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DINO ATTACK 3

[ So - rainforest, heavy on both the rain and forest components, humidity, and a distinct sense of unease. That appeared to be what we were dealing with here. Tidus was sorry to say it wasn't the first time something like this had happened to him, but at least he wasn't totally confused and clueless this time.

Well. All right, he was still pretty confused and generally clueless, but he did have the experience to keep from totally flipping out. For now, anyway.

First matter of business: find shelter, because it is incredibly uncomfortable to be standing around in the rain in this humidity. He was in and out of the water all the time, sure, but - call it a gut feeling: he needed to get out of here, and fast. It looked like luck was on his side when he came across a cave, which was undoubtedly dark and creepy, but probably dry. Except he is fairly certain he just heard some kind of weird noise, though he's not sure if it came from the cave or somewhere else. The rain made it hard to tell. ]

Uhh... Hey! Hello? Anyone in here?

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[ Oh, someone was going to pay for this dearly. He would not rest until whomever was responsible for this was given a good thrashing. If he was going to get kidnapped or whisked off to some unknown place, it could at least be inside. Even a cellar would do. At this point, the prince wasn't picky. He'd even settle for an unstable shack, just as long as there wasn't dirt and rain.

The prince was weighed down by his massive cloak and metal wings as he trudged through mud. He had given up on keeping his crown on his head, and it now rested around his arm like an over sized bracelet. Dear God, he couldn't recall a time when he was more agitated than he was now. Getting stabbed was like a picnic compared to this. Slapping away low hanging branches while simultaneously trying to drag along his cloak was proving to be quite a vigorous task for the prince, but he refused to surrender to the weather. Screw you, rain! YOU WILL NOT WIN THIS BATTLE.

Preoccupied with planning his revenge for whoever put him in this predicament, he didn't notice someone yelling until the very last syllable. By then, he wasn't entirely sure if he actually heard someone else's voice or it was just the wind and rain. Person or no person, Vilof needed to shout at something. ]

You better enjoy your freedom now, you...churl! I will not be disheartened so easily! You have picked a fight with the wrong man! [ YEAH, TAKE THAT WORLD. You messin' with the wrong prince. ]

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Woah! [ yeah that was a dignified yelp. Tidus whips his head around quickly to spot whatever angry guy was yelling at him now - definitely not in the cave - to find his gaze landing on a very bedraggled-looking guy. It looks like he might have been important, but right now, he just looked like a soggy mess. Now, he probably didn't look any better, but this guy...

Either way, he was mad (for some reason), and it would probably be good to avoid getting into a fight with the first sign of human life when he needed answers. Surprise - and maybe a hint of skepticism - leaps onto his face, and he holds his hands up defensively. ]

Hey, hey! Calm down, I didn't do anything! We don't have to fight! [ pause . . . okay patience is over here comes mr. sports running over to him through the mud, although he has the brains not to dash right up into his face - he stops quite a few feet away. ] Can you tell me where I am? I'm kinda lost!

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[ An edge of the prince's cape became snagged on a branch, and he began to pull at it while continuing to shout insults at nothing in particular. Off in his own clean, completely dry world, he didn't seem to notice Tidus until he got closer. He immediately swipes a hand at Tidus like a grumpy cat, glaring. All that he was missing to complete the image was a loud hiss. ]

Ah! Who are you?! [ He leaves his cape alone to keep both hands free, as if to swat at Tidus again. He doesn't even give the poor guy time to reply before yelling again. ] Answer me!

-- Just - just a friendly guy! It's Tidus! [ Normally, he'd have snapped back by now, but desperate times call for desperate... toleration. Instead, he takes a step back, hands still raised in a 'don't hurt me bro' way. ] Geez, what's your problem?

[ spoke too soon. ]

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[ With Vilof, you're going to have to muster every ounce of tolerance (a dollop of patience would help too) you can, especially now that "What's your problem?" has been spoken. WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM? WHAT'S HIS PROBLEM? Oh, Tidus - You haven't just poked the bear, you've kicked him in the face with your muddy shoe.

Vilof gives Tidus a look of disbelief. COULD HE NOT SEE THE PROBLEM? IT WAS RAINING, THERE WAS MUD EVERY WHERE. Who cares about figuring out where the Hell they were, he was going to catch a cold like this! He had so many better things to do than wander around some God forsaken forest, with weird...trees he had never seen before, and stupid sludge. ]

Did you just honestly ask that question?! Look where I am! Look at the condition I am in! [ HE IS DISTRESSED!! Taking a step back, he attempts to figure out where his cape got stuck. He continued to face Tidus, in case a good smack needed to happen to knock some sense into this guy. Pft, what was his problem...it's so obvious. ]

[ WOW HE'D NEVER KICK A BEAR yes he would I lied. Tidus blinks, then shakes his head faintly. ]

Yeah, well, me too! Don't blame me for it. [ he links his hands behind his head, looking unimpressed, buuuut - let's be friends, okay, Mr. Prince? ] But looks like you're lost too. Who're you?

[ At least it's not just me this time. ]

How about we save the pleasantries for a more appropriate time? [ If Vilof didn't sound irritated before, he sure did now. He back tracked enough to find the fallen branch that his cape was caught on and gave the fabric a good tug. He looked pleased when he was able to yank the cape free without much damage (that he could see, anyway) but that teensy moment of happiness was washed away, quite literally, when a large leaf that had been collecting water finally gave way and dumped its contents onto Vilof's head.

