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[rebelcommunion]

[A: Action- 502 Ricardo]

[He is aware something is very, very wrong before he's even fully awake. Summoner doesn't move or give any sign of waking, but instead focuses on his other senses in an attempt to figure out what set those alarms off. Nothing sounds right. Nothing smells right. Nothing even feels right. He can't make heads nor tails of it so he gives in and gets up.

So he's just extremely confused rather than shocked to discover nothing looks right either, and spends several minutes in front of a mirror poking and prodding himself. Panic is not a thing he does, but he's tempted. He has no idea what happened to take everything away and replace it with... well, it wouldn't be bad, but it's not him at all. But there's only one way to find out. He dresses in unfamiliar, and uncomfortable, clothes and begins a search.

The woman only adds to his confusion when he tries to ask questions so he moves on to the rest of the building he'd woken up in instead.]

[B: Action- around town]

[The next step is to search the surrounding area. He leaves the house, shirt untucked and half-buttoned, to wander around. The light almost drives him back in on instinct, but whatever form this is, it's not bothered. He's incredibly wary of this place and the people, so he just watches and listens to every conversation he can overhear, mostly, but he does search every street he encounters and every building that doesn't seem to be a private dwelling.

In spite of his attempts to not stand out too much, his behavior is obviously strange. He ducks and goes through doorways sideways, for one, and keeps quite a distance between himself and walls and trees and lampposts. He also keeps looking up at the sky, almost longingly. He's also very new and pretty much lost.]

[C: Phone]

[Well, he'd heard about one potentially useful thing in his exploring. It takes a little bit to figure it out, but when he speaks, he sounds chipper and nonchalant. Don't let your enemies in on your worries.]

Good evening! May the winds always blow at your back and lift you higher. And may the sky always extend its welcome. I just have one question. If someone was missing something important where can it be found?

[A pause, and there's a hint of steel under his cheer.]

And who is responsible for it being taken?

[Laughter.]

Two questions then! I got ahead of myself.

Comments

Action - Around Town (Why am I using Fi- ohwell. :U )

[windows_hyliaedition]

A young girl- in your terms, potentially a little over 6 sweeps, is standing behind you with a wide-eyed but otherwise blankly emotionless stare.

It's rather unnerving actually, and her monotone speaking doesn't likely help. "Am I correct to state that you were formerly able to fly?" She used to 'fly' in a sense herself actually. Not in the same way, most likely.

[rebelcommunion]

He doesn't startle, and his expression warms. One thing he does like is wigglers, even if this one is odd--but everything is odd--and getting towards adulthood. He notes her monotone but doesn't comment on that. Instead he laughs, warm and bright. "You're right! But I've lost my wings somewhere."

[ B ]

[handsoffmyskirt]

[ There's a school girl just watching curiously and might be slightly worried he's having a stroke of some kind. ]

Um... what are you doing?

[rebelcommunion]

[He gives her a smile. More of a grin, really, and hazards approaching.]

I'm exploring! It's good weather for it wouldn't you say?

A

[ceasetoexist]

[Say hello to your new not!son, Summoner. He's just eating a bowl of cereal the moment you walk into the kitchen in your confused, glancing state.

After two years of dealing with housemates coming and leaving and getting droned, he's gotten used to seeing new people flood in. And, inevitably he's sure, you'll flood out.

Pokey just gives a sigh. He's getting to used to this crap.]

Alright. One. You've been kidnapped.

Two. Don't freak out. We've got a lot to talk about about this stupid dump.

[rebelcommunion]

[Now that's mush more familiar, and useful. Also he has the biggest weakness for kids and he knows it. So he sits down (far forward on the chair, like he's leaving space for something behind his back) and just laughs, long and loud.]

That was clear before I even opened my eyes! I'll take a guess and say it's the same for you?

[He doesn't address the second part. It should be obvious he's far from freaking out (even if he kind of privately is a little because of the strange body)]

[action cuz he has his troll body]

[shellfishlovver]

[Dualscar is running errands for himself because he could care less about his family. He's only been here a few months, but he can tell a newcomer when he sees one. Though, being the ass that he is, he's just going to side eye Summoner]

suddenly spades everywhere hahaha

[rebelcommunion]

[He doesn't doubletake at the troll. There's another troll here! But it's a close thing. He knows he'll be looking for a while so he just changes directions and approaches to add a reason to it. Seadweller, and it raises his hackles that a seadweller remains his natural self but everything about him was stripped but his mind. It's an incredibly frustrating concept, and to go with it, a bigger part of him wants to prove he can outmatch a seadweller even like this. Any further and it might even veer black.

Well! He hasn't had a black fling since before the rebellion started.]

And here I was thinking about fish for dinner! Look what just dropped into my lap.

C - i am sleeping soon but i will never not tag this :|

[myblimpisbigger]

I would not go looking for lost things unless you want to lose something else as well. Those who run this town will return whatever it is to you in due time, if it is that sort of missing item to which you refer. Impatience will only bring you trouble.

You are new, I assume. We're in the middle of an influx.

[rebelcommunion]

I've never been all that good with patience. Looks like I'm in trouble.

[An exaggeration, of course, and he chuckles. He is thankful for the warning.]

