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 Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 1:37 pm
"Come on, guys! It was just a joke!" He yelled over his shoulder, ducking down towards the trees below them. He could lose them in the foliage if he had to. The only response he got was a snarl from the gargoyle who's face was covered in raw egg. "Welp, back to the forest." He muttered to himself, veering straight down through the trees. The large gargoyle followed after him, but it wasn't long before he lost the angry one. "Jeez, think a guy could take a joke? 'Course not." He snorted, landing on the ground and brushing himself off. "Some gargoyles are so testy lately." He itched the back of his head, looking around. This wasn't a familiar area to him. "Hmmm." He frowned a little, looking around again. "... Great." He sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I'm lost."
Fan-frickin'-tastic.
Meanwhile, in the dense underbrush of the forest, a shiny egg was tucked away. Hidden from the world as though that made it invisible, it simply laid there. It was, after all, only an egg. A very large egg, a gargoyle egg more than likely, but an egg all the same.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 1:53 pm
Duncan had never been one to fly. He found it so much easier to simply walk places, not to mention far less tiring and entirely obtrusive. There had been no real reason for his wandering tonight, other than his own boredom preventing him from doing anything but nap. A cold walk was meant to wake him up, but all it seemed to be doing was dragging him deeper and deeper into his boredom.
Bonney nipped at her Master's feet, scampering in wide circles around him and bounding about in the lush undergrowth. She made her own fun when Master wanted to ignore her, and she grew increasingly irritating as she did so. She got sick of being ignored and ran a few feet ahead in search of something to play with...and she found it! At the same time, Duncan lifted his head to the sky. He'd swear he just heard Alister. Hrm...
"...Bonney? BONNEY!" Duncan yelped, suddenly noticing that the beast puppy had found an egg, of all things, which she was currently rolling around with her nose. Duncan gave up chase and Bonney, seeing this as an all new game, only went faster.
"BONNEY! YOU STUPID LITTLE--!!" Sigh.
"Fine. Forget it." Duncan walked after Bonney calmly, hands on the upper hem of his slacks, just making sure she didn't run into a ravine or anything. Instead, she rolled the egg continually until she saw someone she recognized. Elated, she pushed the egg a final time before running after it to yap at Alister.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:06 pm
Sure enough, it was Alister! He looked up when he heard the yelling that could only be Duncan, and grinned a little. "Well now I'm not lost." He said, excited as only a best buddy should be. He started walking towards the yelling, but didn't make it far before he spotted Bonney. "Bon!" He crouched down, grinning. Alister hadn't registered what the beast had shoved towards him until it was closer, then he frowned. "What've you got there, Bonney?" He reached out for the egg curiously. In the back of his head, he knew what it was, but he couldn't quite believe an egg'd be this far out of the rookery.
"Let me have this, girl." He said, starting to pick the egg up carefully as he straightened. "Where's Duncan, huh?" He grinned at her, before looking around. "DUNC! Where're you hiding, huh?!" He yelled, amused. Duncan'd get a kick out of what he'd done. Even if he only laughed at the part where he'd gotten himself chased all the way out here. A laugh's a laugh, is it not?
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:12 pm
Bonney just sat at Alister's feet, staring up at him dumbly with her not-tail thunking against the ground. As far as she could see, Alister was going to start playing with her soon!
"I'm comin', I'm comin'!" Duncan yelled to Alister, taking his sweet time in actually getting to where he was going. When he broke through the line of trees that separated him from his buddy. He immediately noted the egg in Alister's hands and smirked.
"You touched it, it's yours now."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:19 pm
"If everything I touched was mine, Dunc, you'd never get a girlfriend." He said deviously, reaching down to scratch the top of Bonney's head. "What're you doing out here anyway?" He grinned at him, amused. "Shouldn't you be sleepin'?" He arched an eyebrow, reaching up to scratch the horn above his eyebrow. He looked down at the egg, frowning.
"Wonder where it came from." He muttered, tilting his head. "We oughta get this back in the rookery. Maybe one of the women would recognize this egg." The eggs were practically identical, but a mother could always pick out her egg, right? Although even as he said it, Alister felt like maybe this wasn't anyone's egg. Which meant that it could very well be his. And he got a little grin at the thought of having a kid without all the mess of mates and reproduction and all that hasslework.
"... And if it's not anyone's, then it's mine." He added finally, nodding solemnly. He turned the egg in his hands, inspecting it for cracks, then looked at Duncan. "Guess what I did tonight." He grinned.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:27 pm
Duncan just listened to Alister with a look of total ambivalence on his face. The jab was fine, let the man say what he wanted to say, but the thought of Alister having an egg at all worried him. Babies liked to cry and stuff things in their mouth and poop. Alister could barely take care of himself; how would he take care of another Gargoyle? He decided to not mention the fact that if the egg was all the way down here in the first place, it was likely nobody would claim it when they went back up...and that was assuming the thing inside was even alive any more.
And then the subject was changed, and he was grateful.
