gameofmana | [Log] An Odd Owner for an Odd Egg; OPEN

Who: Bokuto, his hatched Odd Egg, and YOU
What: Who put this guy in charge of another living creature, he can barely take care of himself. Please send help or an adult.
Where: Around the Home Tree
When: After his Egg Hatched idk
Other: TBD

[1] Home; the Study: What Does it Eat
[In all eighteen years of his life, Bokuto had never been allowed to have a pet. For one thing, his home had never had room for his boisterousness and his siblings, much less any animals. For another, he would barely have time to take care of one, and even though Bokuto had spent as much time as anyone else pouring over cute dog or cat or owl pictures, he could concede it was probably a bad idea to get a pet.

The little moss thing that had came out of the egg, while weird, definitely seemed to be pet-like. So Bokuto was going to do his best to be a good owner, even if it meant trying to make sense of the mostly blank books in the study. After about a minute or two of furtive, noisy page flipping, he was going to toss his head back, gripping it in despair.]

What does moss eat?!

[2] Home; Outside: Putting on the Ritz
[Okay so Bokuto doesn’t know much about moss or pets or what exactly he should do to be a good pet owner, but pets like walks right? And the little thing has legs, so he’s just going to be outside, a few steps away from the little moss ball looking thing with legs, calling towards it.]

Here Ace! Come here!

[Though if he caught anyone watching, he’d beam up at them proudly.]

Hey, hey, hey! Do you have a leash?

[Because clearly this was normal and the right way to do things.]

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I don't want him to starve, either! [Irves adored animals in general--the more dangerous, the better--Sara? She was just a soft heart.]

I'd be only too happy to help. [But then, she had to laugh.]

Four of them are horns, yes! My sister and I...well. We got into trouble back home, and the horns were the result. They're the biggest and smallest pair.

These, though? The medium ones? [She puts a finger very gently on the forward-sweeping, darker scaled 'horns'] They actually serve as my ears. They just look like horns.

[Honestly, she had him at 'trouble' and 'horns'. Bokuto stood up quickly, chair almost knocking back in his haste as he stood to examine the horns and ears closely, eyes wide.]

Hey, hey! That's awesome! They look so cool, I'm jealous!

[He gestured vaguely to his own spiked up hair, clearly despairing.]

I've always though horns would be great to have... What kind of trouble did you get into?

[Bokuto no.]

But your hair looks a bit like horns. Or feathers. Is that normal, or do you put hair product in it?

[yes. hair product. Sara knows about these things...]

Oh, Twelve help us. Trouble, yes. She and I went to Aurum Vale in Coerthas, and, well. It used to be used for a mythril mine, and then the Garlean Empire infiltrated it, and it's a right mess now! The mythril interacted with sulfur in there, and there's pools of toxic stuff in there...

And, well, my sister is a black mage, all lightnings and explosions and ice blasts, and...it seems like that sort of thing has an odd effect when it hits goldbile, which is what they call the toxic stuff. We sprouted all these extra horns, and claws, so we don't much look like your normal Au Ra any more.

[Sara pauses at that, thoughtfully.] Not that that's likely to happen here, right now. I can't access my magic, and Irves can't access hers, either. Mine is a lot less flashy, though. I'm a summoner.

[If he's thinking that involves conjuring up creatures of some sort, he's really not far off.]

Yeah, that's what I was going for! I have to use a lot of hair product on it though...

[Once again, he gave her horns an envious look before sighing.

While Bokuto couldn't say he knew what exactly all the details where in the story, he could at least appreciate the implications of magic in a toxic place and having to sprout weird appendages. Maybe this place would have a similar sort of cave...?

Or, that was his hope until the woman acknowledged it wasn't likely to happen here. Bokuto let out a groan, falling back into his chair.]

Why not! That would be so cool! I'd love to see you two do magic.

[Oh, though he was probably being rude... He looked back up at her quizzically, head canted to the side.]

You've talked about your sister a lot, but what's your name?

Oh! I'm sorry! I'm Sarangerel Dalamiq--or Sara, since that's probably easier. As for our magic, well. We're actually trying to figure out why we can't access it. No one I've met here who was able to do it in their homeland can perform it here, and we don't know why. There are three of us here from my homeland, Eorzea--me, my sister Irves, and Dread Thunderstorm, my husband--you can't miss him, either, he's very tall. But we all had magic there, and here?

[She threw up her hands, and looked exasperated.] Nothing! I am actually versed in a few disciplines, but still nothing! It's rather frustrating. So it's not because I don't want to show you. I literally cannot, to my sorrow.

[That was a lot to take in at once, but Bokuto nodded along as Sara explained, brows furrowed in concentration as he listened.

Since he didn't know anything about how actual magic worked, he could only go off what few video games and shows had taught him.]

Do you think you need to make a potion to make your magic come back? Or go on a quest? Or defeat a villain?

[Bokuto please.]

A potion--no, I don't think so, we can usually feel the aether, but...

[Sara paused, to digest the rest of the boy's words, and her brows flew up; perhaps comically so.]

Well, if Fa'diel--this place--is anything like my home, I might just have to do the latter two! At least I have some experience!

[Sara are you joking, or are you serious? It's hard to tell and you probably don't want to give this boy ideas...]

What's your name? I don't think I caught it.

['Aether' sounded like a fancy word for air, so that was what Bokuto was going to go with for a moment.

Her excitement was only going to rub off on Bokuto, who pumped his fists up in the air happily.]

Hey, hey, it sounds like fun! I don't know any magic but going on a quest to defeat a villain could be a good way to get exercise!

[Bokuto no, you'd be useless in a fight with anything other than some low ranking monsters. And even then...

The gap in his manners didn't seem to embarrass him, and instead he just grinned, standing up, hands on his hips as he stated boastfully:]

I'm Bokuto! 18 years old, Fukurodani's ace and captain! It's nice to meet you!

[Unfortunately he introduced himself like that to a lot of people that way...]

Exercise?? [Twelve this boy is too precious. Defeating villains as exercise. Well maybe, but that sort of thing was dangerous. And eighteen...gods, it wasn't that long ago that she was that age, but it felt like a lifetime.]

Likewise, Bokuto. But I must ask...do you even know how to hold a sword? Or fight?

[Because if not he's probably going to get dragged by the hand to meet her husband. And enrolled in Dread's pugilism class...]

I am afraid I don't know what an 'ace' is though, outside of card games. And I'm going to guess you're not a military captain, are you?

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