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dualislogs2019-08-03 12:22 am
silentnarration) wrote in dualislogs2019-08-03 12:22 am
[Open] He didn't ask for this
WHO: Squall + you?
WHAT: There's a little bird named Boko. Also setting up for Premium Foods drama.
WHERE: Dorms + Premium Foods
WHEN: August 2 onward
WARNINGS: Shady and terrible retail working conditions?
A) Chasing after a bird (Dorms - August 2 and the week following that)
After the confusion that is waking up to a tiny chocobo delivery at his door and discovering Nida's aversion to chocobos in general, Squall is now having a wonderful time trying to figure out what to do with a chicobo.
Spoilers: He has no freaking clue.
Fun fact 1: Boko does not like being indoors.
Fun fact 2: He is very good at escaping.
So there is a barely knee-high yellow bird stalking you today, pecking at your shins, jumping onto the communal kitchen counter, blocking your view of the TV, being cute and making noises along the lines of 'wark' and 'kweh'. Quickly followed by a tall exasperated teenager rushing in to snatch up the bird, muttering something along the lines of "No!" or "Sorry." and awkwardly holding the struggling bird.
Sometimes Boko just breaks free or dodges and there's a chase scene. Squall is not having a good start to the month.
B) Premium Foods is evil (Aug 2) - Setting up! Feel free to skip to the tag options.
Thanks to Boko's surprise appearance, Squall is late for work for the first time that month. An action that will prove to be a bigger problem than expected as his supervisor walks up to him while he's working on cashier lane 5. The conversation is quiet but there's a sense of growing annoyance from the way Squall frowns at him.
Squall shoves the cashier box shut with a satisfying whoosh of rattling coins and metal.
"I quit." His contract is up tomorrow anyway.
"If that's how you feel, we'll be in touch with our lawyers." The supervisor continues to look smug. The explanation that follows along the lines of Squall violating the contract by being late, Premium Foods requiring compensation for the alleged loss of revenue in that time, and the stupid amount they could sue Squall for over it.
Squall goes deathly quiet and turns off the light to his counter to close the lane. "I'm going to count the stock," he announces and walks off, ignoring the passive aggressive complaints from the customers who are waiting.
B1) Angry stocking
Squall can be found in one of the aisles moving items around, squeezing them too tightly, and slamming them down with way more force than necessary. He's lost in his thoughts until a particularly hard slam of a bottle sends ketchup flying everywhere.
Hopefully no one's nearby to catch that.
B2) Angry trashing
Clean up, throwing out expired stock... They're an occasional part of his duties. It's while he's hauling the last giant bag of trash into the dumpster on the far side of the store that the bag rips.
Squall just stares at the mess by his feet and very pointedly kicks the dumpster hard enough to leave a slight dent. He seriously just wants to go home, and he's not talking about the dorms.
((OOC: I forgot to add but Premium Foods is basically a high-end grocery chain that's about as snobbish as it gets.))
WHAT: There's a little bird named Boko. Also setting up for Premium Foods drama.
WHERE: Dorms + Premium Foods
WHEN: August 2 onward
WARNINGS: Shady and terrible retail working conditions?
A) Chasing after a bird (Dorms - August 2 and the week following that)
After the confusion that is waking up to a tiny chocobo delivery at his door and discovering Nida's aversion to chocobos in general, Squall is now having a wonderful time trying to figure out what to do with a chicobo.
Spoilers: He has no freaking clue.
Fun fact 1: Boko does not like being indoors.
Fun fact 2: He is very good at escaping.
So there is a barely knee-high yellow bird stalking you today, pecking at your shins, jumping onto the communal kitchen counter, blocking your view of the TV, being cute and making noises along the lines of 'wark' and 'kweh'. Quickly followed by a tall exasperated teenager rushing in to snatch up the bird, muttering something along the lines of "No!" or "Sorry." and awkwardly holding the struggling bird.
Sometimes Boko just breaks free or dodges and there's a chase scene. Squall is not having a good start to the month.
B) Premium Foods is evil (Aug 2) - Setting up! Feel free to skip to the tag options.
Thanks to Boko's surprise appearance, Squall is late for work for the first time that month. An action that will prove to be a bigger problem than expected as his supervisor walks up to him while he's working on cashier lane 5. The conversation is quiet but there's a sense of growing annoyance from the way Squall frowns at him.
Squall shoves the cashier box shut with a satisfying whoosh of rattling coins and metal.
"I quit." His contract is up tomorrow anyway.
