OPEN POST 2021

[siberia]

1. Post here with the character you want to play with in the header or body
2. Put your prompt in the body of the comment (or leave it to me - i don't mind coming up with something!)
3. ????
4. Profit

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[comelately]

[ he narrowly avoids being bonked, and is about to give her a hard time for almost hitting him with the crutches (when he said "throw 'em this way" he didn't mean it that literally), but then he sees that she's just kind of clinging to his horse helplessly now.

Why. ]

Jesus, what're you doing? I told you not to do it if you couldn't reach!

[ He thanks his lucky stars that Slow Dancer is used to being weirdly manhandled when he's trying to climb up on her back, or else this might be a lot worse - although she doesn't look particularly happy about the current situation, shuffling her hooves a little. Okay. How does he solve this? If he gets up on his crutches now, he won't be able to use his hands -- and since his legs are non-functional, the crutches take so much effort that they're only really useful if he's not going far, i.e. from here to horseback, which is no longer the plan. Unless he gets up onto the horse and then pulls her up? No, then they'd both be on the horse and they'd have a new set of problems. Uhh.

Fuck it. Johnny grabs the crutches and scrambles to get upright as fast as he can (which is more than a little difficult, but he manages), then hauls himself over to Slow Dancer's side, planting one crutch stabilizingly on the ground to prepare for the extra weight. ]

Just -- get on my back for a second and I'll put you back in the chair.

[cheir]

[ Fiore chooses to ignore any further protest because the one that truly deserves any kind of apology is this poor horse, so she's already murmuring it to Slow Dancer as she hangs.

It's also why she doesn't protest or even try to politely demur. She just glances over her shoulder to verify that he's close enough and mutters something indecipherable underneath her breath before she lowers herself onto this stranger's back and gingerly grabs at his shoulders for balance.

Funnily enough, she seems quite a bit lighter than a girl of her age and build should feel, but it's fine. If he doesn't ask, she won't have to quietly lie through her teeth. ]

[comelately]

[ Fiore automatically gets some points for being nice to his horse, even if she's also losing points by causing trouble like this - although he supposes it's technically his fault for trespassing. Johnny is her opposite here: despite his lithe appearance and less-than-graceful display from a few seconds ago, he's remarkably solid, at least up top. This does not keep him from grunting a complaint. ]

Urgh... [ so she's not that heavy. Still feels heavy when he's basically only supporting himself with his arms. He does his best, but he essentially just turns and unceremoniously dumps her into the chair as fast as he can before he tears something and makes this even more embarrassing. Even so, he still asks before moving away: ] You good?

[cheir]

[ It's not the roughest manhandling she's ever received. Fiore just kind of releases a stifled "oof" as he drops her back into her wheelchair, gripping at the arms for balance and reorienting herself. ]

I'm fine-- [ automatically. She doesn't look like she's all that put-off, at least. ]

More importantly, are you all right? Is your horse?

[ She's aware she just chucked the crutches at him. She'll take responsibility if she concussed him or something. ]

[comelately]

[ he does kind of immediately tip forwards and into Slow Dancer. Luckily, she's not knocked over by it, only stumbling slightly and promptly hitting Johnny in the head with an annoyed flick of her tail as he crumples to his knees again, the immense energy required to both hold up his entire lower body and Fiore spent. At least he keeps a grip on the crutches so they don't fall forward and bonk her on the head. ]

Yeah, I'm -- I'm great.

[ there's sarcasm here. shock. What a couple of asshats they must look like out here. At least no one's around to see it except Slow Dancer? Hopefully? He sighs, sounding a bit fed up. Girls are always causing him trouble... ]

All right... How much are you gonna charge me?

[cheir]

[ No one is around to see it. Technically.

Though he's also not only on Yggdmillennia land, he's very close to their base of operations, which means he is absolutely being watched-- by something, rather than someone, but there was no such thing as a family of magi who didn't have familiars out to keep an eye on the perimeter and anything that entered.

Fiore just folds her hands in her lap now, head canted enough to have some of her hair spill over one shoulder. It's a bit of a puzzling question, but she has context clues going for her. ]

That depends. Do you wish to stable her here for the time being?

You did just assist the heir, so I doubt you would be charged for trespassing.