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estinien) wrote in thenearshore2018-11-19 07:53 am
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Who: Estinien & You.
When: End of February.
Where: Around and about.
What: Estinien is testing his powers out, it's not going so swell.
[ This new world was never going to win Estinien's approval before he even discovered what his powers were meant to be. It was a joke, an absolute insult if anyone asked the dragoon his opinion on the whole thing. He'd had enough of dragons back home so to find out he was now inexplicably linked to one as a God just stung all the more.
Still, it would be stupid of him to not at least look into this a little. If the powers were useful then it could mean the difference between victory and defeat. No-one would have to know if it was in a secluded enough place. The last thing Estinien wants is that secret being out in the world (though in all fairness most would probably guess when seeing a dragon stomping around that it's definitely one of the God crew).
What Estinien never takes into consideration is any caveats that come with trying said power. He's unaware that if he doesn't put his everything into it the whole thing goes skewiff. Which is why suddenly there's a small, round, fat whelpling looking as put out as one can sitting around. Occasionally he'll flap his tiny wings, managing just a fraction of lift before settling back down on the ground.
This is the worst and Estinien curses to himself, the profanities translating into nothing but small chirps and squawks. What kind of God power is this even meant to be??? Hopefully it wears off, though until then the dragoon simply hopes no-one comes across him like this. ]
When: End of February.
Where: Around and about.
What: Estinien is testing his powers out, it's not going so swell.
[ This new world was never going to win Estinien's approval before he even discovered what his powers were meant to be. It was a joke, an absolute insult if anyone asked the dragoon his opinion on the whole thing. He'd had enough of dragons back home so to find out he was now inexplicably linked to one as a God just stung all the more.
Still, it would be stupid of him to not at least look into this a little. If the powers were useful then it could mean the difference between victory and defeat. No-one would have to know if it was in a secluded enough place. The last thing Estinien wants is that secret being out in the world (though in all fairness most would probably guess when seeing a dragon stomping around that it's definitely one of the God crew).
What Estinien never takes into consideration is any caveats that come with trying said power. He's unaware that if he doesn't put his everything into it the whole thing goes skewiff. Which is why suddenly there's a small, round, fat whelpling looking as put out as one can sitting around. Occasionally he'll flap his tiny wings, managing just a fraction of lift before settling back down on the ground.
This is the worst and Estinien curses to himself, the profanities translating into nothing but small chirps and squawks. What kind of God power is this even meant to be??? Hopefully it wears off, though until then the dragoon simply hopes no-one comes across him like this. ]
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For what it's worth the question gets a small pause before the dragon whelp nods. Sure, they know each other.]
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Not Aymeric or Izumo...or Lady Sakura or Yona...I don't actually know that many people, now that I'm thinking about--
[Oh gods. Leo stops, thinking.]
Estinien?!
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Thankfully for both of them Leo is smart if not sharp and if dragons could look relieved this one is doing just that. Finally. Maybe Leo knows someone who can undo shit like this? It can be the first time a God has magicked themselves by accident. The mention of his name gets another nod and a tail thump for good measure.
Look, he hates this, but send help. He can't be dealing with being a dragon again.]
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[Leo stares for a moment before pulling out his phone. First he checks which god Estinien is filling in for, then he goes right to Google to see if he can figure out what that god has to do with dragons, just in case.]
Okay. I've dealt with these sorts of magicks before, so let's start with the simplest method of breaking the curse. Focus solely on being human again. Imagine your body being yours, not this round dragonling's.
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That's it? Meditation and willing himself back? Estinien is pretty sure that he should have turned back into an elezen several times over by now, but alright he'll try it.
There's a good solid minute of silence, small beady eyes narrowing in concentration and then —
Nothing. Estinien deflates a little, complete with a huff. This is it, leave him here to die.]
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[Hm.]
Do you mind if I pick you up to take you to my temple? I can work a curse or two there that might break whatever curse is on you.