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paradisa2013-01-03 06:41 pm
thatrabbitsdynamite) wrote in paradisa2013-01-03 06:41 pm
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[1] 87 Days Until Easter
[Bunnymund is quite used to having Weird Things happen to him. It's just what you deal with when you become a Guardian, and you need to roll with the punches. That's not to say he wasn't worried when he woke up in an actual bedroom in a place he'd never been before. Far from it. He was VERY worried.
It didn't help that his tunnels didn't get him anywhere familiar either. Still, he's held off on panicking completely until night has come, and Paradisa's big blue moon looms high in the sky. Anyone who believes in the existence of the Easter Bunny will see a 6'1 rabbit, standing on the roof, apparently having a conversation with the moon. A very one sided conversation]
Okay. I get that you have your cryptic ways and we just need to deal with them, but I really don't understand what I'm doing here. This isn't Earth, and I thought I was needed there more than anywhere. So if you could give me a few pointers, explain what you want me to do here? She'll be apples. [Silence] Anything at all. [Silence] No? Ripper. Thanks for nothing.
[Muttering a little darkly to himself, he finally opens the journal, watching the words form into it as he speaks. They might not be able to HEAR him, but he wonders if this stupid magical book will let them see the WORDS he speaks. Okay. Speaking to the mortals. He can do this]
I've been leafing through this magical book since I rocked up in this place, and I figure I've got most of this mess figured out. But I've got an important question. Why're you talking about New Years? Is it January here? [Because if it is, well, that's his prep time sliced MORE than in half]
It didn't help that his tunnels didn't get him anywhere familiar either. Still, he's held off on panicking completely until night has come, and Paradisa's big blue moon looms high in the sky. Anyone who believes in the existence of the Easter Bunny will see a 6'1 rabbit, standing on the roof, apparently having a conversation with the moon. A very one sided conversation]
Okay. I get that you have your cryptic ways and we just need to deal with them, but I really don't understand what I'm doing here. This isn't Earth, and I thought I was needed there more than anywhere. So if you could give me a few pointers, explain what you want me to do here? She'll be apples. [Silence] Anything at all. [Silence] No? Ripper. Thanks for nothing.
[Muttering a little darkly to himself, he finally opens the journal, watching the words form into it as he speaks. They might not be able to HEAR him, but he wonders if this stupid magical book will let them see the WORDS he speaks. Okay. Speaking to the mortals. He can do this]
I've been leafing through this magical book since I rocked up in this place, and I figure I've got most of this mess figured out. But I've got an important question. Why're you talking about New Years? Is it January here? [Because if it is, well, that's his prep time sliced MORE than in half]
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[He looks over at Natsu, who is sitting by Tsuna, still curiously watching Bunny. He gives a thoughtful frown.]
... hold on. Natsu, can you see them?
Gao?
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...Usually bloody dingoes. [Dingoes, purebred greyhounds. Same thing]
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[It's just as much of a question to his box weapon as it is to the... giant invisible bunny with him. Maybe he could draw some helpful diagrams that explained why or something.]
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JOURNAL
Let's make this easier for all of us, you little lunatic]
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[Tsuna fishes the book out of the pocket of his jacket.]
Oh, um... if you want to filter to me, my name's Tsuna. [...if he hadn't gotten used to speaking while the other party was writing over the journal, talking to apparently thin air would be a hell of a lot weirder than it felt right now. And it still felt pretty weird.]
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[Tsuna]
And my name's Bunnymund.
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Pleasure's all mine.
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.............]
... is this some sort of prank?
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[wow sure is getting defensive over this all of a sudden. He pointedly closes the journal and tosses it off to the side.]
Man, I just can't get rid of them, can I, Natsu?
Gao?
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Bloody whacker.