Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.
ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive.
Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path.
Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart.
Welcome to Awash's eighteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event!
If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!
[This seems to make him more embarrassed for some reason. His face isn't Strangulation Red, but it's clear something is doing him a heck. He spends some time looking around, back at Kisa, around again, back at her.
When he does look at her, it's a kind of curious stare, not at anything in particular and almost trance-like. By the time he speaks again, he's sort of rubbing the stick back and forth in the wet sand.] Um.
[ Kisa's voice cracks slightly from the sheer surprise, but okay, apparently this isn't something she's heard before. Or at least, it's something she's never heard from Damian. Maybe his younger self is just fearless in another way entirely. ]
That's... u-um, thank you, but... I mean, we're definitely friends--!
[Damian won't look back up at her as she responds. Too embarrassed. He sort of digs into the wet mud, trying to find the words he's looking for.] Yeah, I think you're pretty and stuff. [At least his heart is honest? It's fine.]
I'm glad we're friends. [He finally lifts just his eyes. He's so darn cute when he's not being a sour gremlin thirteen year old.] I've... never had any friends before. Except for Jon. And... Maya, I guess.
[Behind them, something rumbles. Far out over the water, tucked away against the horizon, is an ominously dark storm cloud. Lightning winks on inside, and, a long time after, thunder purrs distantly. Damian frowns; the tight brows and serious expression are familiar, if funny on such a young face.] It's coming. [Everything is still sunny and nice, but the air feels a bit different. The breeze and quiet before a summer storm. The air smells like humid ozone.]
[ Well. Thank goodness for an approaching storm so Kisa can stop being flustered for at least a few minutes. It still strikes her as sad, though... that someone as amazing as Damian has so few friends. ]
Yeah... Sometimes it just rains. Sometimes a storm comes. There's a lot of wind and sideways rain. The thunder is really loud. One time, the lightning struck one of the trees.
[He looks apologetic when he glances back to Kisa. Like he can control the weather or something.]
It's okay. We can stay in the house. I'm really strong. I'll protect you.
[Again, his face explodes suddenly into a dark flush. Yeah, okay. GIRLS. Someone save him.]
Uh--yeah, it's my job. I mean, everyone should look out for everyone else. They should look out for them if they can't fight. That's what my dad says.
[Some of the finer sand kicks up and billows away across the island. The breeze is warm, but a bit ominous when it's clear the storm approaching from the sea is the cause.]
One day, I won't have to worry about the storms. I'll be bigger and stronger. They won't be as scary then. Dad will probably even let me go on a boat by myself.
[His face bunches up at this.] Getting stronger is good, but you don't have to be stronger. Then how am I going to be the one to protect you? [He sounds offended for a boy who does enjoy girls who can kick his ass.]
Okay, I guess that's fine. [Damian sure is going to die when they abscond from his heart and he realizes all the shit he said to everyone in absolute earnest.] We should probably get ready. For the storm.
Pennyworth and Titus will go in with us. The other animals are always okay. But we should put the chickens in the pen.
[ It's okay, Damian, you haven't completely shoved your foot in your mouth yet. Kisa nods, though, looking a little uneasily towards the approaching storm. ]
Okay. They're good chickens, so they don't mind if you pick them up. Like this. [Hang on. He puts the stick down so he can hobble off after one of the fat, roaming hens. They're pretty docile, and do little more than cluck incessantly when Damian lifts one by placing his hands over the wings. Then he holds her using the entirety of both arms.] If you don't hold their arms, they'll flap.
[He brings the hen back to Kisa to meet.] This is Starfire. [A beautiful, alien hen.] We need to get Raven, Beast Boy, and Kid Flash.
Right. [Because Beast Boy. Which is... odd because these chickens are girls, but don't think about it.] That's Beast Boy.
Hm. Raven always likes the shade. We can look for her by the trees. Kid-- [Well, he doesn't have to say anything about Kid Flash. The yellow and red-striped chicken speeds across the ground, bouncing from the dirt and grass down to the shore, and then the hen makes a hasty retreat as the tide comes in.] We'll... get Kid Flash after Raven, okay?
