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isleofavalon2021-05-12 10:51 pm
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May catch-all
🧙 WHO: Gokudera and absolutely anyone
⚔️️ WHAT: Mid-May catch all (training and other stuff that comes up)
🕒 WHEN: Mid... May? Before the event
🗺️ WHERE: Multiple places
⚠️ WARNINGS: violence, mentions of past sexual slavery, language
A. Training Grounds
Larry is sitting out in the middle of the training field, blowing bubbles to contain lit sticks of dynamite Gokudera is throwing into the air. Gokudera has discovered he has elemental magic and is working on what he can with wind, trying to push the bubble back towards his familiar, or up safely away from them both. He’s not successfully done either, and has just been creating useless gusts. The dynamite explodes in the bubble, the bubble pops, and knocks him down. This is getting very very tiresome, and his gusts don’t seem to be getting any stronger or going where he thinks he’s aiming them.
“Fuck... why isn’t it working?” He glares and pushes himself back up.
B. The Red Spring
No new arrivals from Namimori, it seems. Gokudera had spent the day watching new arrivals climb the cliff, wondering if he’d see someone from home. The journey back had been familiar and helped somewhat to clear his mind. But he’s been looking forward to bathing in the Red Spring. He feels partially new to Avalon after his reawakening, gone for years, and his body aged and scarred, when he’d apparently never left Camelot. Anyone who recognizes Gokudera from last month or any time prior will see the difference. Those who responded to his network post will already understand. But for those who have never met him, he’s acting very much like a new arrival.
The teenager lowers into the spring, the trunks he’s wearing keep him decent, but there is nothing to hide the vivid burn scars and long tally-marks down his back. There’s a black leather half-choke collar about his neck, and occasionally, there is a glow from beneath it, against the skin of his neck that looks like it’s burned many times over. Despite the fact that there is electricity attached to his neck, he fully submerges for a moment, then surfaces and decides he’ll play with the more illusory side of his light magic.
If you are unlucky enough to be anywhere near him, he’ll walk right up and offer you his entire left arm. It’s not real. It’s a smoke bomb, a prank, but hey, as far as your character should be able to tell, he just took off his arm and is handing it to you.
“Hey can you watch this for me? Thanks.” And then he’ll be getting out of the water so his familiar can be amused.
C. Wildcard! Seriously. Do whatever.
⚔️️ WHAT: Mid-May catch all (training and other stuff that comes up)
🕒 WHEN: Mid... May? Before the event
🗺️ WHERE: Multiple places
⚠️ WARNINGS: violence, mentions of past sexual slavery, language
A. Training Grounds
Larry is sitting out in the middle of the training field, blowing bubbles to contain lit sticks of dynamite Gokudera is throwing into the air. Gokudera has discovered he has elemental magic and is working on what he can with wind, trying to push the bubble back towards his familiar, or up safely away from them both. He’s not successfully done either, and has just been creating useless gusts. The dynamite explodes in the bubble, the bubble pops, and knocks him down. This is getting very very tiresome, and his gusts don’t seem to be getting any stronger or going where he thinks he’s aiming them.
“Fuck... why isn’t it working?” He glares and pushes himself back up.
B. The Red Spring
No new arrivals from Namimori, it seems. Gokudera had spent the day watching new arrivals climb the cliff, wondering if he’d see someone from home. The journey back had been familiar and helped somewhat to clear his mind. But he’s been looking forward to bathing in the Red Spring. He feels partially new to Avalon after his reawakening, gone for years, and his body aged and scarred, when he’d apparently never left Camelot. Anyone who recognizes Gokudera from last month or any time prior will see the difference. Those who responded to his network post will already understand. But for those who have never met him, he’s acting very much like a new arrival.
The teenager lowers into the spring, the trunks he’s wearing keep him decent, but there is nothing to hide the vivid burn scars and long tally-marks down his back. There’s a black leather half-choke collar about his neck, and occasionally, there is a glow from beneath it, against the skin of his neck that looks like it’s burned many times over. Despite the fact that there is electricity attached to his neck, he fully submerges for a moment, then surfaces and decides he’ll play with the more illusory side of his light magic.
If you are unlucky enough to be anywhere near him, he’ll walk right up and offer you his entire left arm. It’s not real. It’s a smoke bomb, a prank, but hey, as far as your character should be able to tell, he just took off his arm and is handing it to you.
“Hey can you watch this for me? Thanks.” And then he’ll be getting out of the water so his familiar can be amused.
C. Wildcard! Seriously. Do whatever.
cw: mentions of slavery (sexual sort of?)
The dragon moving over to him makes the bomber smile pleasantly and he strokes a hand down its back before Zuko motions with a wiggled hand for the bag. Gokudera nearly rushes to hand it to him, so fast it would seem like it was way more important than it actually is.
He glances at Azula, looks her up and down as she's all but lounging. It's her place, so he supposes it's fair. "I'm right here." Just stating it. She can talk to him, or... not. But he won't talk to her, just... state for whoever wants to include him in the conversation.
"You know Zuko, I have no idea what your sister considers play. Maybe I'd be willing to spend time with her if she asked. I wouldn't assume anything." Gokudera taps the slightly disfigured fingers of his left hand gently against the dragon's back.
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"...You wanna hang out with us, Azula?"
His tone is more terse than he realizes, genuinely bemused and going way out on a limb, on a whim.
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She snaps at him before she can really even process what he asked, dramatically flopping to lay on her side with her back towards them. Zuko wasn't prepared as it was too busy being menacing, having to squeeze itself out from between her and the cushion, flopping onto the floor without any elegance. The princess pays it no mind, instead deciding to feign interest in surfing the internet again which was what she had intended on doing in the first place.
