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tushanshu_ooc2016-07-06 11:18 pm
Connal Felwin | D&D OC
[Most of the time when someone asks Connal to hunt a beast, it's a monstrous creature like a hook horror or a manticore. Being asked to track down a little girl's missing kitty is a refreshing change in that regard.
What worries him is the trail takes him to the very outskirts of the city. Connal doesn't know if there's predators this far out, or if there are any predators at all on the back of a giant turtles, but if there are a defenseless cat would be an easy snack for a hungry animal.]
Here King Biscuits. I only want to take you home.
[Time that animal handling check.]
[My Food is Watching Me]
[When you come from a small town your pallet tends to be pretty tame. Meat and veggies used to be Connal's entire diet until he ended up in the Underdark. He never knew they were so many ways to cook mushrooms until then. Strange as it was there, at least his food never actively watched him.
Connal stares back at the fishy thing on his plate. The more it looks at him the more guilt builds in the pit of his stomach. Food should not have eyes.]
So...I think my food is still alive.
[It blinks at him.]
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[The moment he speaks there's a perk from the table beside him. A dark haired girl looks his way and leans over to see just what he's talking about.
At the sight of the fishy thing, she practically leaps out of her seat to get a closer look.]
Aww, look at the little love!
[Connal might be weirded out, but Tracer thinks it's pretty damn adorable.]
Poor little bugger. I wonder how it ended up here?
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Connal looks at her in brief surprise before looking back down at his plate. The fishy thing sort of wiggles about on it.]
Pretty sure that's my fault. I ordered it.
[It might be weird, but Connal has a pet spider the size of his hand. Looking at the thing on his plate just makes him think about trying to eat Patty. Connal could never do that even if he was starving.]
I don't think I can eat this.
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[If anything, Tracer seems excited about this. She leans down a little, one hand on the back of Connal's chair for support but her face mere inches from his. She lowers her voice a little.]
What's say we set the little blighter free? Get him back to his family.
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[Especially when he knows a spell that will let him talk to the little guy.
And then his new companion is very much in his personal space. Connal blinks a few times, suddenly feeling very shy.]
Uhm, no...I mean yeah. Let's get him out.
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Where do you think he's from then? Sea side or one of the streams?
[Oh shit. It's a fish. Fish need water.]
Oh, no. Hang on love...
[She stands tall and in a blink she's gone, appearing again in the kitchen behind the counter, carefully out of view of those working there. She gives Connal a thumbs up, then poof, she's gone again, appearing across the kitchen where she picks up a large bucket. Another poof, she's at the sink with said bucket, filling it with water.
Poof. She's back at Connal's side, water bucket on the floor beside him.]
There we go. Gotta say, I hope it's the right water for him.
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Not sure. Never seen a fish like this before. Maybe I...
[Then suddenly she's gone in a blink and Connal is left in shock. He's never seen anyone teleport that fast...or at all for that moment. She didn't even speak any words. One moment she was there then suddenly gone the next.
Watching her blink around the cafe is just as much of a shock as seeing her go. He tries his best not to stare at her in open amazement.]
Uh...
[Right, their fishy friend.]
Right. I hope he's going to be okay.
[Checking around the restaurant, Connal subtly tips the creature from the plate into the bucket.]
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I'll explain in a minute, love. C'mon we need to get a move on before somebody sees.
[She's having way too much fun with this. It's kind of nice to be out and about, doing something out of the ordinary that doesn't involve bullets and warfare. Not that she didn't love her time in Overwatch, but it's still a nice change.]
The name's Tracer by the way. Pleasure to meet ya.
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Right. Come on let's go.
[Before grabbing his bucket Connal puts some juulan on the table. He might be overpaying, but he is stealing a fish from them. That probably evens it out.]
Um, hello. You can call me Connal.
[He gives her a sheepish grin before waving her at the exit.]
Come on let's go.
huntin'
[This is coming from a man, leaning against a tree, arms folded and smirking slightly.
Don't mind him, Connal, he's just amused.]
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I didn't name her.
[He focuses on the trail again, trying to hide his own embarrassment.]
A little girl lost her cat so I'm trying to find it for her.
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[He's going to walk up beside you, Connal.
Peter Bishop joined the party!]Quick question; Are you sure it's a cat cat?
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[Look man he's just a guy trying to find a kid's cat.]
Maybe? It looked like a cat anyway. There was more tails than what I'm used to, but I'm not used to a lot of things here.