Day 288

[wayofvoice]

Who: Paarthurnax and you
Open: Open
When: 288
Where: About the Bastion in general
What: The daily life of a dragon
Format: Any
Warnings: None yet


Life goes on in the Bastion. Whether death, calamity, or simple misfortune, that is how things work. That is how it goes for Paarthurnax, as well.

In the morning, when the sun is still faint, he takes off to the Skyway and doesn't return for some hours, bringing back both shards stuck in his teeth and the meat of a mammoth to eat, or share.

In the noon and some hours following it, he teaches his class at the stone tablet with its letters in his own tongue, patient and careful for both new students and more practiced ones alike.

The only change to this seems to come in the evening. It's then that people might notice him at the Monument, drawn up high as he sits and inspects the device.

People are free to talk with him during any of these times. Paarthurnax has always made it known that he can be approached, after all.

Comments

Class!!

[scary_music]

[Ibuki has a ridiculously good memory, so she picks up on the language fairly well. When she can sit still long enough, anyway. This was one of those days, apparently]

[... she did miss school, after all]

Someday, Ibuki will have to put together a cool song in Dovahzul!

[wayofvoice]

It would be my pleasure to hear it from you.

There are some songs I know in Dovahzul, although I cannot say I am a fine a musician as yourself.

[scary_music]

Ibuki will dedicate the first one to you, for sure, Paar-ojiichan! It'll be awesome!

Ooh, you have to let Ibuki listen to them! Can you sing one now? Can you?

[because listening to a dragon sing oughta be really cool]

[wayofvoice]

I look forward to it.

[At the request, however, he makes an amused chuff.]

It would be more a recitation than proper singing... Still, if you would care to hear it, I will attempt it.

Monument

[cyan_maid]

After making a promised delivery and chatting with Psii, Jane returned to the Cannery for the day, emerging only in the evening. She's weary, her hands are somewhat pruned, and frankly she thinks she's seeing things as she approaches the Monument in her walk back to her apartment, because that's a dragon over there. That's a big dragon. Oh, all that hot water is getting to her, isn't it? Would it be bad if she stayed in the kitchen for a few days instead? But wait, wouldn't a hot kitchen be worse?

It's as she's gotten quite close and blinked a few times, the dragon not disappearing, that Jane remembers that there is a dragon in the Bastion, a friendly one according to Colin. She stops short and makes a sound that can only be described as surprise, loud enough for her to be easily heard.

[wayofvoice]

At the sound, Paarthurnax turns his head to glance down at Jane. Seeing her appearance, he gives a small but polite nod of his head. They haven't met, that much he knows, but he has seen Jane around. Paarthuranx, if nothing else, has a good memory.

"Greetings. It seems you have been hard at work." Just a simple observation, and the smell of food about her. "Are you tired? Many could help you go to your home, if you cannot go much farther." He doubts, of course, that is what's bothering her but it's a good way to ease the air, he's found.

[cyan_maid]

One would think that Jane had seen Paarthurnax around herself - he's not hard to miss, after all, but then again, she hadn't been looking very hard. It's a little startling to hear him talk, but all that happens is Jane's mouth falls open, and she's silent as his words sink in.

"Um - oh - uh...n-no, I'm fine...but, erm, thank you. I just..."

She takes a moment to look him up and down.

"...Golly, you're really a dragon, aren't you? The genuine article and then some..."

[After class]

[freedom_engineer]

Colin still has no desire to be in the presence of a great majority of the Bastion's inhabitants. Paarthurnax is an exception to this rule. While Colin numbers him among those less intelligent than him, in Paarthurnax's case, Colin suspects it is merely a matter of not having been taught, rather than not having the capacity to understand.

Plus, he is both patient and understanding. The former is a distinct rarity here, and the latter is welcoming.

"Got a few moments, Paar?" Colin asks, approaching only after everyone else has departed.

[wayofvoice]

As if Colin needs to ask.

"Always for you, dii fahdon." Tail sweeping along the grass, Paarthurnax settles himself down on the ground and looks to Colin. He doubts he needs to ask consider all that has happened as of late, but he still does.

"What is it you wish to speak to me about?"

[freedom_engineer]

"Ignorance," Colin replies, nodding at Paarthurnax in gratitude. "The things that I know could fill a library, but the things I don't know could fill a star system. Unfortunately, the one thing I need to know right now... I cannot learn. How am I supposed to deal with that?"

At the Monument

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

[Rob doesn't recall if he's ever seen Paar using the Monument before, though he knows it has to have happened before. Then again, he doesn't see Paar as much as he could; despite everything, Rob still has an instinctive nervousness about being near the giant creature that could kill him with a sneeze, even though he doesn't have any reason to believe that Paar would be so careless. But while he's here...

