[ may catch-all ]

[messianic]

WHO: Minato and everyone he can drag into quests and maybe also you
WHERE: The town, the woods, everywhere in between
WHEN: May
WHAT: Fighting spiders, making friends, collecting social links, the usual
WARNINGS: Typical violence, probably. Ouni being Ouni. Kyrie being Kyrie.

[Feel free to contact me at kalisona if you want a toplevel, or just drop a toplevel in here? I'm cool with whatever, hit me up.]

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[extrapolating]

[ Elizabeth steels herself. She is Ready for this, because even if the geese look... bad... the most she thinks she'll get from them is a bite or a cut. That she can deal with! It's not like running around Columbia didn't give her a fair share of those. She crouches at the ready, fully thinking that even if this takes forever, it's not impossible.

And then it breathes fire. ]

Oh my god!

[ See, that? That she did not expect. She takes a step back instinctively as the hell goose waddles her way, but Elizabeth is a bit more fool-hardishly brave than that. She runs to the side of the goose to avoid the flame, but unfortunately, there's more than one. All of the other geese are startled and start to run in various directions, honking away in a way that sounds weirdly like Greensleeves from hell, if only for a moment. But. At least one of them breathes fire Elizabeth's way, and it definitely singes her clothes and catches the edge of her skirt on fire.

Even so, she catches up to the one goose and essentially tries to bear hug it into submission. She's holding it by its neck to try and avoid some of the fire, but it's still not the safest way to wrangle fire-breathing geese. ]

Why do they breathe fire?!

[ She shouts, exasperatedly, in very much the tone of "why is your mother a ghost" ]

[messianic]

[He wishes he knew why they breathed first, but he doesn't have a single answer for Elizabeth; Minato's going to go ahead and save his breath instead, jumping to his feet and ignoring the way that his hair is slightly singed.

He's more concerned about Elizabeth, who instead of running away from the geese like a sane and sensible person, is definitely standing her ground and then wrangling the fire-breathing goose.

His estimation of her courage goes up a couple of notches, but on the other hand, he thinks she might also be a little insane.

Still, he follows, rushing to her side as quickly as possible to try to help her tackle the goose to the ground. Via full goose body tackle.]

Hold the head, I'll get the rest...!

[Away from both of them please so neither of them gets lit on fire even more.]

[extrapolating]

[ Minato is definitely not wrong on either count. Sometimes, you're so determined to help and do something that you do things that are a little reckless. It's fine!! Totally!! ]

I've got it!

[ And she actually does, though there's definitely a sense that a dozen is going to be an Effort. She's holding the head tightly and just trying to direct its head very much away from the two of them while it musically honks fire. It's a valiant effort all around. Though that singed clothing is definitely getting uncomfortably warm, so she's trying to multitask by trying to roll that part into the dirt to smother it. She's at least not letting go, since letting go will definitely mean more fire. ]

[messianic]

[Eventually, the goose stops struggling. Eventually. By that point they're probably both battered and bruised, and Minato is definitely exhausted, clinging to the goose's body with everything he's got.

A wheeze, when it finally flops to the ground, but clearly watching them with beady eyes that are waiting for them to let its guard down.

And, tentatively:]

Elizabeth-san, I don't know if we're going to be able to catch eleven more of these with just the two of us.

[extrapolating]

[ That was definitely more than she bargained for. Her clothes are singed and torn, she's dirty, and there's only a single goose to show for it. As the goose relents, Elizabeth sits back with a heavy huff of a breath. She half sneers at it, but she nods. ]

...I don't think I want to.

[ because FUCK this goose and all of the rest of them too ]

Um... But it's probably something if we at least take this one back, right?

[messianic]

...Someone can probably cook it?

[Maybe? It's something, at least. The goose makes a musical honk. Minato eyes it warily, frowning.]

How do you knock out a goose, I wonder...?

[extrapolating]

It can also go cook itself.

[ That's definitely a very polite way of telling a goose to go fuck itself, yes. She sighs and places her hands on her hips as she looks at it. ]

...I should have brought my Skyhook. I didn't even think about it, since there's nowhere to really use it here.

[messianic]

[Oh my god Elizabeth. Minato has to stifle a snort at that, amused, before he just tilts his head.]

I don't know what a Skyhook is, but... I guess we just have to use what we can.

[Which is why he's reaching under his blazer for his Evoker which, while no longer used as a gun, was once an actual gun with all of the proper, hefty weight behind it.

He will then clonk the goose over the head with it, as carefully as he can.

(But also with enough force to hopefully knock it out for awhile, because neither of them wants to get singed.) And, dryly:]

... I feel like I'm experiencing so many new things every day.

[extrapolating]

It's... something from home. [ A pause, and she watches as Minato grabs the Evoker. She's a little surprised he has a gun, but even though she thinks he's going to shoot it, she doesn't object... Even being away from him for a while now, she's spent too much time in Mr. Dewitt's company. ] But it would probably do more than knock it out, now that I think about it. So maybe not.

[ Oh, but he knocks it out. That's much better, since she had been steeling herself for some gore, so she relaxes just a little as she laughs sarcastically. ]

Tell me about it. For being a town that's only full of people like us, it still manages to be lively...

[messianic]

[Minato can definitely also not cope that much with gore when he can avoid it, so... they're in good company here. He can at least finally stop straddling the goose now that it's unconscious, and he snorts.]

Ah... some sort of weapon, maybe?

[Or something more than that?]

Sometimes I think it's because there are so few of us that it's so lively, though. We're kind of all up in each other's business, right? [They don't really have a choice about it.]

[extrapolating]

It definitely works like one. [ So it's probably not for that explicitly, and her face pinches up a little as she remembers how Booker uses it. ] I'll show it to you sometime. It's probably easier to explain when you see it.

[ Anyways, this goose. Elizabeth crouches and picks it up, which does take both arms, but she has it. ]

That's probably true. And I guess this goose will make it more lively... Hopefully it's at least useful.

[messianic]

[This goose.]

Got it. We'll worry about that later. For now--

... Do you need any help with it?

[Elizabeth is so tough...]

[extrapolating]

I don't think so, actually? It's lighter than it looks.

[ Since, well, hollow bones and all. She looks down at the goose enemy thoughtfully, but then starts to walk in the direction they had come from. ]

...We should probably hurry, though. I hope it doesn't wake up before we get there.

[messianic]

... Yeah, let's go. We can at least give it to someone or something when we get there.

[AND THEN THEY GALLIVANTED BACK TO TOWN and probably gave the fire-breathing goose to someone who can cook it or something, let's be honest here.]