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tushanshu2013-08-15 01:23 pm
excessivehubris) wrote in tushanshu2013-08-15 01:23 pm
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[Charles looked probably particularly short when in comparison with the egg he sat beside. The egg itself had a soft luminous glow about it that was reflected in the telepath’s expression. He had one hand resting delicately on the shell and every so often would give a soft chuckle as if he were being tickled.]
How absolutely extraordinary.
[He said softly, before giving a blink and focusing back on his device. Someone had gotten distracted by tiny turtle emotions.]
I was curious about the draw I’d felt to come down this way and to this, [he looks up along the shell and well, even if it towered over him it was still an,] egg. I do not normally suffer from such compulsions.
[His control on his own mind was too strong (as a rule) and at first he’d been quite bemused at the strength of the compulsion, edging towards concerned. However, once he’d drawn closer and the egg had begun to resonate, everything had seemed to settle around him and he couldn’t imagine why he’d been concerned.
Which, of course, was concerning and had led to Charles investigating the egg with telepathic tendrils and oh what a fascinating response he’d gotten in return. In fact, it had him chuckling again as he brushed his hand lightly over the shell, almost like one would rub a baby’s back to sooth.]
I would not call it a conversation, per say but whoever is inside certainly seems to have a sweet and positive outlook on life at the moment. At least this one does.
I apologize if this has already been covered elsewhere but has anyone else come across an egg like this one?
How absolutely extraordinary.
[He said softly, before giving a blink and focusing back on his device. Someone had gotten distracted by tiny turtle emotions.]
I was curious about the draw I’d felt to come down this way and to this, [he looks up along the shell and well, even if it towered over him it was still an,] egg. I do not normally suffer from such compulsions.
[His control on his own mind was too strong (as a rule) and at first he’d been quite bemused at the strength of the compulsion, edging towards concerned. However, once he’d drawn closer and the egg had begun to resonate, everything had seemed to settle around him and he couldn’t imagine why he’d been concerned.
Which, of course, was concerning and had led to Charles investigating the egg with telepathic tendrils and oh what a fascinating response he’d gotten in return. In fact, it had him chuckling again as he brushed his hand lightly over the shell, almost like one would rub a baby’s back to sooth.]
I would not call it a conversation, per say but whoever is inside certainly seems to have a sweet and positive outlook on life at the moment. At least this one does.
I apologize if this has already been covered elsewhere but has anyone else come across an egg like this one?
[ACTION]
Breaking cover, Leo stands briefly at the rough and crumbling edge, eyes reflecting white as his mask tails flutter in the wind. Then he jumps straight down from his perch, the aqueduct a good two stories high, landing in a three-point crouch with a heavy whump. Quietly he stands, then approaches the stranger with noiseless footsteps, stopping at a respectful range – about three katana-lengths.
He recalls having seen this guy's face on the network (before he dropped off the grid in order to train with his cousins, anyway), but draws a blank on any useful information, other than a short introductory post about… Two months ago? A teacher, was he? Seems harmless enough, but Leo doesn't know him and he can't trust someone he doesn't know yet. Having somebody of unknown trustworthiness around that egg makes him practically twitchy with paranoia, and although he puts on a front of (hopefully) inscrutable and guarded professionalism, inside he's wired tight and ready for action.
Back home, Leo would have immediately written him off as not a threat simply based on how he moves and speaks – he doesn't strike Leo as a warrior of any sort, and if he's packing a weapon the ninja will be extremely surprised – but here? People have hidden, unexpected and sometimes a very dangerous abilities. Leo simply cannot afford to make assumptions, especially with the stakes so high. (He doesn't even know what they are yet, but he knows it's Important.)
"That depends. What are you going to do with that egg?" Leo jerks his chin at the precious bundle. The young ninja is willing to defend it to the full extent of his abilities, although he's hoping he won't have to.