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 Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 9:27 pm
Ganyma watched her spin about and soon found himself scanning the store as well. It seemed like time had stood still since they entered. He looked up at tiny rectangular windows high up in the walls. The faint moonlight had significantly changed, giving the atmosphere of the room a different glow.
The moons were, in fact, reminescent of the haunting eyes of the wide awake lusus sitting just outside the store. At least 3 hours had past in ostrich time. WHERE WAS THAT BOY.
Meanwhile, Ganyma loped over to Rasali, who had apparently found something of value. He tilted his head in curiosity as she tugged at it, and couldn't help but let out a giggle at her efforts. He had nearly forgotten how soundly he walloped her in the alley! It was pretty amusing.
"H-Hey! I'm not strong enough to get this outta here. Can I get some help?"
Strong? Ganyma was strong!
"Oh! Yeah! Lemme get that. It'll come right out before you know it!"
Ganyma leapt into action. He did a deep squat and then cracked his knuckles, taking a deep breath. Then, calming himself dramatically with a long exhale, he took hold of the coat and pulled. It was a mighty pull! He could feel the pile give a little when he yanked it initially, but then nothing. Some precariously placed potpourri items rattled around on the top of the pile, and a little aluminum cup rolled down, warning of what was to come.
Unfortunately, Ganyma continued to be tragically bad at picking up on warning signs. With a grunt and a hearty yank, the troll freed the coat (and everything else) from the clutches of the pile.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 3:54 pm
[ Well... Ganyma was true to his word. Rasali couldn't fault him on that. Not that she should have been faulting anyone considering she was the one who wanted the coat unearthed without, like, moving the stuff off of the top of it.
She and Ganyma took care of that pretty nicely though, when a huge pile of junk came sliding down on top of them.
Kappadad was roused from his slumber by a heavy crash that wobbled the glass of the window behind him. With some effort, he stood up on his hind legs, yawned, and stretched as far as his shell would allow. He gave the lusus next to him a short glance of affirmation before nosing at the door to the establishment.
While he had the claws to get the door to swing open, Kappadad's unyielding shell was too wide to fit over the standard threshold. He clunked harmlessly on both sides of the door.
Rasali made a pitiful squeaking cough from beneath the wreckage. That coat she'd spotted was really soft! It was draped over top of her, along with what felt like everything else in the store. Also probably Ganyma.
Kappadad plowed through the door. Its frame accommodated itself into a nice hexagon as he passed.
Rasali found herself in the familiar position of being picked up by the back of her shirt. Sputtering mouthfuls of dust, she clung onto the coat as it fell off her shoulders. From her position hanging from Kappadad's beak, Rasali had a clear view of the wreckage.
"Oooooops...."
That looked... Expensive.
"UM--HEY, GANYMA, YOU OKAY? WE SHOULD PROBABLY... GO..." Rasali hissed in a frantic whisper. Her gesticulation caused her to swing in Kappadad's grasp, but he made no motion to put her down. ]
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 10:12 pm
As the pile toppled upon the trolls, Ganyma stood stock still. His mass managed to divert most of the blast, but a cobwebby quilt smacking him in the face finally felled him.
”Oof! Ergh! Bleh…! BLEH!!!”
He sat on the ground, quickly covered by potpourri and coughing up little pieces of webbing. He could feel Rasali’s little body right next to him – fortunately his trajectory was off by a hair. He’d already squished her once today.
Ganyma heard her squeaking as he pulled the last fiber from his mouth.
Are you o—oh no!!” Ganyma’s eyes widened in sheer shock. In through the door crashed Kappadad. Suddenly, the realization of his position washed over him. Ganyma quickly assumed a consolatory stance and hopped to his feet, loosing the items covering his lap in another wave of dust. He gulped a veritable dust-bunny and ran underneath the hanging Rasali.
I’m so sorry about your shop! Oh noo! Look at this! He fretted, pacing worriedly and at a surprisingly rapid pace. Surely he could come up with a plan to help pitch in the damages. He concentrated, unintentionally ignoring Rasali, on his new idea. Plan, plan… Maybe he could ask Strochio for some… Oh no.
Why did he keep forgetting about Strochio today? This was possibly the worst position for the young troll to be in. If Strochio walked in now, he’d be dead. His eyes watered just thinking about it – though, that may have been a byproduct of the dust swirling around his head.
“UMM… RAZZLY, I THINK I SHOULD PROBABLY GO…” Ganyma choked out. His sentence trailed off as a figure emerged in the doorway, emerging from the cloud of the wreckage. A hissing noise followed. Too late.
The lusus naturae stalked through the door and up to his charge, lowering his neck to above eye level with the troll. His hissing became a low growl. Ganyma broke eye contact and glumly turned his attention back to Rasali, murmuring in a low, mechanical pace.
”We gotta go. I’m in big trouble. I hope you fix your shop,” He said mechanically. Strochio jerked his neck forward and snapped at Ganyma’s horn, yanking him forward with a gruff honk. Strochio stood up straight briefly, looked at the young girl’s lusus, and gave a rather civil screech before turning back to his charge. He began the march out the now-destroyed door, pecking angrily at Ganyma’s fuzzy head. It was going to be a long walk home.
Between dodging and blocking the assault, the troll managed to look back around as he walked through the entrance of the ill-fated shop. He clutched the straps of his new backpack, and his smile returned briefly.
”Thank you, Razzly!”
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 4:39 pm
[ Rasali blinked stupidly as Ganyma had his little episode among the wreckage of the shop. She probably would've taken a moment to parse out what he was saying, but she too was rather consumed with the fear of being found out by the store's owner.
"Um--"
"Yeah--"
"I think--" She tried to interject, too timidly to make a difference. They needed to skedaddle.
Rasali herself flinched as Ganyma shouted, only to trail off ominously. Rasali turned to look over her shoulder, and Kappadad adjusted his orientation accordingly.
Rasali was awestruck by the tall lusus (taller than her in her own tall lusus). It carried itself like a predator, too, which set tiny Rasali on edge. It didn't help that Ganyma seemed similarly freaked out. Her naturally wide eyes shot back and forth between Ganyma and his lusus as she waited for a reaction.
"Oh. Okay." Rasali responded quietly and with a similar lack of inflection. Kappadad made a muffled grunt that fluttered her hair and made to follow Ganyma and Strochio out of the wreckage of the shop.
Once out on the street, Kappadad made to turn the opposite direction of Strochio and his charge and walk towards the train station, Rasali still in tow. Rasali herself huffed and crossed her arms over the coat she'd forgotten she'd stolen. Kappadad didn't seem about to put her down anytime soon, and she could hardly pull herself up on his shell to look behind him and wave goodbye.
Rasali settled for the next best thing.
"HEY GANYMA I HAD A LOT OF FUN TODAY WE SHOULD TOTALLY HANG OUT AGAIN SOMETIME. IF YOU'RE EVER IN FOUR FRONDS YOU'RE DEFINITELY GONNA COME SAY HI OKAY!?"
From the back of Kappadad's broad shell, one could see the edges of the contraband coat fluttering around like a flag. ]
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