[He treks across the beach to start checking around trees and shrubs. The trees provide a little shade, but it's the bushes that he manages to find Raven in, concealed in the shadows. Typical.] Here! [She's a little disgruntled when he picks her up and brings her out. She's not a fan of the island sun.
But she has a gorgeous black, shimmery coat and a long trail of tail feathers, almost like a cloak.] Okay.
Let's put them in the house. Kid Flash is always hungry, so we'll need some seeds.
[ Kisa tags along, amicable as always, though she's more and more curious with each chicken they encounter. Starfire was oddly beautiful, Beast Boy was... green, and she's never seen a chicken with a tail almost like a peacock. ]
I didn't. They picked their own names. [Damian?? ? ??] It doesn't matter if they're chickens. They're still my friends even if they look different.
[The coop is big enough for the four hens, and while the "yard" isn't large, there's a little pen for them to waddle around in. Damian deposits Raven and Starfire, and then turns to take Beast Boy from Kisa, putting him--her in too. Gate shut and locked.
He moves down some to reach through and scoop a little seed into his hand.] Okay. Now Kid Flash. [He holds his hands up, like he's waiting on her to put her palms out.]
I don't know. I think don't think they were. [Carefully, Damian pours some of the fine seed from his hands into Kisa's own.] I can't just... feel they're my friends, and then they were here.
[He can't really touch his heart with his hands full, but it's fine. He leads Kisa back out toward the beach where he squats down. It must be a routine. Kid Flash seems to know what the hands-out-squat means and races toward them.]
Whatever they were before... I can tell they're really important to you.
[ And she'll copy Damian's pose, lowering herself down to let Kid Flash go to town on the seed carefully cupped in her palms. Damian may have better luck trying to grab him. ]
[Damian thinks about maybe leading Kid Flash back by scooting with their hands out, but with Kisa here, it'd make it easier to grab the chicken. Carefully, when Kid Flash is preoccupied with Kisa's seed, Damian dumps the rest of his in Kisa's hands. He dusts his off very gently.
Waits.
And then he reaches out suddenly to claw-capture Kid Flash on each side with his hands. The poor chicken tries to Leave, but its spindly feet wheel hopelessly in the air when Damian lifts.]
Gotcha.
[The crack of thunder is louder this time, closer.]
It's okay. [Surprisingly, he smiles, and it's meant to be reassuring.] I'll protect you. [Carefully, he tucks the chicken securely between his arm and his side, and with his other hand, he takes Kisa's own to lead her back toward the house and the coop.]
You can go in the house. I'll come in when I get them inside.
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ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
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When he does look at her, it's a kind of curious stare, not at anything in particular and almost trance-like. By the time he speaks again, he's sort of rubbing the stick back and forth in the wet sand.] Um.
Do I really know someone as pretty as you?
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[ Kisa's voice cracks slightly from the sheer surprise, but okay, apparently this isn't something she's heard before. Or at least, it's something she's never heard from Damian. Maybe his younger self is just fearless in another way entirely. ]
That's... u-um, thank you, but... I mean, we're definitely friends--!
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I'm glad we're friends. [He finally lifts just his eyes. He's so darn cute when he's not being a sour gremlin thirteen year old.] I've... never had any friends before. Except for Jon. And... Maya, I guess.
[Behind them, something rumbles. Far out over the water, tucked away against the horizon, is an ominously dark storm cloud. Lightning winks on inside, and, a long time after, thunder purrs distantly. Damian frowns; the tight brows and serious expression are familiar, if funny on such a young face.] It's coming. [Everything is still sunny and nice, but the air feels a bit different. The breeze and quiet before a summer storm. The air smells like humid ozone.]
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"It"...? Does this happen a lot?
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[He looks apologetic when he glances back to Kisa. Like he can control the weather or something.]
