10-24-2022, 05:58 PM
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as he bubbled in a brief concentration, reviewing his days events, he couldn't help but feel a sort of deja vu as he sat. of course, maybe it was the intense strength of the ruckus in this bar--one he was painfully familiar with--that was setting him off. two sets of ears made many places a challenge, no less a tavern full of swashbucklers. they pretty much had it down pat, and that he could appreciate. it had been a long few months since he had last spoken or touched a living being, and today was his emergence from a panicked and searching breaking point. his old home had showered him with safety and kinship, something he had craved for so long. and it began to suffocate him. he was losing himself in others, taking pieces of everyone he had loved and adding them with glue to his mirror. but then, the air got hotter. glue melted... bridges blown up. he was being crushed until he combusted. he simply couldn't take it.
however, gentler, among these sounds, was an off-hand swishing of feathers that he was sure he could place earlier in his trek. flying above him, perhaps, stupidly mistaken for a quetzal or a parrot. the way these feathers touched and played with the air was surely not avian, due to their quantity and size.
disco was pulled out of his near stupor with a snapping up of their ears and lifting of their eyes. turning to the amicable voice, he took their hand standoffishly and paused before giving it one shake, a sure one, an apology for his peculiar manners. "uh, yeah! hello. yeah." he stifled an uncharacteristically nervous swallow. "i made it my way up that wet ass railroad and then... just some exploratory ventures. i've been staying quiet, checking it all out." they paused before assuming eye contact. "you have a sweet, beautiful home." he broke out a small smile and nodded very gently. "i'm, uh, disco, disco hijack. it's nice to meet you." when he finished, he averted his gaze, head turning to the bar slightly.
the mellifluous pouring of drinks was followed by the gentle slip of napkins before the bartender presented them with two angular crystal glasses, filled halfway with liquid gold. disco's expression lit up as he lilted gratefully, "thank you." the foggy canine indulged a long sip and clanked his glass back onto the paper cheekily. "that hit the fuckin' spot," he exhaled as he turned back to sabbath, refreshed.
however, gentler, among these sounds, was an off-hand swishing of feathers that he was sure he could place earlier in his trek. flying above him, perhaps, stupidly mistaken for a quetzal or a parrot. the way these feathers touched and played with the air was surely not avian, due to their quantity and size.
disco was pulled out of his near stupor with a snapping up of their ears and lifting of their eyes. turning to the amicable voice, he took their hand standoffishly and paused before giving it one shake, a sure one, an apology for his peculiar manners. "uh, yeah! hello. yeah." he stifled an uncharacteristically nervous swallow. "i made it my way up that wet ass railroad and then... just some exploratory ventures. i've been staying quiet, checking it all out." they paused before assuming eye contact. "you have a sweet, beautiful home." he broke out a small smile and nodded very gently. "i'm, uh, disco, disco hijack. it's nice to meet you." when he finished, he averted his gaze, head turning to the bar slightly.
the mellifluous pouring of drinks was followed by the gentle slip of napkins before the bartender presented them with two angular crystal glasses, filled halfway with liquid gold. disco's expression lit up as he lilted gratefully, "thank you." the foggy canine indulged a long sip and clanked his glass back onto the paper cheekily. "that hit the fuckin' spot," he exhaled as he turned back to sabbath, refreshed.