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[He's given up, surrendered, let go of the tiny pinprick of light that represents his life. It was a surprisingly peaceful moment, his mind far beyond the pain of his body. Rest for the warrior came only in death, and he had earned his rest with blood and pain and tears. Real, human tears, but only a few.

Hawks can't cry.

But they can wake up slowly, as he does, blinking a few times and letting his gaze shift over his surroundings.

Movement! There, between the grass, a tiny mouse. Nose poking up out of a hole. A hole he doesn't know. This isn't his meadow. He digs his talons into the branch. Not his tree either.

Not even his body.]

<Marco, if this is some kind of sick joke, I'm going to poop on you every morning for the rest of your life.>

[A fairly hollow threat, more out of worry. He was dead... wasn't he? He shifted sideways, bumping his Hitomi and knocking it to the ground. It activates, looking up at his belly as he shuffles, closer to the trunk of the tree.

Once there he lowers his head.]


[He smacks his skull on the bark twice, shakes his head roughly.]

<Great. I really hope this isn't the Cretaceous. Again.>

[He stretches his wings out, as if he intends to take flight, and instead tucks them back against his sides, sticking his head under one wing, preening a feather, and trying to figure out if his beak is still cracked. It isn't.

This is either a Sario Rip or the Ellimist's doing. Either way, he is not a happy hawk.]

<Well, at least there seems to be plenty of food.>

[He settles into his perch and lets his gaze focus intently on the grasses nearby. He either ignores or doesn't see the Hitomi on the ground beneath him.]


Aug. 20th, 2011 09:15 am (UTC)
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[There have been any number of strange things filmed with the Hitomi, so, a hawk? Why not?

But then the words out of nowhere, they're familiar to her now. And the name said voice mentions...]

Marco? You know Marco?

[Taken aback, maybe even kind of hopeful, yet not really. She doesn't know how to evaluate this.]

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Aug. 20th, 2011 09:18 am (UTC)
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[But wait. This guy isn't someone she knows, and thus this is rather a weird greeting. Remembering her self-imposed Welcome Committee (TM) duties, she puts on a friendly face.]

Ah, I'm sorry! You must be new here, right?
Aug. 21st, 2011 12:12 am (UTC)
<Yeah, I knew Marco. And I'm new here, too. I'm Tobias.>

[So many people! He's not really sure what to do with himself, with so many messages. He's going to end up spending all day under this willow, if he isn't careful.

He's already said way more than he should in public -- if you can call these video messages public, and it makes him uneasy. He shifts his weight between his talons a few times.]

<So... anything I need to know? Any laws about eating mice?>

[LAME, Tobias! That was so lame. Way to make a great first impression. He might as well declare himself king of roadkill.]
Aug. 21st, 2011 08:21 pm (UTC)
Hey, Tobias! I'm Rin. I, uh, know Marco as well. [Whoa, what's with the past tense there? Well, not a question for a first conversation.]

There's a lot to know! Mice should be fine, though. As long as they aren't secretly people. [NERVIOUS LAUGH. Man, this is awkward.]

What have you been told so far?
Aug. 22nd, 2011 01:28 am (UTC)
[And now you have a blond boy with an expressionless face to contend with. He nods a little.]

"Good, I usually eat mice. Sometimes rabbits. I try to avoid the ones that are secretly people, but if it's a secret, it's kind of hard to tell."

[Hah. Have a joke. Delivered in perfect monotone without so much as a hint that it was, in fact, a joke. He's been a hawk for a touch too long.]

"I haven't heard much, except that not everyone who comes here is dead like me. Well. My father and I are both dead. And here." [Which is just weird, and there's a hint of expression to go with it, unease as his eyes dart to the side, then back to the screen again.]

"Anyway. I've also been told that this place is called Kannagara. And there's been some talk about so-called gods." [But he doesn't trust gods, or believe in them.]

"I don't suppose one of them is called Ellimist or Crayak?" [It would be just his luck, if they were.]
Aug. 23rd, 2011 01:34 pm (UTC)
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... oh.

[Just that, and a subdued, sympathetic expression at the mention of death.]
Aug. 23rd, 2011 01:35 pm (UTC)
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[But it lightens again, though, with the talk of gods. Open, attentive.]

No, not that I know of. Mostly, it's gods from the Japanese pantheon.

[Then she remembers another thing he said and blinks.]

Your father... ?
Aug. 23rd, 2011 01:35 pm (UTC)
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[But she catches herself and smiles in embarassment.]

Ah, how forward of me! Do forgive me.
Aug. 23rd, 2011 05:34 pm (UTC)
[Tobias shrugs at the camera.] "Elfangor." [And that's all the explanation you're getting because even Tobias is a little fuzzy on the details of his own birth. Except that it involved Elfangor becoming a nothlit.]

"So... are you gonna fill me in, or should I just take to the air and check this place out for myself?" [He doesn't mean to come off sounding irritated, but it's hard not to when his face is blank.]
Aug. 23rd, 2011 05:43 pm (UTC)
[Blink. Blinkblink.]

Elfangor? Then you're also an... uhm... I forgot the name of his species.

[But, yes. Back on track, Rin, back on track. She looks a little sheepish.]

Ah, yes! What else do you want to know?
Aug. 23rd, 2011 05:57 pm (UTC)
"Well... no. Not exactly. He was in human form when he... well. You know." [He hopes. Oh god, he hopes. Because otherwise it would just be creepy, but now the thoughts are there and his left eye starts twitching, just a little. He clears his throat.]

"Yeah. Anyway. Uh. I don't suppose you know if there are any Yeerks here?" [As if it would be that easy to find out. But you can't blame the kid for trying.]

"I don't really know what else to ask. There are cities here, right? Buildings and stuff?" [Cinnamon buns? Bun-zuh. Zuh. He's spent a little too much time with Ax, he realizes.]
Aug. 23rd, 2011 06:14 pm (UTC)
Oh. [Pregnant pause that says quite clearly I WILL NOT BE ASKING ANY FURTHER ABOUT THIS. Then she shakes her head and clears her throat as well.]

"Yeerks"... uhm. I'm not sure. I think there are some creatures from your world here, like Mo... mo... morotron? But I haven't heard about Yeerks.

And, well, we have villages. There's a map on your Hitomi -- that's the thing through which we are talking. It should be easy to find.
Aug. 24th, 2011 06:43 pm (UTC)
"Morotron? Never heard of those, but that doesn't mean much," [He gives a weak laugh. He's seen more alien species than he'd ever wanted to, and it seemed like a new one was popping up every month or two.]

"Maybe you meant Helmacrons?" [Oh, god, he hoped not. Those little bastards were nothing but a menace.]

"Villages?" [For some reason, that particular word makes him uneasy. Villages bring to mind little shanty-town style huts. He frowns tightly.] "I'll check it out, thanks. It's weird, though. There aren't many buttons."
Aug. 24th, 2011 08:07 pm (UTC)
I'm not sure, really... [Sheepish laugh, in return. Then, she perks up at the discussion of familiar topics.]

But there should be one that says "map". On the display. And yeah, they're called villages. Some of them could be considered small towns, though. Probably.
Aug. 24th, 2011 08:30 pm (UTC)
[Tobias offers an attempt at a smile.] "Well, if it's Helmacrons, I'm sure they'll find me soon enough."

[He pokes at the screen a few times, blinks.] "I see it. Thanks. I guess I already have a place to stay -- apparently Elfangor lives around here, with some guy named Matt." [Though his tone said clearly that this is an awkward subject.] "I guess I'll see this place for myself, soon enough."
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