Rob's unintentionally quieter than usual as he approaches, the faint blue glow from the eye sockets of the rabbit skull on his necklace seeming brighter than usual in the growing darkness. The reason? Mammoth-hide sandals, accompanied by tan lines from wearing shorts and high-top shoes for months. And is that a mammoth-hide holster on his belt for his rolled-up datapad? Yes it is. Not from any of the mammoths that Paar's killed though; there were no brains to tan those hides.]

Making something?

[wayofvoice]

Niid. I am simply thinking.

[Looking away from the Monument, his head bobs somewhat as he takes in the new smell and things on Rob.]

I see you have been hard at work.

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

Uh, yeah.

[Rob's mind is on other topics so it doesn't occur to him that Paar could be referencing his mammoth-hide creations, which leads to a moment of confusion about how Paar can see what he's been doing when he's spent most of the last week inside.]

I've been working on alchemy, but I haven't managed to make anything yet. It's only been a couple of days since I started working in Colin's laboratory rather than just reading though, so I can't expect to have success right away. [He kind of did though.] Preparing reagents from scratch isn't as easy as it sounds when you just read about it.

[gianthobo]

AZ and Torkoal are out walking when he notices Paarthurnax. It's sort of hard to not notice him, but still. He wanders over towards him, slowly, since Torkoal isn't the fastest. He looks up - and isn't that a change, looking up at someone for once - and calls out to him.

"Something... interesting to you?"

[wayofvoice]

Because he's nothing if not polite, Paarthurnax lowers his head when he hears AZ call out to him.

"Only the Monument in its whole. Recent conversations have been enlightening... Although not all have dealt with them so well." As if it needed to be said, considering the reactions.

[gianthobo]

"No, they haven't. ... But I didn't feel like I could really contribute much to it."

He has the feeling that they wouldn't like his answers, and that he wouldn't be able to change the feelings of the young and brash anyway. ... He hasn't been feeling great after Calem's disappearance, anyway.

monument.

[fireburn]

[Zuko had mentioned Paarthurnax, and anything Zuko knew that Azula didn't was definitely not okay. And unless Bastion is home to multiple dragons, she's pretty sure she's found him. but just to be sure (and to be actually nice in an intro for once), Azula walks up carefully as if trying not to disturb him and asks:]

Are you Paarthurnax?

[wayofvoice]

[The voice is familiar- not because of what he's heard but because of the accent of it. Most of the Bastion's people are all unique, save for a few such as Rin and her brother. So for it to be familiar draws his attention, massive head turning so that he can glance down to her.]

Indeed. Drem yol lok. You are new to this settlement, I see.

[fireburn]

That's right. I've only been here a few days. It's still so strange...

Class!

[daughterofursa]

[Zuko's been absent a few days, but she returns today, looking a little better rested at least. Kizuna is with her as usual and is 110% fascinated by everything Paarthurnax does. Mommy is great and all but Kizuna has figured out that they don't look much alike-- she doesn't have wings or a tail or anything, but Paar does. Throughout the lesson, Kizuna is pretty much trying to mimic every movement he makes. Which is a little distracting sometimes for Zuko, but she doesn't seem to mind.]

[wayofvoice]

[Fortunately, Paarthurnax doesn't seem to mind the tiny little mimic he's gained. For the most part he just goes along teaching as always. It's only when he's got most of the class working on another phrase in Dovahzul does he finally lowers his head to give a little puff of air over the smaller dragon.]

[daughterofursa]

[Excited by the attention, Kizuna turns in a circle on Zuko's knee before trying to puff back at him. It sounds rather like a tiny sneeze. Zuko watches with a smile.]

Looks like you've got two lessons going on.

Monument

[bulletofhope]

[ Oh, hey, it's that dragon everyone keeps talking about. Paarthurnax, right?

. . . it's strange. Naegi's heard about him multiple times from different people already but this is the first time he's actually gotten to speak to him.

Now's as good a time as any to change that. ]

... hey. You mind if I join you here?

[ . . . smooth, Naegi. Real smooth. ]

[wayofvoice]

[Grampadragon worries not how smooth people are. He just glances down to the young man not too far away from him, giving a small nod.]

If one does not mind the company of an old dovah.

[bulletofhope]

[ Naegi shakes his head, opting to remind close by as he looks at the dragon with a reassuring smile on his face. ]

Of course not! I would love your company.

... I'm Makoto Naegi, by the way. Ibuki-san talks about you a lot, but I believe this is the first item we've actually met in person.