distress signal

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[normally, Sora here would have gotten a major kick out of his current situation: he's floating along on a giant pirate ship queen-sized mattress with his first mate chocobo Bawk and his very own treasure chest small box of food to keep him nice and full until he drifts somewhere a little safer. heck, he'd even scooped up his very own pirate hat that was floating around unclaimed, and is now wearing it, though it's kind of big and is sort of hanging lopsidedly off the side of his head.]

[so pirate ship, check, pirate hat, check, pirate crew, check, pirate treasure, check... but this little buccaneer is looking less like a pirate and more like a just kicked puppy, sitting in the middle of the mattress and staring at his hands rather than the rest of the dressing room he's floating by. this has not been a good week.]

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[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[there's a barely noticeable dip in the mattress when he appears, sitting cross-legged in a simple pair of thick, loose cotton pants. there's great wings on his back of a pale gray, spread slightly to accommodate the position.]

What's the matter, Sora?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[Sora's seen a lot of neat things in his time in the dressing room, and people with wings is definitely one of them- they never cease to amaze him, though, and he is temporarily distracted from moping to boggle.]

You just-- you can fly!

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[he cracks a bit of a smile, spreading his wings out to either side. it's quite a wingspan, as he stops before they can touch either side of the hall.]

Yes, though it's a little harder when I'm wet.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Wow! You could be a airplane!

[Sora crawls over to Riku, because getting up and toddling over on a floating mattress is a little too unsteady for him, and tries to pat at a wing curiously.]

[sunset-requiem.livejournal.com]

[he'll let him, still smiling a little. his wing is mostly muscle and feather, and very much wet from all the water.]

I could, but I'm just an angel.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Really? What's it like? Can you tell the future, Mister angel Riku?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[Careful you don't run into that dragon sloshing past then, Sora.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[this is easily the scariest week he's had in... well, this is the scariest week he's ever had. cue the flailing and the attempt to paddle his little pirate ship out of the way.]

'Scuse us, Mister Dragon!

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[The dragon just sort of offers a grin, although that many teeth probably isn't any less scary.]

Hey, no problem. And I won't eat you, if that's what you were worrying.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

-- You can talk! Whoa!

[he's still shrinking away from those teeth, though.]

Y-you promise? I've got food if you're really hungry so you don't gotta eat people, okay?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[He nods.]

Yeah, I promise. And you can keep it. I'll get my own later.

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[At least a mattress is more comfortable than floating around in a big toy chest filled with dolls, right? Not that Kairi's complaining.]

Hiiiiii Soraaa!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[he calms down considerably, though Bawk is still sort of having a panic attack between the dragon and the water, and is molting all over the place.]

... So what's it like being a dragon? Do you blow fire? Do you got treasure?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

It's hard to explain. But I'm not a fire-breather; you'd want a Flamme-de-Gloire for that.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[holy cow, a treasure chest! with Kairi and treasure! Sora waves frantically and starts trying to steer his mattress toward her.]

Kairi! Are you okay? Hang on, I'll get you!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Really? You've got a superpower though, right?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

'Course I do.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

What is it? Can I see?

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

I'm okay! I found my toys!

[Or some of them, anyway. She doesn't mind him coming over though, because she's a little scared being by herself.]

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

Sure!

[And in the blink of an eye, he's gone. Warped out, only to reappear on the other side of the raft. The water barely even ripples.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[once the mattress and toy chest bump together, Sora scoots closer toward the edge of his little vessel and tries to reach for the chest.]

You wanna get on here? What kinda toys do you have?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Wha--

You're.. you're faster than light! How'd you do that?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

It's a secret. Couldn't tell you even if I wanted.

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

I got my most favorite dolls and my coloring books and some other stuff. Oh, and Axel's food bowl. But that's not a toy.

[At least it's clean! She dumped it in the water so she wouldn't get cat food on her dolls. Eww.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Really? D'you wanna color? I've got candy if you want some, too!

[... and Sora now has a mental image of a Mister Axel eating out of the food bowl. nice.]