10-04-2019, 12:37 AM
( written for the October cdc prompt "bat" !! )
It had taken a bit for Hushsound to finally decide upon a division of the Typhoon that he actually wanted to join, but eventually he had decided. The Grim Rays sounded like just the group for him, given that they were the group that was involved in all of the fighting and training and everything else of that sort, and Hush found that he loved all of that. Perhaps it was because of his past as a knight, or perhaps it was just because he found fighting to be a sort of catharsis, but he also knew that he could excel as a member of the Grim Rays, and so he had chosen the group, and now it was time to go through with all the rest of the steps of things. He knew there was some sort of ceremony that he would have to go through at some point, but for now his main concern was where he was going to stay. He was lucky in that he didn't have much, only having arrived at the Typhoon with a few books and his sword, along with the mark of Hylia around his neck. Because of this, he found himself looking for a pretty small place on the Tempest for where he could stay, since he really didn't need some huge room. Besides, if he found somewhere small, then it meant that he could stay all by himself, and wouldn't have to deal with anybody else being in his space. He did so enjoy his privacy, and he also liked not bothering somebody else with his own presence.
So, with all of his few belongings in hand – or bag, rather – the small feline had climbed aboard the Tempest, and descended below the decks to go and search for somewhere to call home. As he moved through the large inside area of the ship, he found himself moving past room after room of people, some sleeping, some eating, others just chatting. A few of them noticed him and waved at him, but he did nothing more than smile sheepishly and wave before continuing on, not really interested in getting caught up in a conversation whem he couldn't even really write with the wood flooring of the ship. Trotting along, it took a while before eventually he came to a small room near the end of the large inside area, the room squished up against the wall and covered to the point where Hush almost misses it as he was walking by, but managed to catch it before he continued on. His interest was immediately piqued by the small room, just like what he was looking for, and put his belongings carefully aside before moving to begin dragging things away from the door to clear the way inside.
Eventually everything was removed from his way, and Hushsound took a deep breath before gripping the handle of the door in his mouth, pulling it with a bit of effort. It was jammed from disuse, and took quite a few pulls before it eventually flew open, creaking loudly. That wasn't what startled Hushsound, however. What did startle him was the loud shrieking squeal of several bats from inside as they came streaming out of the room, going straight for his face before he screamed in surprise and batted them away. Eventually the bats were away from him, and flapped off back down the hall where he had come from, leaving him panting and terrified by the sudden appearance of the creatures. Shakily getting back up to his paws, the golden feline slowly moved forward to peek inside of the empty room, glancing around cautiously and slowly, his fur prickled as he readied himself for any more bats to attack his face. When he saw that nothing was left in the room except for a few cobwebs and barrels, he sighed in grand relief, his heart still beating quickly as he turned and moved to bring his bag of things inside, wondering where he might get a bed. He wasn't too worried about the bats, figuring that they had just flown up and out of the boat after he had set them free. Or at least, that's what he could hope.
It had taken a bit for Hushsound to finally decide upon a division of the Typhoon that he actually wanted to join, but eventually he had decided. The Grim Rays sounded like just the group for him, given that they were the group that was involved in all of the fighting and training and everything else of that sort, and Hush found that he loved all of that. Perhaps it was because of his past as a knight, or perhaps it was just because he found fighting to be a sort of catharsis, but he also knew that he could excel as a member of the Grim Rays, and so he had chosen the group, and now it was time to go through with all the rest of the steps of things. He knew there was some sort of ceremony that he would have to go through at some point, but for now his main concern was where he was going to stay. He was lucky in that he didn't have much, only having arrived at the Typhoon with a few books and his sword, along with the mark of Hylia around his neck. Because of this, he found himself looking for a pretty small place on the Tempest for where he could stay, since he really didn't need some huge room. Besides, if he found somewhere small, then it meant that he could stay all by himself, and wouldn't have to deal with anybody else being in his space. He did so enjoy his privacy, and he also liked not bothering somebody else with his own presence.
So, with all of his few belongings in hand – or bag, rather – the small feline had climbed aboard the Tempest, and descended below the decks to go and search for somewhere to call home. As he moved through the large inside area of the ship, he found himself moving past room after room of people, some sleeping, some eating, others just chatting. A few of them noticed him and waved at him, but he did nothing more than smile sheepishly and wave before continuing on, not really interested in getting caught up in a conversation whem he couldn't even really write with the wood flooring of the ship. Trotting along, it took a while before eventually he came to a small room near the end of the large inside area, the room squished up against the wall and covered to the point where Hush almost misses it as he was walking by, but managed to catch it before he continued on. His interest was immediately piqued by the small room, just like what he was looking for, and put his belongings carefully aside before moving to begin dragging things away from the door to clear the way inside.
Eventually everything was removed from his way, and Hushsound took a deep breath before gripping the handle of the door in his mouth, pulling it with a bit of effort. It was jammed from disuse, and took quite a few pulls before it eventually flew open, creaking loudly. That wasn't what startled Hushsound, however. What did startle him was the loud shrieking squeal of several bats from inside as they came streaming out of the room, going straight for his face before he screamed in surprise and batted them away. Eventually the bats were away from him, and flapped off back down the hall where he had come from, leaving him panting and terrified by the sudden appearance of the creatures. Shakily getting back up to his paws, the golden feline slowly moved forward to peek inside of the empty room, glancing around cautiously and slowly, his fur prickled as he readied himself for any more bats to attack his face. When he saw that nothing was left in the room except for a few cobwebs and barrels, he sighed in grand relief, his heart still beating quickly as he turned and moved to bring his bag of things inside, wondering where he might get a bed. He wasn't too worried about the bats, figuring that they had just flown up and out of the boat after he had set them free. Or at least, that's what he could hope.
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