"What'd you do." It wasn't a question so much as a quiet egging-on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:34 pm
The subject change had Alister's attention more then his quiet inspection of the egg, so he simply held it against his side so it wouldn't fall over and grinned. "There was this gargoyle, think he's a warrior or something, and he was just sitting there." He said, waving his hand to emphasize. "You know me, I couldn't resist. And the old hen lady had just brought us a bunch of eggs. So I snatched a small one, and I snuck over to the gargoyle, and he didn't even see me. So I figured I was in the clear."
He grinned, folding his wings over his shoulders. "So I shot him with the egg. Right in the back of his head, in his hair and everything. And I duck down, thinking he's too dumb to figure it out, y'know? Like most of them. But no." He snorted. "This gargoyle sees me, and chases me way out here before I ducked into the forest. He would'a ripped me in half, all over a little joke. Can you believe that?"
Alister just didn't get that most gargoyles don't like being pelted with eggs. Poor thing was going to die young.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:37 pm
Well, that's why he had Duncan. To try and keep him alive.
"You should have run faster. The dumber they are, the more intent they are on crushing your head in their bare hands," he explained, although he couldn't help but smile just a bit. What would the clan be like without Alister, seriously? "You seriously need to stop bothering people eighty times bigger than you." Another reason Duncan was there. He could throw down. Alister? Well.
Bonney licked at Alister's hand, wanted her ball back oh so very much.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:47 pm
Which was probably a good idea, given how intent Alister could get on a prank.
He snorted a little. "I flew as fast as my little wings could carry me. The guy was part ogre or something, I dunno." He grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. He grinned at Duncan, shrugging. "That's what I've got you for. To hide behind in case someone eighty times bigger then me tries crushing my head." Because Alister liked his head non-crushed, thank you very much. And he couldn't really fight anyway, which is why he banked on being able to run.
He looked down at Bonney, and snorted. "This isn't a toy, girl." He said, petting her again. "Go get a stick or something." He said, pointing towards a tree where branches had fallen off.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:57 pm
Bonney glanced the way he pointed, but just looked back immediately, panting. Oh, you stupid dog.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm your wonderful, vibrantly colored meatshield. I'm honored, really, to be hated by association," Duncan snorted. Really, he wasn't so sure he'd want to know what people thought of him without Alister. He wasn't the most self-assured Goyle out there.
"So did he chase you all this way?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 3:46 pm
He rolled his eyes at Bonney, snorting a little, and went over to the tree to get the branch himself. He held it up, wagging it a little. "Want the stick, Bonney?" He grinned, waving it in the air.
"And I am grateful for every day that you're alive to be my wonderful, vibrantly colored meatshield." He grinned over at him, throwing the stick for Bonney to fetch. "It's not so bad, being hated by association. Although apparently I'm not as hated as I thought." He muttered, thinking back to the old gargoyle he'd spoken with, and the girl, Dwenna. They certainly didn't hate him yet.
"Yeah." He grumbled. "Didn't chase me farther then the tree tops, though. Probably thought I'd get lost and smashed out here. Or he's afraid of trees. Dunno which."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 3:52 pm
Bonney watched the stick fly, but turned back to Alister again. She didn't want the stick. Oh, Alister, she was a lost cause beyond all lost causes.
"Sure you are. You just haven't pranked the people who don't hate you." He hadn't pranked Duncan, for sure...well, at least not entirely. Sure, he'd been used as a meatshield upon their very first meeting, but he hadn't been pranked. Just used.
"So we should head back before they come back to kick your behind."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 3:56 pm
Alister snorted at Bonney, rolling his eyes. "You're not getting the egg, Bon." He said pointedly, going over to Duncan. He shrugged a little.
"Not yet, anyway. Although I probably won't prank the one. She's a girl." And girls, he'd learned early on, were very touchy about being pelted with rocks, dung, eggs, and other messy and slimy things. "But I hit the other one with a rock and he didn't seem to hate me." He beamed. Progress! It was progress. ... Kinda.
"Probably." He nodded. "Although I am hiding behind you if we see him." Because he didn't want to die. Which would likely happen if he didn't have the meat shield. "Want to fly, or walk?" He tilted his head.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 4:00 pm
Duncan laughed and shook his head. Oh, Alister and his girls. Duncan could live his life without chittering, laughing, pointing girls. It wasn't his fault his Ma had a beak!
"He must just be chill, then," the Gargoyle replied, turning around and heading in the opposite direction, "and did you really just ask me that?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 4:22 pm
"Yes," Alister replied, nodding solemnly, and followed after him. "I really did." He grinned, catching up. "Although obviously I have my answer." He snorted at him, looking around.
"I don't know how you manage to not get lost, Dunc." He grumbled a little. Alister preferred the skies, being able to see everything up there meant he didn't get lost nearly as easily as walking on the ground. And let's face it, he wasn't the smartest guy in the clan. Getting lost was just meant to happen to him. It was Fate's way of laughing at him.
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