[It is probably a bad move to move at all while sitting because as soon as Iskandar leans towards the table to take a small tartine as per Hibiki's suggestion there's a very audible creak coming from the armchair beneath him. He freezes for a millisecond half-expecting the whole construction to go down in this very moment but his luck wins and nothing happens. This time. So he takes his pastry, smiles at Hibiki, leans back, and hearing no additional signals of an impending disaster, starts to review his choices.
It would be rude to leave. They are sitting a bit to the back of the main hall but still manage to draw some curious looks. No wonder, Hibiki always does. Doing nothing is not an option. The wretched thing can fall apart any minute now and he'll be damned if he made a spectacle of himself in front of all those old gods while they're in the middle of describing their most illustrious achievements. The talk would never end. But what can he do? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hits him.
Gods can hover.
That's the god power he never used before and frankly, he thinks it's kind of weird. Yet in this situation... This could work. Can he hover just a little bit over the chair? Only as much as to take the weight off but not enough for anyone to notice? What a stupid question. Of course, he can! So he does. A little wobbly at first but after a minute he's able to steady himself enough to be able to take his chances at reaching for another of those pretty little cakes. And even risk more of the small talk. Catastrophe averted. He's doing fine!]
I have never encountered such confections. What are they?
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He freezes for a millisecond half-expecting the whole construction to go down in this very moment but his luck wins and nothing happens. This time.
So he takes his pastry, smiles at Hibiki, leans back, and hearing no additional signals of an impending disaster, starts to review his choices.
It would be rude to leave. They are sitting a bit to the back of the main hall but still manage to draw some curious looks. No wonder, Hibiki always does.
Doing nothing is not an option. The wretched thing can fall apart any minute now and he'll be damned if he made a spectacle of himself in front of all those old gods while they're in the middle of describing their most illustrious achievements. The talk would never end. But what can he do?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hits him.
Gods can hover.
That's the god power he never used before and frankly, he thinks it's kind of weird. Yet in this situation... This could work. Can he hover just a little bit over the chair? Only as much as to take the weight off but not enough for anyone to notice? What a stupid question. Of course, he can! So he does. A little wobbly at first but after a minute he's able to steady himself enough to be able to take his chances at reaching for another of those pretty little cakes. And even risk more of the small talk.
Catastrophe averted. He's doing fine!]
I have never encountered such confections. What are they?