bottlecaplogs | November Catch-all

[ There's a moment of relief on his face before he glances down at her hand outstretched. It's almost tempting to grab, but— ] Didn't I just say it's fine?

[ His nose scrunches up in kind, arms folding as he abruptly looks away. Which Bigby immediately regrets, when he realizes he's staring right past the edge of the platform now. His ears completely fall flat when he glances back at her. ]

... I'm not going anywhere until we're done. Let's get this over with.

HEY BIGBY!! DON'T FALL OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[After sneaking up behind them both and shouting this as loud as possible, Flowey quickly hops away across branches before Bigby can kill him for real.]

[ parvati's face briefly twitches with disbelief, but she shakes it off. ] Well, yeah, but--

[ she abruptly jumps when flowey comes up behind them, squeaking. she's about to reprimand him when he scampers off. ] Ass.

[ His heart stops with a little squeak. Instinct does all the rest. Immediately, he drops, curling himself into a little ball until he realizes what just happened. ]

That little shit— [ He unfurls and jumps back on his feet, just to shout up at nothing in the trees. ] You're still on the menu, brat! Can't hide forever!

[ There's a gust of wind coming from him now as he yells. Kind of weird. ]

[ parvati just kind of. stares at him in the aftermath. ]

You're not okay, are you? [ well, that much had been obvious to her since they got here. that was quite the reaction. ] ..the offer to hold onto me is open?

[ her heart's not in that one, hesitation abundant in a squeak in her voice. ]

How many times — I'm fine, Parvati.

[ His voice is nearly a snarl, but after glancing at her direction again, his face falls a little flat. None of this is her fault. ]

... This place just makes me nervous, and that kid's been a real pain in my ass lately. [ He brushes back an ear before slowly moving over to wrap his arms around one of hers. ] Here. Better?

[ Asking as if he's not the one gripping onto her for moral support. ]

[ d'aww. parvati didn't really think this far ahead, though. this is a job that requires, well, multiple hands. she supposes she can manage. ] I mean, you don't gotta cling to me like that if you don't wanna. I used to hug my dad's leg like that as a kid.

[ she giggles at the memory, and then snorts when the comparison actually hits. ] Law. Sorry.

[ Bigby must look real cute looking up at her with those big eyes and rosy cheeks. Too bad he quickly ruins it with a scowl.

Actually, no. The pouting is still kind of cute. ]

Well, when you put it that way. [ He abruptly lets go to fold his arms instead, only to immediately look straight down at the platform floor instead of anywhere off it. ] As long as I'm not anywhere near the edge, we won't have any problems, okay?

I mean, we might if you spend all of your time looking at the floor. Can't build roofs like that, Bigby. Honestly, it'd be easier if you just held onto my arm, I could at least work that out.

[ she offers a shrug, and holds out a measuring stick to him. ] I'm not trying to be mean.

My other senses can cover my lack of vision just fine, thanks.

[ He hates that she’s right. He hates that he knows she’s right. He hates this. ]

How ‘bout this? [ Slowly, he looks back up at her, taking the other end of the stick in his paw. ] If I get nervous again, I’ll come running back to your arms, my knight in shining armor.

[ parvati offers a nod. that was... easy? the awesome power of the compromise! ]

Heh, my armour's never been that shiny. Armour's never that shiny generally, actually, since it gets covered in the-- [ aaaaaaand there she goes. she's let go of the stick and just gotten to work while she yaps. ]

[ He squints at her when she starts going off about things he has zero clue about. ]

That's not— ... forget it. [ She's already a mile deep into her explanation. It's a distraction at least while he follows her lead. ] ... I think our definition of armor might be different, Parvati.

--and even then it's-- huh. [ she snaps to attention and turns to him bashfully. ] Oh. Sorry. I gotta stop assumin' people will get it.

[ it's weird having people understand even less of what she says, though. ] How different is yours?

To start, not built for space.

[ His ears twitch. How does one actually describe knight armor, when his only real interaction with it has been to chew it all up? ]

It's, you know, made of some kind of metal. To protect against... swords, I guess. Knights wore it in medieval times or something.

