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Sion Astal ([personal profile] stainedglassreflections) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2015-08-02 08:41 pm

01 - The Ambition in A Kingdom of Afternoon Naps

Characters: Sion Astal, ANYONE
Date: August! 8/2 and on
Location: Random Turtle Edge, Fire Sector, anywhere!
Situation: Sion Arrives! And then catch all for anything else. I'll add more prompts as I think of them.
Warnings/Rating: None at the moment, moderate chance to change.



A for Arrival:
It shouldn't be this… normal, he realizes. Waking up somewhere, not entirely sure how he got there. Or how long he'd been there, that was a bit more common for him.

Sion blinks blankly at the sky for a long couple of minutes, and with a grunt of effort, pushes himself to sitting up. It's a little harder than it ought to be, and staring blankly at his feet helps him realize why. He's at a beach. Fortunately well above the tide-line, but more importantly.

"… Isn't the ocean… pretty far from Reylude…?" He's far too groggy, and so getting to his feet takes a bit. He doesn't remember the last time he'd been on sand, so his balance takes a moment. Doesn't help that he's wearing nearly floor length robes and a floor length cloak, and he might have been standing on the cloak at first.

"… Ryner~ Plan 'Oh no, the tyrant king will be washed away, naps for everyone!' won't work if you leave me above the tide-line!" Sion cups his hands about his mouth as he calls out something ridiculous that sounds like something Ryner would call one of his silly plots. He looks about for any suspicious sleeping figures, then stands there looking lost for a bit.

"… Was it Ferris…?" It had to be one of the two, Froaude wouldn't pull something like this, Lucile wouldn't let anyone else mess with him. Ignoring the usual pains to the best of his ability, he gathered up the front of his robes and went to search the beach for his friends.

B – After A, By at least a day:
All right, this was a giant turtle. That's uh. That's a new one. Sion kicks his feet out, sitting next to one of those fire fountains. It's a clear-ish space, might as well…

Sure, Asruld had showed him some pretty bizarre stuff, from what he could remember, but nothing quite like this. And Sion himself lived in a country with massive crystal formations, where strange artifacts could produce dragons from whatever they stabbed, or blow holes in mountain ranges.

"… Do giant turtles have problems that regular turtles get?"

Yes, that is the thing he decides to focus on. Pick something ridiculous about the situation, rather than worry about... everything else it implies. Although, now that he thinks about it, there seem to be mostly positives involved in this. Lucile would have to be there, physically, which.. is honestly a sort of freedom. Hmmn.

C
[ Come up with something? ]

((OOC: If you pick A, let me know if you DON'T want Sion falling asleep at some point. Dumb King has just been working for five days without a break, he was about to go and crash in canon)
irishthor: (spooked)

[personal profile] irishthor 2015-11-03 12:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Believe me, you're not the only one who didn't know it was possible." Although, perhaps with a Piece of Eden? Maybe. He wasn't sure.

"This way. Would you like an escort?" He asks, a tad concerned.