except I got caught up in a mess out there and someone actually removed it. Just... [ If Aerith isn't aware of what's going on, he doesn't want to scare her. ]

Be careful, okay? [ He can't guarantee all those kidnappers are actually done and gone. ]

They removed it?

[Aerith rubbed her arm where beneath the jacket sleeve was her tattoo.]

That seems...specifically designed. Why would someone do that? [She shook her head.] Don't worry, I'll be careful but I can handle more than it seems.

Yeah they had some kind of solution that washed the tattoo right off. They knew what they were doing. [ He got as much information as he could, but he doesn't exactly feel like it was enough. ]

Ah, I don't mean offense, I'm sure you can. [ Hawks smiles, he's from a world where nearly everyone has some kind of superpower, so he wouldn't be surprised. ] It's just a friendly warning all the same. Where I was, was destroyed, but I can't be sure that's all of them.

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