Zuko (II) slithers across the floor toward the pair of them, however, so far seeming mostly non-threatening.
"I'll leave you alone. Just pretend I'm not here."
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He'd ask Zuko what they should start with first, since he has the bag, but isn't going to speak up. Azula is doing her own thing? And he'll be happy to ignore her.
i also know ship about making model ships and i'm a lazy writer lately lol
He texts back simply maybe and shrugs. If Azula wants to hang out, she's welcome to change her mind. The invitation stands. Zuko gets to work pulling out the piece of wood with a curved end they'd managed to find with the shopkeeper's expert guidance, and holds it up to the bow of the little ship before them. A perfect fit. This was going to be easier than he thought. They'd just need to attach it with the chains and clasps they got. Not complicated at all in the end. They got this!
"Okay, so it looks like if we bore a hole here...— Wait, no. Here. Yeah, if we drill a hole here, it'll lower nicely. Right?"
He's fidgeting with it, holding a free finger in a couple different spots, imagining the length of the chains they got still in its little plastic package, and eyeballing it aloud before doing anything. He's glad to have Gokudera here for this. Having him makes it fun, rather than tedious like it'd be if he were alone. He liked the tedium, granted, but... he likes the company, too.
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In the meantime, Zuko (II) opens its jaw wide and chomps onto Zuko's shin.
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“Let’s find out where the hole should be, and I can measure out the length of chain we need... and add on extra length to compensate for where it extends...” he starts muttering something, doing some equations on the paper. He holds out his hand for the chain, because he needs to count the length of each link in it.
“Did we get anything to hold it up when it isn’t extended?” He says, actively searching next for what the shopkeeper had advised. Gokudera is clearly getting into this, forgetting that Azula is even there in the room with them.
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Zuko's handing over supplies as told, indeed already wrapped up in this tedium he found so fun, little screwdriver in hand preemptively, eager to fidget. However, he's soon enough leaping out of his skin, not for being antsy, but for being wounded.
"Ah!" he shouts out, more from surprise than pain, rather ungracefully, as he squirms in his seat, kicking out in a knee-jerk reaction and swatting at the air around the dragon that bit him. He wouldn't hit Zuko because he knows better than that, and even if he's an asshole dragon, he's still a dragon, and should be revered... He's in no position to be smacking dragons... especially ones that so freely bite him for no reason... But he can still pretend at it.
"Azula, your dragon bit me again, ugh!" he complains loudly, emphatically. Zuko has many more bite marks still healing from Zuko to prove that this is an uncomfortably common occurrence, if the exasperation and higher octave cracking his voice isn't proof enough. "You—...!" he growls at it, glowering at the creature below.
Zunyan looks curiously on at the scene, still beside Gokudera, whom it looks to just as curiously next, cocking its head. After a beat, it opens its jaw, and cranes its neck closer as if it's going to bite him, too, following its buddy Zuko's example, but then hesitates, uncertain about it, whiskers barely grazing his forearm... So instead, it just draws back and gives a soft hiss, leaving him unscathed, and scurries to the edge of the table to peer over at the dragon on the ground. What's going on down there, friend!
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Zuko (II) continues his attack, flapping its wings out aggressively at its sides as his namesake glares down at him. It's going to leap forward and try to bite his nose.
hope this is okay
When he looks back, Zunyan appears to be considering biting him, and he raises an eyebrow at it. Et tu Zunyan? But then he's hissed at and Gokudera puts a hand to his chest, gently offended and confused before both dragons are facing Zuko.
When Zuko II jumps forward, Gokudera casts a bubble about the creature to contain it, then drifts it right over to Azula nice and slow and gentle, where it should pop and the dragon will land on her shoulder.
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"Woah—" Zuko exclaims softly, looking back to the bomber with an odd stunned look. Gokudera could make tea and Zuko would be impressed, but that was impressive. Zun whips itself round to face Gokudera proper now and stands in front of him in a strong stance, staring at him, still alert. It taps its feet a little and flicks its tail and whiskers through the air a little more wildly than before. But it just stands there and stares. Dragons are so hard to read... Well, at least when they're not biting you. That's pretty easy to read in Zuko I's book.
"Uh... Thanks."
crawls in late with starbucks
"If you decide you need me, I'll be in the bedroom," she snaps at them, scooting off the couch to make a beeline toward it so she can slam the door loudly as a perfect expression of her irritation. Zuko (II) being a living, breathing personification of her jealousy isn't a welcome realization.
/drops self on the floor like dirty laundry. here I am.
"You're welcome." He answers and creates another bubble, setting it on the ground for Zuko's dragon to climb into if it wants. Or... if it wants to pop the bubble, it can do that, too. Gokudera isn't reinforcing it and Zunyan will be rewarded with a ride if it wants one, or it will pop if there is aggression.
He's ignoring Azula. How dare he? Gokudera will only ruin fun if it's at the expense of someone he cares about.
"Do you want a ride, or to pop it?" He asks the dragon, grinning and welcoming whatever action the dragon will take.
/scoops you both up
...misses the bubble entirely, by no fault of Gokudera's. Like by a couple inches. And just flops onto the floor with a loud thud. Klutzy dragon. It clambers to its feet, tapping them on the hardwood floors with a hiss in a display of frustration of its own, then scurries off underneath the couch in a big hurry to find Zuko II. The thud catches Zuko I's attention finally, though, who looks over with an annoyed pout on his face, but merely shakes his head as he watches the dragon's tail disappear under the couch.
"...What the fuck was that all about," he grumbles in a hushed tone, inclining his head toward the bedroom door.