Day 210 [Open]

[daughterofursa]

Who: Zuko, ostrich horses, and you!
Open: Open!
When: Day 210, morning
Where: Near the monument
What: More weird animals.
Format: I'll match
Warnings: Honor

Anyone outside this morning might run across Zuko looking over a small flock (or is it a herd?) of ostrich horses. That's right, she's at last used some of her shards to bring more strange animals into the Bastion. The turtle ducks were not enough.

She's touched, used, even eaten things that came from shards, but none of them have been familiar until now. She thought there might have been something to give them away as copies or imitations, but as far as she can tell? They're perfectly normal ostrich horses.

Comments

[notachickenhawk]

Yes. Yes it does. He trots away, and another minute or two later he flies back, circling above her and the ostrich horse.

<Can you hold it still so it doesn't bolt when I land?>

[daughterofursa]

"You're going to land on it?"

Well, if he has to touch it... What was that about birds riding birds again? Zuko moves closer to the ostrich horse, her arms loosely around its neck, more to keep it calm than to actually hold it still. If it really wants to bolt, she's not likely to stop it.

[notachickenhawk]

Tobias drops, tucking in his wings until the last moment when he opens them again to kill his speed. He lands as gently as he can on its back, and closes his eyes. The ostrich horse goes still while he acquires it, and then he takes off again, wanting to put some distance in between them in case it reacts badly.

[daughterofursa]

The ostrich horse does startle, jerking its head back once Tobias has taken off, but Zuko holds onto it.

"Easy there. You're all right." Once it's calmer, she looks to Tobias. "Was that it?"

[notachickenhawk]

<Yep. Now I can turn into it whenever I want.>

Probably not now though, considering most animals don't do well looking at exact copies of themselves.

[daughterofursa]

Zuko assumes not now, but more because it has to be disorienting changing forms so much in such a short time. Maybe tiring, too, with the way this world limits abilities.

"As long as you don't sneak up on me with it."

[notachickenhawk]

<I'll try not to. Maybe.>

He laughs via thought speech, which doesn't come across the same but shush.

[daughterofursa]

Someone else laughing in your head is just a bit creepy.

"I don't take pranks that well."

[notachickenhawk]

It's the only way he can short of morphing human, so. Yeah.

<I'm not very good at pranks anyway. That's more Marco's thing.>

[daughterofursa]

"One of your friends?"

It was her sister's pranks that Zuko had to suffer growing up, but she guesses most other people are less... mean-spirited.

[notachickenhawk]

<Yeah. He's sarcastic and jokes around a lot of the time, but he's reliable. And... well. Since we've all saved each other during missions more times than any of us can keep track of it's kind of hard to dislike anyone in the group.>

[daughterofursa]

"Things may have been rough in your world, but it sounds like you had a good team to fight alongside."

She may be a little jealous.

[notachickenhawk]

<Yeah. It's kind of nice, when we're not totally terrified.>

Even still, they have to keep going. Because who else is going to?

[daughterofursa]

Zuko doesn't know much about exactly what Tobias was facing back home, but it's hard for her to imagine spending so much of the time frightened. Maybe she'd been overconfident, but the only times she was really scared were...

"Is it scarier- because you're afraid for your friends?"

[notachickenhawk]

<That, and the fact that it's six teenagers between a massive army with much better technology that's bent on invading the entire planet.>

It's kind of a big responsibility.

[daughterofursa]

"...I've been there, actually."

She was just the last of them to join, so she hadn't spent so many battles fighting alongside them. Mostly against them, really.

[notachickenhawk]

<It kind of sucks.>

To say the least.

[daughterofursa]

"I don't know. I was just glad to be doing the right thing." Finally.