Day 227 | Closed | i'm going where the cold wind blows

[notachickenhawk]

Who: Tobias and Raile
Open: Closed
When: Day 227
Where: Near the edge of the Bastion.
What: Tobias hasn't forgotten about the small drunk Cael he ran into. It's about time to check up on him.
Format: Action brackets for action tags.
Warnings: Possibly some language. Possibly some depressing stuff because Animorphs is always a warning.


[Something was itching at him, even with all of the preparations for people to go out and find another Core. He's planning on going, but he can't figure out why he's feeling like he needs to find someone. He thinks back, trying to figure it out, and then it hits him.]

[So he takes off from his tree, flapping to get some altitude so he can take a look for a mop of white hair. It's harder to pick out the right one in this place than it should be, but soon enough he spots Raile and glides down towards him.]

<Hey!>

[He lands nearby, looking up at the Cael.]

Comments

[followsthevoice]

I did. She uh...

[Looked at him like a startled mouse and then ran off and hasn't properly talked to him since?]

Didn't really react well.

[notachickenhawk]

<... Oh. Uh.>

[Well.]

<Do you want me to try to talk to her or something? I mean... you still care about her, even if she doesn't think about you in the same way, right?>

[followsthevoice]

I've been meanin' too, she's been busy though an' with all this nonsense lately, there hasn't been much a chance.

[He sighed and let his shoulders drop a bit. Even if she didn't, he wanted his friend back at the very least.]

Hopefully she don't hate m'guts.

[notachickenhawk]

<Maybe she just needs to sort out her feelings? I'm sure she doesn't hate you. You're not the sort of person people hate.>

[followsthevoice]

Cept when I hit t'bottle too hard.

[He said, giving Tobias an earnestly apologetic look.]

Sorry 'bout all that.

[notachickenhawk]

<... I'm not going to say it's okay, because it's not, but maybe it's sort of a cultural difference, too. I just... worry about that kind of stuff.>

[followsthevoice]

Nah, 's fine. I let things get t'better o'me and I didn't handle it proper at all. Good thing I had people around who cared enough t'pull me back.

[notachickenhawk]

<That's what...>

[Oh this is dumb but he's going to say it anyway.]

<That's what friends are for, right?>

[followsthevoice]

Tha's t'truth of it.

[Because after everything he's been through and seen, friends are what he needs the most right now. Even if that friend is a psychic bird that can become other animals which are also psychic.]

[notachickenhawk]

[... He hops up to sit on Raile's leg. Friend level up.]