escordvi | [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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[ 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.

Wow. It must have been magical, too? [She seemed to trail off in thought of her own question, less wanting an answer than simply thinking out loud.] To get it off that way, I mean.

[She shook her head to clear it. She smiled back at him to reassure him.]

It's all right. It's nice of you to warn me. I'm better off for knowing. Thank you.

They were expecting us. [ Hawks offers his thought but he nods a little. ]

Hopefully they don't show up again. [ He smiles. ] I don't think much of people like that. [ Hawks is a little...sensitive to the issues surrounding this case. ]

Well I don't blame you. Can't say I think much of people like that either!

[She said with a too-cute smile on her lips... and a tougher gleam in her eyes that clearly said what she'd do if ever she ran into anyone like that.]

[ Yeah, well, while he should dissuade people, Hawks tends not to. The more people who get involved and look after others, the better the world is. He believes that. He does, however, hold up the flower. ]

Thank you for the flower. [ Hawks grins. ] Stay safe? [ That's it, that's his advice. He'll let her get back to work. ]

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