tenth feather: the updated bullet

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

[So after Fourth Wall Weekend, Crow up and vanished. Disappeared. Poofed, for lack of a better term. But now he's back! Sporting a fancy red shirt he's wearing over his regular undershirt. Oh yes, and his right arm is bandaged and sling'd. At the moment he is wandering around, looking sort of lost, and muttering things like "Are they still here?" and "Will Aki be okay?" to himself. Eventually, he just stops in what is a familiar spot for him!]

This can't be real. I mean, it just-- Shit man. It really is, isn't it? No fooling? I'm not gonna wake up tomorrow back home, am I? ... How do I know this ain't a dream?

[He looks both ways, unsure at first, then bites his lip and promptly slaps himself on the cast covering his shoulder.]

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!

F-Fuck why did I do that. Fuckfuckfuck that was stupid. ... But I'll take that as a no.

My luck's really all over the damn place lately, isn't it?

((Crow has been canon updated! As far as he knows, it's been sixth months since he's been on the island, and for those of you who can sense spiritual energy and such (namely the Soul Eater cast he, uh, lives with) there has been a pretty noticable change in him.))

Comments

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

Well-- Okay, let's start with the easy stuff first and then move on to the hard stuff! I can be your, uh... Friend coach?

1/2

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

-- [That sounds completely ridiculous, Crow.]

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[...but it might be something we need. >_>;] I... guess it can't hurt...

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

See? I've... never done something like that, but it'll... probably help! We can get Maka in on it too if you want.

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[Hunching our shoulders some in a vague sort of shrug.]

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

... Okay then let's see how it goes with us, and go from there. That sound good?

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

... [Nods after a while.]

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

Okay then!

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[Still boggling over why someone would (willingly!) spend their time trying to help us, but therein lies the root of our issue. :|;;]

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

*CROWMAN TO THE RESCUE-- I mean, just nodding* So, I miss anything else?

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[rofl-- Shaking our head after a minute.] I... don't think so. [We just wandered off, Maka dragged our sorry selves back to the blimp, and we hung around clinging to our pillow. ...We don't do much in the way of interesting things. >_>;]

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? That's good. Won't have much to catch up on then.

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[Shaking our head.] I-I don't... leave the blimp much.

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

Really? We'll have to change that!

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[Shrinks away a little.] W-why's that...? I like the blimp.

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

You might like the island!

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

B-but it's too bright...

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

Pop Ragnarok and make him be an umbrella.

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[Iconface.] I-I don't think he'd do that. Ragnarok doesn't like heat much...

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

Too bad! He's gotta do a better job as your blood!

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

B-but if he evaporates, I wouldn't know how to deal with it...

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

... Could that happen?!

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs lightly.] I dunno, blood is liquid, isn't it?

[stolethegame.livejournal.com]

... Was he liquid? He looked pretty solid to me...

[namescorners.livejournal.com]

...Well he can... do that. He's still my blood. [Crouches down, finding something sharp and making a small cut on the inside of our palm. Drips black for a moment.] See? It's black. [Seems vaguely proud of this concept.]