smug grin.
"sure, sure. i'm glad you did come. i've been working on this all morning, what do you think so far?"
he plays a little melody, it's slow and soothing. but thenβone note off and he stops abruptly with a groan.
"tis a work in progress. haven't thought of lyrics yet."
Settling against a smooth rock for purchase, Blue rests his chin against folded arms. His gaze lidded yet sharp when it lands on the sailor.
βDonβt flatter yourself too much. I merely missed the melody you have a knack of creating.β
Was it the full truth? Who was to say.-
the sailor was by the rocky place where he first encountered that merman, playing his heart out with his lute. occasionally humming, looking ahead.
he liked to watch the seagulls flying by, and the shushing and crashing of the waves.
in peace, absentminded. waiting for his Β»
Cautiously swims towards the shore, intently listening for the sound of music and perhaps a voice rising in tune.
@thalassaria said Blue could always find him relaxing somewhere nearby and, well, human or not the man had talent in song.
neviβ huh?
say, i have never heard of this place before. (just how far of hyrule is it...?)
but once again you've caught my interest! perhaps one day you could show me these hotsprings?
oh absolutely. so many places to see and even more people to meet.
ah, speaking of whichβ handsome fella, would you be so kind to tell me in which port i have arrived?
must say it looks like nothing i've seen before.
ahahβ 'dear' might work just fine, but if you must know, the name's octavo. friends call me thalassa.
how 'bout you, hm? is there a name that goes with that handsome grin?
[ okay he's just gonna go for the stupid questions ]
i mean. whichever is most comfortable for you? are your talons like. super strong to catch prey or.
[sure fuck it he doesn't have anything better to do]
Yeah, I mean, why not.
[he hums]
Would you prefer I used my arms to hold onto you or my talons?
[he shows his sick, birdlike claws for emphasis]
[ he's trying so hard not to look /too/ excited, but his eyes nearly twinkling just give it away. ]
i meanβ that, sounds thrilling. if you're alright with it, then, can we go on a sky adventure?
I could carry you if you really want to?
[he doesn't often, but a levitation spell coupled with flying means he can carry people around.]
I can go pretty high... About to where the air starts thinning. I'm not built for withstanding that.
ah. makes sense.
[ he smiles. he's friends with a few crows. and knows some crow-like people. but nothing like odyssey. ]
your wings. they're a real beauty. makes me wonder how far you can go... ah, but in the end I don't belong in the sky.
[ shrug. ]
how high /can/ you go?
a whiz-what?
[ he's kind of just staring. extending a hand, like drawn to the feather's shine. a pirate's curse i suppose. ]
i've heard of ritos and harpies but never that before.
Well, jack of all trades are good to be. I don't know much about swordplay, so you're a leg over me in that regard.
[he shuffles them again, extending one. it's shiny and iridescent, like a crow]
Oh uh? Thank you... I'm a wizzrobe, albeit a mutated one.
my, aren't you a talented one~
i'm just a simple musician, amazing sword fighter, and captain...~
[ two truths one lie. he just looks so smug. but his interest is entirely on the other's wings. ]
if it's not rude to askβ may i know just what are you? those wings are a beauty.
[Odyssey takes it without much flourish. He's grown out of most of his people-pleasing]
If you want my title, I guess I'm a freelance surgeon and doctor, historian, linguist, magician, and musician.
To be fair, I just explore around a lot.
[he shuffles his wings for emphasis]
[ he makes a fancy hand gesture, before holding out his hand towards the other. ]
thalassa, the bard of the seas, at yer service~.
gotta admit, 'tis not often i see another one of you's around here. unless i've ventured too far inland.
[his tail swishes, humming under his breath. Dramatic, this one is...]
Well, we're conversing now, so I guess that's something to do.
[he snorts]
I go by Odyssey. You?
ah?
[ wait this is a New One. he has this different vibe from the rest of the octavos though. ]
well, that's just the thing. i can't for the life of me think of what to do.
[ dramatic hand to his forehead. ]
... don't think we've met before. you have a title, nick, something?
linebeck, linebeck ... wait! i've heard of you!
πΆ he's strong, he's bold
and on a quest for gold!
the best captain around!
(or so i'm told)
ahaha, it's a pleasure to meet you in person, captain! i'd love to hear of your adventures, perhaps write a song about them!,
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but of course ! linebec β
no, CAPTAIN linebeck of
the s . s linebeck ! i mean
i donβt mean to brag at
all but like i said beforehand
ahem β i, AM the best
sailor ! β¨
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