November Catch-all

[wolfcut]

Who: Bigby, Parvati, Impmon, ???
What: Quest Time
When: Throughout November
Where: The Canopy, the Forest
Warnings: Acrophobia, battling, small gremlins arguing


QUEST RESULTS
DON'T GET SNOWDIN! ... AGAIN!
BAX TO ARCTIBAX

Comments

[wolfcut]

[ 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.

[edgewater]

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. ]

[wolfcut]

[ 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. ]

[edgewater]

[ 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.

maybe good to wrap?

[wolfcut]

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. ]

yuppers!

[edgewater]

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. ]