THAT'S IT. That's the straw that broke the camel's back. An angry "UGH" escaped his mouth before he thought SCREW IT. He was already dirty, he might as well just embrace it. He gathered as much of the cape as he could, scooping up mud, small twigs and leaves along with it, and held it in his arms. He looked past Tidus through sopping bangs and noticed the cave behind him. God, how primitive. Without saying another word to Tidus, the prince marches right past him toward the cave. ]

Fine... [ He rolls his eyes - hadn't Vilof been the one who asked him who he was first? - but alas. After wincing as the other man experiences naure's dunk tank, he proceeds to back out of his way as he heads towards - the cave? ]

Hey, I found it first! [ don't get your wet clothes everywhere dude - but he trudges after him. What a mess... This wasn't going to be easy. He can already tell. Guess he got lucky last time, meeting up with (relatively) friendly people. ]

[ HE'S A PRINCE, HE'LL DO WHAT HE WANTS. He gets to the foot of the cave and stops, trying to figure out how he's going to get off this damn cape and the decorative wings attached to it. He didn't want to get the cave all wet and muddy, but Vilof dragged the stupid cape and wings this far, he didn't want to just leave it at the weather's mercy after all that work...SIIIIGHHhhhhh.

He struggles for a moment to get the cape off as the metal wings clank together loudly. He lowers himself to the ground and he pulls the cape over his shoulder. Pushing it off toward the side of the cave opening, he makes some sort of intangible mumble as mud splashes onto him. He shakes his head and brushes himself off, as if that was supposed to make him miraculously dry, and he steps into the cave. ]

There. Now, what were you going on about? [ Vilof still looks like a miserable, drowned cat, but at least he was shielded from the rain for now. Mood level + .00001 ]

[ and people said his clothes were weird. What sort of getup was that? He can't help but stare with a quirked eyebrow - he's already inside the cave, considering he didn't have any bulky royal garb to deal with - as Vilof struggles with the bizarre winged cape. ]

I asked who you were. [ testily. Tidus is trying to be patient. He's a nice guy - he really is! But this weirdo's attitude is seriously starting to rub him the wrong way. He crosses his arms, giving him a distinctly peeved look. ]

And I asked that question first. [ Sorry, Tidus. He's also a nice guy once you...uh, get to know him. He thinks for a moment, tilting his head to the side while he glances at nothing in particular. ] Oh, wait - yes. "Tidus", was it? [ See, he was kind of paying attention... ]

You may call me Vilof. [ Despite looking terrible and less than royal, he has a tone that would suggest otherwise. ]

[ gosh, he replied to you princey!! Tidus nods, still looking less than happy about all of this. But hey, the people who found him first when he washed up in Baaj Temple punched his lights out, so maybe things could start turning up?

Yeah, as much as I could say that situation 'turned up.' ]

Vilof... You're not from around here, either, right?

Not that I know of. I have traveled quite a bit and never seen plants like these before. [ He was talking about the trees, but his nod toward the outside doesn't make that very specific. The prince makes a quiet "hmph", still holding a grudge against the awful weather and takes the crown off of his arm. ]

I do not remember how I got here. [ He talks while rubbing some dirt off the crown. ] Do you?

[ the... trees. Those didn't exactly strike him as weird, and a quick glance outside through the rain confirms that no, they're not weird at all, but - you know, Vilof was weird, so he supposed that was the case here. In any case, even if he was kind of a jerk, it was a huge relief to not be alone here; that had to increase his odds of not dying, right?

Maybe. ]

Not a clue. [ he sounds exasperated, like this is a pain in the butt more than a serious problem. ] Are you from Spira, then?

[ They don't have palms trees where he's from! Okay, Tidus!!! ]

No, I have not heard of such a place. [ Now that Vilof was under some kind of cover, his tone was getting just a tinsy bit less demanding, but it was going to take a lot more than sitting in a cave to make Mr. Persnickety Pants here happy. ]

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[ tidus didn't ask for this kind of responsibility!! you are taking care of yourself, persnickety pants.

But that's an interesting answer. Leaning forward, he suddenly seems a lot more intrigued by what Vilof has to say - and maybe a little more nervous about the situation. ]

Zanarkand?

[ Yo, man. What's with all these weird names? Vilof figured Tidus must be from some far off kingdom he wasn't familiar with. Only one way to find out...]

No, I have not heard of that one either. Are these countries you are naming?

[ huh? ] Not countries, they're... [ he trails off, turning over this matter in his mind for a few seconds in silence. He wasn't from Spira or Zanarkand, nor was he from this place? Where the heck did this guy from? Or, perhaps more importantly, where the heck is Tidus now? ] That doesn't make any sense at all! Are you saying we're on another planet or something?

I never said anything like that at all. I only said I have not heard of "Spira" or "Zanarkand".

[ Geesh boi, listen to your local prince. ]

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DINO ATTACK 3

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my friend just texted me saying to meet her in 10 minutes I SUDDENLY KNOW KNOW HOW YOU FEEL...

LOL WHAT?

your friends are always making and cancelling plans without notice it seems to me B'|

OOOoohh yes B(

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10 YEARS LATER sorry I have 3 exams this week 9_9 CRUEL WORLD

AND THEN POE TAKES 100 YEARS for a tiny post - entschuldigung ;-;

bless you

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