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apocalypsehowcomm2023-01-07 10:03 pm
byeeeeeeeee) wrote in apocalypsehowcomm2023-01-07 10:03 pm
Log - OTA
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.
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.
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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.]
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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.
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[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.
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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?
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Leo, Leonard, whatever works. I answer to 'em all.
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[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.
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Nice t'meet you, Flapjack.
[Just grins.]
You too, Hunter.
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Um, so...no offense! But I've never seen anyone like you before. I'm assuming you're not from the Human Realm?
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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.
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He nods in understanding.] I had to hide my ears. Humans can be...weirdly intolerant.
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Humans are so so weird af about it.
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[He and the other witches were able to get by with hats, creative hairstyling, and illusions.
Flapjack makes a sympathetic sound and bends to rub his head on Leo's finger.]
You would fit right in with the demon population back home.
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[Aww... Flapjack, you're too pure for this world, Stranger or not. He's willing to hear out, even if he knows he and his brothers aren't demons.
Although a conversation in the middle of the hallway isn't like... the best. So Leo starts casually guiding them somewhere quieter, the canteen... cafeteria..whatever ADI wants to call it.]
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Well, I've never seen a demon that looks like you but Demons come in all kinds of shapes and sizes and...and colors. I don't think anyone would look twice.
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[That's... A thought. and not necessarily something he can wrap his head around right now.]
I mean, that sounds pretty dope. Might be cool walking around a bunch of people that look like me.
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[He can't really relate. Outwardly, humans and witches (and...him) aren't all that different. His ears can be tucked under a hat or hoodie.]
Well, you have your brother here, right?
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...You met him already didn't you. Please tell me I don't have to apologize for anything he said. Or broke. Or stole.
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Not yet. Though he should be easy enough to spot...]Does...he do those things often?
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No, never, why would you ask that, I didn't say that at all.
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