Day 196 // Open

[wayofvoice]

Who: Paarthurnax and folks
Open: Open
When: 196, in the evening
Where: By the river
What: Amongst the things from a land of mountains and frost: a pair of gloves meant for more than thieves. A creation of metal and steam and other things from a race that didn't need the Calamity to do themselves in. Glowing plants that chime.
Format: any
Warnings: Grampadragon is harmless (usually). No guarantees for the rest of the losers in the Bastion.


In the absence of the group that head to Sky Haven Temple, the Bastion has brought something to fruition for Paarthurnax. In the evening as the dragon returns, he circles about before landing by the riverside to inspect his new prizes.

The most notable is an enormous construct which shines in the light of the dimming sun. It almost seems to breathe in and out, but that's just the puff of steam which exit from it- a sign it's active if nothing else although it doesn't seem to move. Draped across one of its arms are a set of gloves, a dark contrast against the brilliant metal.

The last of his acquisitions would be the plants which now are growing along the river's edge and amongst the shore of the lake. It's harder to tell in the daytime, but as it grows darker, one can see the pale green glow they give off. It's one constant, however, is the faint chiming noise that becomes readily apparent to any who are near to it.

Paarthurnax seems pleased with it all, inspecting the Centurion carefully and brushing his nose against the plants.

Comments

[notachickenhawk]

[It's the large construct that draws his attention first - well, aside from the giant dragon, that is. But the dragon is growing more and more mundane the longer he spends here, which he's not sure is a good thing. Tobias spirals around above both the dragon and the Centurion, calling out in thought-speech down to Paarthurnax.]

<That thing's not gonna shoot me, is it?>

[dragonform]

The sight of the strange device arouses Ryu's curiosity as he approaches, his hand instinctively drifting near his sword if the machine suddenly comes to life and attacks. Though the fact Paarthunax is so close to the creature without it attacking seems to indicate it's friendly, or at least inactive.

"Drem yol lok, Paarthunax." He answered, with a bit of a smile on his face. He had certainly been practicing in his mastery of the language. It wasn't common for Ryu to use much of Paar's native language up to this point, but the more confident he felt in it, the more he felt he should use it speaking as one dragon to another.

"I've never seen a machine like that before, though we had robots powered by Chrysm Ore where I come from." He explains, approaching the Centurion a bit closer, though it's plain to see he's a little apprehensive about the robot's presence. Once bitten, twice shy as the saying goes.

[freedom_engineer]

Colin's approach is visible from quite some distance. The glint of metal in his hands indicates that he's working on something, as he has been doing every day since his return from his own portion of the skyway.

Still, the appearance of something big like that Centurion is enough to catch his attention, and he's coming out to see it. Once he sees the gloves on the golem, he grins and looks at Paar. "Something new has been added, eh Paar?" he asks curiously.

[daughterofursa]

Zuko was just making a late visit to the turtle ducks. The glowing, chiming plants which the reptile-birds have discovered might have been cause enough for curiosity, but that thing across the river is about as conspicuous as they come. It's also a bit alarming, although whatever it is, Paarthurnax seems to have it under control.

Still, she finds herself making an absent and entirely unnecessary 'stay here' motion to the turtle ducks and making her way across the river. Closer up, it's most definitely not a statue; those are gears. And it seems to be... steam-powered?

"What is that thing?" It's like some sort of machine soldier. In the back of her mind, she wonders if there's some world where this qualifies as a person. It doesn't, right?

[heptagram]

[Patchouli hasn't been in terribly high spirits lately. Not nearly so sad, but really, this whole thing where the Bastion reminds her that the only person she knew who she even felt she had something almost resembling a normal relationship with (yes, she probably did more with the little demon girl and she was probably of greater importance, but Patchouli didn't even know her name) was very, very dead? It was getting to be annoying as fuck.

But you know what isn't? That huge mechanical thing. When did the Bastion get mechs? So, she's mostly going to sit back and admire it for a while.]

[gianthobo]

[The person who wanders up to Paarthurnax is kind of not a person, at least not in the usual sense. It's Eevee, who bounds through the grass towards him, Floette following behind. The younger one stops as she gets close, jumping up to try to paw at Paarthurnax's snout.]

[skysung]

Kitten comes running up to Paarthurnax in a fit of curiosity. "You spent your shards? What are they? They are from your world?" The plants and that giant construct.

The dragon wants explanations and learning, though she'll be just as happy if it turns into storytime.

[littlerat]

[ ... Is it alive? Is it asleep?

Red actually has to ask himself when he comes to the lake at the lake evening, coming back from a trip out on the Skyway and looking to let his pokémon have a breather out and a drink. He doesn't approach close to inspect the large form, being more wary and walking to a part of the river not too close beside it. He sets down his bag, spotting Paarthurnax there. Ah. ]

... Drem yol lok. [ Greetings first, even if it does come out sounding distracted. He nods his head towards the construct. ] A friend of yours?