It's okay. We can stay in the house. I'm really strong. I'll protect you.
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... Mm, I know. You've always been protecting me... even when we first met.
[ That's the one thing that had never changed about Damian. ]
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Uh--yeah, it's my job. I mean, everyone should look out for everyone else. They should look out for them if they can't fight. That's what my dad says.
[Some of the finer sand kicks up and billows away across the island. The breeze is warm, but a bit ominous when it's clear the storm approaching from the sea is the cause.]
One day, I won't have to worry about the storms. I'll be bigger and stronger. They won't be as scary then. Dad will probably even let me go on a boat by myself.
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I'll... work at being bigger and stronger, too. Then maybe you won't have to face them alone anyway.
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Geez.
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Pennyworth and Titus will go in with us. The other animals are always okay. But we should put the chickens in the pen.
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O-okay. I'll help.
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Okay. They're good chickens, so they don't mind if you pick them up. Like this. [Hang on. He puts the stick down so he can hobble off after one of the fat, roaming hens. They're pretty docile, and do little more than cluck incessantly when Damian lifts one by placing his hands over the wings. Then he holds her using the entirety of both arms.] If you don't hold their arms, they'll flap.
[He brings the hen back to Kisa to meet.] This is Starfire. [A beautiful, alien hen.] We need to get Raven, Beast Boy, and Kid Flash.
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[ So she'll just quietly go after the green one, scooping it up and gently subduing it in her arms.
... Why is it green. ]
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Hm. Raven always likes the shade. We can look for her by the trees. Kid-- [Well, he doesn't have to say anything about Kid Flash. The yellow and red-striped chicken speeds across the ground, bouncing from the dirt and grass down to the shore, and then the hen makes a hasty retreat as the tide comes in.] We'll... get Kid Flash after Raven, okay?
Their house is by my house.
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O-okay! [ She'll keep a firm grip on Beast Boy (girl???) for the time being. ]
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[He treks across the beach to start checking around trees and shrubs. The trees provide a little shade, but it's the bushes that he manages to find Raven in, concealed in the shadows. Typical.] Here! [She's a little disgruntled when he picks her up and brings her out. She's not a fan of the island sun.
But she has a gorgeous black, shimmery coat and a long trail of tail feathers, almost like a cloak.] Okay.
Let's put them in the house. Kid Flash is always hungry, so we'll need some seeds.
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[ Kisa tags along, amicable as always, though she's more and more curious with each chicken they encounter. Starfire was oddly beautiful, Beast Boy was... green, and she's never seen a chicken with a tail almost like a peacock. ]
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[The coop is big enough for the four hens, and while the "yard" isn't large, there's a little pen for them to waddle around in. Damian deposits Raven and Starfire, and then turns to take Beast Boy from Kisa, putting him--her in too. Gate shut and locked.
He moves down some to reach through and scoop a little seed into his hand.] Okay. Now Kid Flash. [He holds his hands up, like he's waiting on her to put her palms out.]
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[ What odd wording. But okay, she'll obediently extend her palms in front of her, hands pressed together. ]
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[He can't really touch his heart with his hands full, but it's fine. He leads Kisa back out toward the beach where he squats down. It must be a routine. Kid Flash seems to know what the hands-out-squat means and races toward them.]
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[ And she'll copy Damian's pose, lowering herself down to let Kid Flash go to town on the seed carefully cupped in her palms. Damian may have better luck trying to grab him. ]
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Waits.
And then he reaches out suddenly to claw-capture Kid Flash on each side with his hands. The poor chicken tries to Leave, but its spindly feet wheel hopelessly in the air when Damian lifts.]
Gotcha.
[The crack of thunder is louder this time, closer.]
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[ And Kisa heaves a sigh of relief, dusting off her own hands once all of the seed is gone and Kid Flash has been caught.
The crack of thunder makes her flinch, just a bit. ]
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You can go in the house. I'll come in when I get them inside.
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