Log - OTA

[byeeeeeeeee]

Who: Hunter + Flapjack, and you
When: January
Where: All around
Summary: Flapjack wants to be creepy. (Flapjack is not creepy.)
Warnings: Blanket CW for child abuse, animal abuse/injury; talk of gun violence


[Don't look now, but there's a bird standing on your windowsill staring in - a small, scarred, bright red cardinal.

Or maybe you hear something scratching or pecking on the glass and...oh. He's supposed to fly away before he's seen. Crap. Perhaps the panicked flurry of feathers is unnerving?

Or are you being followed by a persistent chirp that is trying so very hard to be menacing?

Or maybe you are lucky enough to witness a white sheet struggling and flopping between trees before dropping to the ground. A sad little lump is trying to find its way out.

No matter what or where, Hunter is nearby - hiding just under the window, tucked up in the bushes, crouched behind a tree - ready to swoop in and grab the cardinal should anything go wrong.

He'll cradle his bird in his hands and Flapjack will chirp at him, and he'll sigh.]

I'm sorry, but you aren't very intimidating.

Comments

[neonleon]

[His eyes flick up to Hunter before the voice comes then back to Flapjack.]

He got me on my toes, that's for sure. Didn't really scare me though, sorry bud. Next time?

[byeeeeeeeee]

[The little cardinal looks ridiculously proud of himself, even as he's scooped up by Hunter and deposited on a shoulder. Hunter just looks tired.]

Don't encourage him. We've been at this hours.

[neonleon]

He's just practicing his skill.

[Huh. Human (? those ears) not super freaked out by giant walking talking turtle. Okay.]

Can't blame him for wanting to do his own training, right?

[byeeeeeeeee]

I don't want him getting tied up with those Entities.

[Turtle? Nah, this dude is some kind of demon. A very normal thing to be.]

But he insists on trying. My only saving grace is that he sucks at it. Ow.

[Flapjack nips the lobe of his pointy ear and let off a series of frustrated tweets.]

[neonleon]

[Watching that with a grin.]

I dunno. I think he finds your lack of faith in him a little insulting. Maybe.

[byeeeeeeeee]

He does.

[He's not going to translate Flapjack's tirade, but that's the gist of it.]

But we can get by just fine without magic. He doesn't have to do this.

[neonleon]

[Leo readjusts his belt strap over his chest but looks at them when Hunter says that. That could mean SO many things, and he's pretty curious about it.]

He's magic? Please tell me he's magic. If he's magic, that might be the coolest thing I've seen here.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[Flapjack fluffs up again, this time looking entirely too proud of himself. Hear that? He's the coolest thing!]

He is. Flapjack is a palisman. Usually, he'd be able to change between this form and a staff, and lend his powers. And for whatever reason, he chose me as his witch. [Which was honestly the best thing that ever happened to him.]

[neonleon]

[Filing that term away for now and just looking Hunter and Flapjack over.]

That is very cool. [Not as cool as stage magic, but still magic.] Seems like a smart palisman? Palisman.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[Real magic...less cool than...stage magic???]

He's very smart.

[For a magic bird. A magic bird that has decided the giant turtle is his new best friend, fluttering from Hunter's shoulder to Leo.]

Oh, and a traitor. [There's no venom behind it. This is actually a nice break from hiding in weird places so Flap can get his scare on.]

[neonleon]

A traitor, huh.

[Grinning at that!! Bird on his shoulder! The kind of shit out of a Disney cartoon or something. He offers one fingertip to Flapjack before carefully??? Petting his head.]

Still, sounds like you two are close. That's awesome.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[Flapjack flits from Leo's shoulder to the finger with a happy little twitter, clearly pleased with the attention.]

Yeah. We are. [And yet, he seems a little sad. He digs into a pocket and pulls out a plastic baggy full of blueberries, handing it over.]

Here. He likes berries.

[neonleon]

That'ssocool.

[But Leo blinks at the bag of berries, taking it and looking from Hunter to Flapjack. Caaaarefully offers one.]

Not for nothing, you're looking like you're not having a baja blast right now.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[Flapjack takes the berry with a happy little flutter and, once the berry is gone, looks at his new friend expectantly.

Hunter just looks puzzled.]

No? I...don't have a baja blast... [WTF is a baja blast??]

[neonleon]

[A baja blast is something you are NOT having right now, Hunter.]

No, obviously you don't. You seem bummed. C'mon, tell old Leon all about it.

[Donnie is being traded for Flapjack. Flapjack is his new best friend as he feeds one more berry.]

[byeeeeeeeee]

[But what is it!?]

Oh. No. [He waves a dismissive hand.] It's nothing. I just...Uh.

[He casts a furtive look at the little bird, who is accepting his next berry. The little bird who does not know his fate, and if Hunter has any say in it, never will.]

We're not just close, like you said. We're bonded. I know he's just trying to protect me, and getting his magic is part of that, but... I'd rather he just be safe.

[neonleon]

Oh.

[Takes two seconds before it's OH!! Aw fuck, lil guy. Leo looks at Flapjack nibbling that berry. Jeez... How unfortunate for these two.]

I get that. Like, don't get me wrong, it sucks. Me and my brother can't use ours either for uh. I assume the same reasons.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[There's another giant turtle demon running around here?]

It sucks. [But what are you gonna do? Even Flap is looking concerned, so maybe it's a good time to not talk about this.]

You said your name is...Leon?

[neonleon]

[well Leo won't be the one upsetting the adorable disney sidekick animal.]

Leo, Leonard, whatever works. I answer to 'em all.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[He nods.] Hunter.

[Flapjack makes some noise at him, and he shakes his head.] I already told him your name. [More bird chattering.] What's rude about...? [Hunter looks skyward and gestures to the bird with a mock flourish.] And he's Flapjack.

[neonleon]

[Cute. Just watching Flapjack.]

Nice t'meet you, Flapjack.

[Just grins.]

You too, Hunter.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[Flapjack is pretty cute, and loving the attention. Hunter smiles. At least the little guy is getting on well with the locals. Or, well...]

Um, so...no offense! But I've never seen anyone like you before. I'm assuming you're not from the Human Realm?

[neonleon]

[If he had eyebrows, he'd be arching one. As it is, one side of his mask lifts up instead with the idea of the expression.]

I'm from Manhattan, if that's what you're asking. Live underground though, humans up top don't really uh. It's better if we just keep our distance.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[Man-hat-in. A land shaped like a man hat, he guesses.

He nods in understanding.] I had to hide my ears. Humans can be...weirdly intolerant.

[neonleon]

Ugh, tell me about it. Me and my brothers aren't really into the idea of being caught and experimented on any time soon. So we just stay underground, or come up wearing as much disguise as we can find.

Humans are so so weird af about it.