"If that's how you feel, we'll be in touch with our lawyers." The supervisor continues to look smug. The explanation that follows along the lines of Squall violating the contract by being late, Premium Foods requiring compensation for the alleged loss of revenue in that time, and the stupid amount they could sue Squall for over it.
Squall goes deathly quiet and turns off the light to his counter to close the lane. "I'm going to count the stock," he announces and walks off, ignoring the passive aggressive complaints from the customers who are waiting.
B1) Angry stocking
Squall can be found in one of the aisles moving items around, squeezing them too tightly, and slamming them down with way more force than necessary. He's lost in his thoughts until a particularly hard slam of a bottle sends ketchup flying everywhere.
Hopefully no one's nearby to catch that.
B2) Angry trashing
Clean up, throwing out expired stock... They're an occasional part of his duties. It's while he's hauling the last giant bag of trash into the dumpster on the far side of the store that the bag rips.
Squall just stares at the mess by his feet and very pointedly kicks the dumpster hard enough to leave a slight dent. He seriously just wants to go home, and he's not talking about the dorms.
((OOC: I forgot to add but Premium Foods is basically a high-end grocery chain that's about as snobbish as it gets.))
Chasing after a bird
and stabbed?, more common than not. An affinity with cute, yellow birds? ...More of a Thing than he'd care to admit.He's just about finished showering and stepped out of the communal bathroom (clothed. Fully clothed, because he's not an idiot and he takes his stuff inside with him) when there's the sound of heavy, thick-soled boots bounding down the hallway as well as the pitter-patter of tiny, clawed bird feet just before it.
...The smell of a baby chocobo is about that of a fully grown one- potent- and his eyebrows furrow at such a sensation. Here, of all places? Wait, what?
He turns his head just in time to see the tiny chickobo give a loud 'kweh!' and literally leap into his arms.
And he eyes Squall- who (hopefully) would come to a halt from his chase before he knocks the pair of them over.
He's silent.
But his expression says it all, his head tilted slightly, even as the tiny bird is nuzzling it. His eyes are practically glowing with curiosity.
Finally, he speaks.]
...Where'd you find it?
Boko's new mom!!
He frowns in confusion at how taken to Cloud the bird is.]
He was delivered to my room. [A pause. This seems like unnecessary information but it slips out anyway.] His name's Boko.
finally together ♥
[Boko's really small. He can't be any bigger than any of the hatchlings he's seen walking about that chocobo farm outside Midgar. He keeps his eyes on the little bird, not flinching when Boko apparently decides that his mother's earring is the most interesting thing in the world and starts to nibble it- before combing his beak through the longer parts of his wet hair.
...Some part of him really wishes he had some greens. Boko's adorable.
The only indication of his approval of the little bird is a small bump of the bridge of his nose to the top of Boko's head, met with a happy 'kweh', of course, which soon turns into a series of indignant 'warks' , flaps, and leg kicks as he collects him, a hand over each wing, and presents him back to his rightful owner.]
I'll try and find some greens for him. Might calm him down.
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Squall sighs and accepts the fussy chicobo, cradling it firmly under his arm for now.]
He was delivered with some, but it won't last the week. He doesn't like to stay put.
[He runs a hand through his hair and reluctantly adds.]
I don't know what to do with him.
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[It's an abrupt question. Perhaps a strange one. So he decides to elaborate.]
Different types of greens do different things. Most're used for things like strength or endurance conditioning, but they affect mood too. Sounds like he's pretty excitable.
[And cute. But he's not going to call attention to that. Boko himself looks like he knows damn well how adorable he is anyway; so it barely needed to be mentioned. He drops his gaze to the chicobo thoughtfully before raising it to Squall at the next statement.]
Sounds tough.
[And cruel of whoever sent Boko here for Squall's collection. A chocobo in a city in general seems cruel.]
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Gysahl greens.
[He doesn't know of any other. Then again, he didn't raise chocobos. He just went looking for one to ride. All his knowledge came from the chocobo boy.]
You know what he is.
[Kind of a question but not really.]
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[It's not that. It just doesn't occur to him that the same sorts of animals shouldn't be everywhere. His world, Squall's world, this. ...Well. This was an exception given that it seemed the city was the only place containing living things. But. The greens.]
He's gonna need more than that.
[And a lot of it was just taste. Anything eating the same thing every day would be miserable, too.]
You look like you've got it covered. [Kind of. Since Boko, presently, was upside down underneath Squall's arm with his feet clawing at his sleeve. ] But if you want me to look, I don't mind doing it.
[...Or babysit, as it might turn out. Because a few more kicks and wriggles, and there's an (almost?) flying chocobo heading right for him. He catches him, of course- Boko giving a contented 'kweh' almost immediately.]