That's like, ancient history to me. [ she quietly giggles to herself. ]

Ours is metal, too! And we still have swords, they just heat up and melt through things instead. [ they made cosmic knives for combat. the better question one should be asking is what haphazardous piece of crockery isn't a weapon. ] Guess humans don't change that much. We don't exactly have princesses to rescue, though. The princesses are the one doing that, if anything.

You know it's ancient history for me too, right? [ Maybe not as far back, but still.

Anyway, heat swords immediately bring lightsabers to mind again. He's just not going to say it. ] Didn't think monarchies in space would be an actual thing though. Seems a bit, mm.

[ A shrug. He doesn't remember the right word, but more importantly, he's focusing on building too. ]

[ in her defence, the 1980s are practically prehistoric to her. ]

Oh, and. We don't? Have monarchies? Not in Halcyon, anyway. Other colonies might. [ arcadia did but it's also a fascist dictatorship, and also parvati has literally no way of knowing this because she is not in the outer worlds 2.

what parvati does know is how to get things done quick. she's made a rather surprising amount of progress just by talking. ] You found your word yet?

[ Please don't remind him, Parvati. He already feels weird about having a phone in his pocket. ]

At least humans learned their lesson about those. [ But is a late-stage capitalist nightmare any better? He wouldn't know. He's literally a wolf. ]

Uh, maybe... [ Instinctively, he looks around to think. Big mistake when he glances down the Canopy. His voice goes quiet. ] ... Anachronistic?

Wasn't there a princess in that serial you were telling me about?

[ she's reaching into the back of her mind to try and recall all of bigby's really awkward off-screen star wars summary. ] Oh! But that's set a long time ago. Huh. Probably doesn't count.

Huh? [ He's back to be being distracted by how high up they are. ] ... Oh. Right. Yeah.

[ Bigby was really hoping she'd forget that whole conversation. ]

They don't really explain how she got that title anyway, s-so. [ He shrugs. Just wait until the prequels, buddy. ] Maybe they were just playing up the damsel thing. I don't know.

Funny, though, ain't it?

[ parvati hops down, moving over to her toolbox again. ] I dunno, I've had so many people try to explain how my own world works to me as if they lived there based on stuff like that.

[ coughing very loudly goro akechi ]

[ Bigby doesn't watch when she jumps down, but the sound of her hitting the platform does make him flinch slightly. ]

I'd call that more annoying than funny. [ Foreboding for conversations to come. ] Some things might sound similar, but every world's got its differences. Hard for people to wrap their head around.

Eh, I get it plenty. I hope. [ aside from a slight language barrier, but it's literally not even her fault that everyone in space speaks in prohibition era slang peppered with a lot of sci-fi technobabble. ]

No place is gonna be like mine, after all. [ well. perrin's has come pretty close from what she's pieced together from context clues, but no dice on the space thing. plus she's like. an entire century ahead of him, and even more for everyone else. ]

[ Somehow, despite his nerves, he manages an amused huff. ]

Most reasonable take around here so far. [ A lone voice of reason, Parvati is. That said, he glances between the materials and her tools. ] So, uh. What's the timeline here again, exactly? [ It feels like he's been up here an eternity even if that's entirely untrue. ]

[ to be fair, the sensible take doesn't stop her from forgetting that nobody can understand half of her sentences when she's getting technical sometimes, but every world has layman's terms she can try to meet.

she's been working while they talk, having made even more quick progress in the short (she feels, anyway) time they've been up there. she looks almost done, even. did the tinkaton instincts make her faster or have they just been up here for a while...? ]

I dunno, maybe another hour, but I can do the checking to make sure I did everything right myself.

Another hour...

[ A lifetime in the Canopy. He slumps, clearly not thrilled about the idea, but carefully steps around to help collect a few tools regardless. ]

You know you don't have to do everything yourself. [ Grumpy, but not exactly directed toward her. ] I know I'm more of a hazard than a help but... [ He can try? Keep her company? Let him have something here at least. ]

I mean, if you insist I won't stop you.

[ and stop him she doesn't, returning to work and idle chatter until they land on another subject riveting enough to distract him from the height. ]

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