And you're right. Newer than a fresh-hatched wiggler.

Action around town cuz dis body is fiiiiiiiine.

[shesapir8]

[Most of Mindfang's days involved her wandering the streets, looking for entertainment. And today is the same, the troll female perched on a bench in Main street, a bored look on her face. For now.]

His heart is breaking already

[rebelcommunion]

[Summoner doubletakes when he catches sight of those familiar horns out of the corner of his eye. Then he stares. How? He put his lance right through her, cerulean everywhere. He knows she died.

Is that it? Has he died as well and having his form stripped is a punishment? But he doesn't dwell. He's ached with missing her since that day. He can't not go, drawn like a moth to flame.

Summoner's voice is very soft when he speaks her name, like speaking louder will make her disappear.]

Mindfang?

c.

[madanomadamada]

What are you, some sort of bird? [ What with all the talk about the wind and sky. ] And you can get most things back here, but looking for it is pretty much pointless.

[rebelcommunion]

My wings aren't feathered! They aren't even here right now. More's the shame.

But another question! How do you get things back?

Around Town

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ah, that new resident smell expression. Ilsa notes the confusion and the different spacial awareness. ]

Just woke up in a strange place, and maybe a strange body?

[ She smiles sympathetically, and something in her reading of him tells her to not bare her teeth in that smile. ]

[rebelcommunion]

A clever eye! Or maybe I'm just that obvious.

[He's starting to think so, but doesn't know enough to do better yet. His smile in return is full of teeth, but when you start at the bottom of the heap, everything is a challenge, good natured or not.]

Phone

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Well I don't what you're missing, but you'll probably get it back soon enough. It took a few weeks for me to get my proper body back! Sometimes it takes nearly four week...But it's not as if you'll have to stay this way a whole sweep or anything.

Oh but there's no one in particular you can blame. This town is just cruel in that way.

[rebelcommunion]

Sweeps hmm? Good that it won't take a sweep. I don't think I could last that long! I miss my horns already.

[He might be testing to see if she's a troll.]

phone;

[cullscuttlefish]

Whale, you can find it at the post office, but you don't reely want to do that. It ends with you missing limbs or other body parts. It's not a good idea at all.

The town itself is responsibubble for taking things. It sucks like that.

[rebelcommunion]

[Fish puns. That gets a raised eyebrow, but the voice on the other end sounds young.]

I wouldn't want to lose any more than I have! That's quite true. I'll just have to wait until I can find a way to get them returned without losing other things.

Action

[nosigntospeakof]

[There's something you don't see every day- oh wait, this is a perfectly normal occurrence in Mayfield. And since Signless can't just let people wander aimlessly around town.]

You must be new.

[rebelcommunion]

I am! It's hard to hide that when I don't know how to fit in yet.

[He says that as he turns, and the little pause in the middle--another troll with their own form. He misses his even more--is small but there.

The familiarity is both a little frustrating and a relief and he's not entirely sure how to balance out those conflicting emotions.]

B Action

[crusthatecean]

[Wow look it's a little troll kid walking home from school! He's got his school backpack with him, and he's staring suspiciously at this douche who seems to be skulking in the shadows near his home.

He's also wearing a black shirt with a very familiar sign on it.]

[rebelcommunion]

[He's a little surprised to see that sign displayed so openly, but then, he'd worn his own declaration as an earring after the rebellion started.

Summoner must talk with this kid. Seeing someone so young as a follower lifts his heart up. He approaches at a quick pace, smiling brightly.]

Hello friend! Peace to you.

B - Action - Around Town

[imjustpicky]

[Having been around here as long as he has... well, okay, having been around here for a little while, Picky's getting a feel for when people are confused. They stare at things funny, and stand around even funnier...

Just like that guy over there. Poor guy. Maybe he needed a hand?]

Uh... hey.

[Up comes an 8 year old kid with shaggy blond hair in his eyes, new guy. He has his hands in his pockets and he's trying to smile through some shyness.]

You doing okay?

[rebelcommunion]

[Summoner loves kids so he lights up. Kids are precious beacons of the future's hope, so when he sees that this one is a little shy he crouches down to be less intimidating.]

I don't know where I am but that's my only problem.

around town

[wweh]

[You may see this little troll walking around town. He's at least trying his hardest to hold his head high. He is, after all, a very prominent and important sea troll. Or at least in his own mind. He notices Summoner stuck with his head in the clouds and decides to be a negative nancy and maybe rain on his parade a bit... if only to make himself look better in the end.]

Don't be gettin' used to this all lookin' nice an' pretty after awhile its fuckin' hell.

[rebelcommunion]

[Summoner is instantly all smiles after a moment of concern. Youngsters, even seadwelling ones, get far more chances and compassion than adults.]

It can't be that bad wiggler!

A

[miraculls]

[Sup bro, have a tiny subjugglator also now staring enraptured at the sky.]

Whooooooooooooooa, shit be real motherfuckin' blue today.

[rebelcommunion]

[He tenses, because damn are indigos the highest on his do not trust ever list. But the young deserve more chances than adults so he approaches. And this one at least enjoys the sky.]

Your words to the sky! It is lovely.