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I met someone who's never seen a chocobo before-- Boko!
[And there goes the bird. Back into Cloud's arms. It's ridiculous how much Boko seems to prefer literally anybody else. Another sigh.]
Maybe you could. He likes you better.
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...Actually staying with him for a while, though? He's got work and-
Kweh!
Boko himself seems to like that idea. And the slippery bird is slippery indeed, wriggling against him to duck his head where he can, the armhole of his jumper.]
Hey-
[Quick as a flash the whole bird is inside, wriggling in a lump upto his collar, where he sticks his head out.
Kweh, kweh!
....Happy Boko. He speaks to Squall as Boko resumes trying to prise his earring out his ear.]
You sure? He's yours.
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How is Cloud even keeping a straight face through this? Has Squall met his match or something? While he's still not very expressive, there are varying degrees of surprise and confusion and intrigued flashing across his face.]
I think he made the choice for us. I can take him sometimes- [The traitor-bird makes a well-timed distressed kweh, getting Squall to give him a withering look.] when you're busy. Nida doesn't like chocobos so you're doing me a favor. I've been looking for a place to keep him until I build him a shelter.
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...He's just inherited a son, hasn't he.]
Okay. But you should take him when you want. And I'll help you with the pen. Where're you thinking of building it?
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There's space on the roof and the guy at the lobby said it's okay to build something there. [There's a pause before he adds reluctantly, sounding relieved too.] ... I'll need the help. I don't know how to build a chocobo pen.
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[He's hardly a construction expert himself, but it sounds doable. Can't be that hard, right? Little does he know about Boko being a master escape artist.]
Probably gonna have to find some straw, too. Things like that.
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Right. Oh. I can look it up online. [The way he phrases it. He's still not used to the convenience of the internet. Hell, he forgets about his phone sometimes. He's used to a closed self-maintained network. Not a wide network with near-infinite searches.]
Do you want to go look for supplies?
[He's taking out his phone to start tapping up some searches, looking for pen designs and shelters and other relevant things.]
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Yeah. We can probably go to the forge. Last I saw, Seifer had a lot of wood lying around. C'mon.
[It's probably best to go to the roof, actually. Get some measurements. He walks toward the elevator, holding it for Squall when it arrives. And when they're on the roof...]
Alright. So it's got a fence around it, so he can't fall. That's good. But we're gonna have to build another one around his enclosure. So... shelter to sleep in, somewhere for him to walk, somewhere for him to eat, and then a fence around that. Probably gonna need half the roofspace.
[That's... a lot of wood.
Sound good?
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He nods. Sounds as good as anything he could come up with and it matches some of the animal housing designs he found on the way up here.]
Sounds fine. As long as we make it big enough for when he's full grown too.
[The idea of a chocobo living on the roof is... weird.]
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Yeah. You're going to have to use the elevators to get him up and down when he's grown.
[He'd have to go out for runs, after all. And the mental picture of someone having to share a lift with a fully-grown chocobo and Squall is ...interesting.]
Between the two of us, it'll probably take a while. [Good thing they had a while until he grew. But.] ...It's your decision, but I wouldn't leave such a young one up here overnight. It'll get cold.
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We can worry about that when he grows bigger.
[He folds his arms, eyeing the young bird in Cloud's shirt who's peeking around the new area.]
We can leave him blankets when the shelter's done. But you're right we shouldn't leave him up here right now. I'm... trying not to kick Nida out of the room. He won't stay if Boko's around.
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He then raises his eyes toward him.]
I guess I could take him at nights when you're with Nida. You take him in the day when you're not.
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That's a big help. Thanks.
[It takes care of Boko and Nida. What a relief.]
Oh. He's kind of a GF. He helps us in battles sometimes. He can cast fireball and meteor. He didn't do anything when I fed him greens earlier. I'm guessing his abilities are blocked off but it can't hurt to be careful until we know for sure.
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Fire and meteors. The latter, of course, makes him examine the bird more closely. He couldn't mean that, he's sure. ...Is he?
Well.]
Got it.
[He then extracts the bird from his jumper, (carefully. And not without its own problems, because Boko's indeed found that he enjoys this place, and he's not willing to give it up without a fight.) before handing him over to Squall once more.]
Here. See you later this evening.
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[Squall explains as he holds out his hands to take the kicking bird. He'll have to make sure Boko doesn't get under his clothes without better training. He doesn't need more scars. He smooths a hand over the chicobo's neck to try and soothe it.]
See you then.
[He doesn't need more things to worry about but Boko is his now. And at least there's Cloud to share the burden.]