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1st crash
[Oh dear there's something on the grounds. Something huge, something white, and something very, very icy.
Who knows what time it got there (4 AM), but it's been thawing ever since, and looking very, very confused in the mean time.
He hasn't even tried to get up yet, which might be a good thing because he'd just make a terrible mess of all the nice hedges here, which he has been trying to avoid stepping on since he first just... appeared in the garden. Ice hangs from the giant wings, and runs in rivulets down his shoulders and back, creating a small pool of ice water beneath him.
Frankly, it doesn't look like he really knows what to do with himself, keeping his hands tucked away in his lap, feet drawn up close, and wings occasionally creaking and snapping with the sounds of melting and shattering ice. Other than that, he's been exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional rumble of a massive engine breaking the silence.
It won't be hard to miss him either, he's only about forty feet tall. Try not to get under the wings.]
Who knows what time it got there (4 AM), but it's been thawing ever since, and looking very, very confused in the mean time.
He hasn't even tried to get up yet, which might be a good thing because he'd just make a terrible mess of all the nice hedges here, which he has been trying to avoid stepping on since he first just... appeared in the garden. Ice hangs from the giant wings, and runs in rivulets down his shoulders and back, creating a small pool of ice water beneath him.
Frankly, it doesn't look like he really knows what to do with himself, keeping his hands tucked away in his lap, feet drawn up close, and wings occasionally creaking and snapping with the sounds of melting and shattering ice. Other than that, he's been exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional rumble of a massive engine breaking the silence.
It won't be hard to miss him either, he's only about forty feet tall. Try not to get under the wings.]
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He just got dripped on from that cold water. He had not been expecting that, so this is a rather undignified noise of surprise that's a bit too quiet to be a yelp.
Duke should have expected something odd when he explored outside for the first time in a month. ]
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My apologies, friend.
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And since this voice is new he is going to shove all his discomfort at the word 'friend' into a corner and assume it was a way of addressing and intent to get across lack of threat. ]
... You're the noise. [ He's getting the idea that the dripping came from something large that made the engine noise too. Otherwise, why apologize? ]
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Any sort of help would be greatly appreciated.
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So don't mind him, he's just... going to angle a fire spell from the spot where he'd been dripped on up. Most of his are fairly narrow - Spiral Flare would really be a plume of flame when he angles it like this. ]
Am not the best with aim, currently, so if could move so where the spot is glowing? Will go up, and somewhat narrow.
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Of course.
Er, could you tell me how exactly this will work?
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