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[PQ] What's the Mata? - Printable Version +- Court of the Fallen (https://cotf-rpg.com) +-- Forum: Out of Character (https://cotf-rpg.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=26) +--- Forum: Important (https://cotf-rpg.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=27) +---- Forum: Archives (https://cotf-rpg.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=38) +---- Thread: [PQ] What's the Mata? (/showthread.php?tid=9771) Pages:
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RE: What's the Mata? - Hadama - 07-15-2024 While it was a relief to see the focus of their search - or so Hadama presumed the little Mata Mata to be, since it responded to the name they had been given for it - it did not appear to be safe quite yet. Still, whatever else the Tidebreaker might have chosen if among friends, he was subdued in the presence of the Reaper. Rather than attempting to dissuade its Abyssal cousins with magic or mayhem he left them to Dahlia's tender mercies. Instead he leaned forward with a quietly assuring rumble: "You will be safe now," in order to reach one large hand out to Mr. Matas, offering it sanctuary against his own bulk and scooping it close if it would let him. He was warm and calm and smelled faintly of the sea and the sunlight of Torchline as he attempted to stand up and offer Mr. Matas a refuge against the corrupted creatures attempting to wound it. Hadama tries to soothe Mr. Matas and scoop him up and away from the Abyssal ones! RE: What's the Mata? - Dahlia - 07-16-2024 Oh no, what a shame about the little Abyssal Mata Matas. Dahlia is quite convinced they only wish to play, but of course she doubts the gathered group will be open to that sort of interpretation. And so as Really, perhaps Mr. Matas would look good in a shade of purple? He might even still enjoy the weird granola mix they're throwing at him as well. Or maybe he'll have a taste for something a little meatier - who can say? Dahlia does absolutely nothing, but she crosses around the cavern to make it look as if she's enticing the abyssal mata matas towards her! RE: What's the Mata? - Zavien - 07-16-2024 A fluttering of wings responded to In the chaos, Zavien tried to reach for Mr. Matas and somehow found himself grabbing another Mata Mata in his arms. Luckily, it didn't glitter any shades of purple, but he still quickly dropped the squawking creature as it snapped at his exposed anything. After releasing the indignant animal, it gave him one last 'clack' of its beak before stalking back into the darkness, its plumage fluffed to double its size. Spotting the real Mr. Matas, Zavien called out. But Mr. Matas only had eyes for one person. Again coaxing the frightened pet with his soothing voice, it sought refuge from its pursuers in the safe, strong, manly arms of the Mer King. Promptly jumping into the man's arms, the serpent nuzzled its feathered head against his burly chest, letting the demigod's intimidating - yet comforting - form scare off the Abyssal Mata Matas like a 'Beware of Dog' sign. They scurried into the darkness, peering out at Dahlia as if waiting for her to beckon. When she didn't, they crept closer before thinking better and slithering out amongst the black roots. Confident that they'd avoided complete disaster, Zavien gave them all a relieved smile. [say]"Whew! I'm glad he's safe now. But let's get Mr. Matas out of here!"[/say] It was both a valid reason and an excuse to escape the shifting shadows that whispered of hissing stalkers. As they stepped out of the Grotto, Zavien looked to each of them in turn. [say]"Thank you for your help. I couldn't have done this without you."[/say] (Perhaps without Dahlia, but he wasn't about to say that.) He gave Stormbreak's leader a deep bow of respect before leading them out into Pacifist Plaza. When they released the Mata Mata into the sunlit square, it chirped at the group appreciatively, noticeably pausing before taking flight to find some other recess of Stormbreak to hide in. Zavien had a feeling the little avian serpent had learned his lesson. In the coming weeks, each member of the group (even Dahlia, but mostly Hadama), would find small gifts of lost earrings, shiny buttons, twinkling marbles, and other objects deposited at their homes as a reminder of their good deed. [say]Congratulations!! Mr. Matas has been saved!! Your good deed will go down in Stormbreak history (amongst the Mata Matas)! (Especially that of a demigod with a silky-smooth voice and tan muscled arms.) Thank you! [FIN][/say] |