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[DON'T WAKE THE DEITY or: go the fuck back to sleep]
Well, anyone will tell you that the best thing to do if you find yourself in a strange situation is to just stick to what you know and you'll figure things out. And if there's one thing Lea knows how to do, it's recon. So when volunteers are needed for an apparently dangerous mission to uh... potentially kill a god, he figures he's kind of a shoo-in. More than that, it's probably a good deposit to the bank of karma, and that's something he figures can't hurt, given his history.
He's always liked puzzles, so the fact that this isn't just your run of the mill Engage Target and Destroy sort of mission is a plus. Wanna be teammates? He's pretty friendly, despite looking a bit like a delinquent. In a tight spot because you got separated from your team? He said it himself, "Dark Rescue" is his middle name.
[MONSTER MISCALCULATION or: feed me, seymour!]
If there's one thing Lea knows he's good at, it's setting things on fire, so when it turns out his particular talents are just what the doctor ordered, he can't help but feel just a little bit cool. Here he just got here, and he's already making a good impression! Unfortunately, the plants he's here to take care of aren't quite so impressed with him as he is with himself. Fire and edged weapons are definitely his speciality, though, so when he sees someone getting a little bit too close to the big nasty stinger on one of those leaves, he doesn't hesitate, and lets one of his chakrams fly. It slices neatly through the vine, dropping the leaf harmlessly to the ground, and he lifts a hand to retrieve the chakram as it returns.
"Gotta have eyes in the back of your head around here, huh?" he asks, grinning a little. "You okay?"
[WARK GAMES or: bridge on the river kweh]
Lea has always liked animals, and it seems that animals have usually liked him in return. In fact, he might even say he prefers animals to people, sometimes. Animals are good listeners, and don't judge you for your mistakes, after all.
Granted, he's usually dealt with... smaller animals. He can say without hesitation that he has never in his life attempted to befriend a seven-foot-tall chicken. Well, it can't be that hard, can it? They seem to have invaded the city along with the carnivorous plants, but at least he's fairly confident they're not meat-eaters. So far he hasn't heard of anyone being devoured, in any case.
This one, though, seems rather agitated, fluffing its feathers and chattering excitedly at him, and he's honestly not sure if it's happy to see him, or if it's telling him to back off. Hey, he knows how to read dog and cat body language, but he never learned chicken, okay?
"Nice birdy," he says gently, mostly just hoping to move past the creature and continue on his way without getting pecked to death or something. "Boy, you sure are a... big... fluffy thing, aren't'cha?" The bird seems to take offense to this, and fluffs its feathers more fervently, making itself look even bigger than it already looked. Concerned, Lea halts in his steps and holds both hands up. "Ah, okay, clearly you're taking this street," he says, "so I can... just find another way into town. It's all good. Carry on."
Maybe holding your hands up is a sign of aggression among giant chickens, though, because as soon as he starts backing away, the chocobo makes a loud shrieking noise and charges toward him.
Someone please help the tall skinny redhead being chased down the street by Big Bird.
[FRIENDR or: call me beep me if you wanna reach me]
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Lea | Kingdom Hearts | OTA
[DON'T WAKE THE DEITY or: go the fuck back to sleep]
Well, anyone will tell you that the best thing to do if you find yourself in a strange situation is to just stick to what you know and you'll figure things out. And if there's one thing Lea knows how to do, it's recon. So when volunteers are needed for an apparently dangerous mission to uh... potentially kill a god, he figures he's kind of a shoo-in. More than that, it's probably a good deposit to the bank of karma, and that's something he figures can't hurt, given his history.
He's always liked puzzles, so the fact that this isn't just your run of the mill Engage Target and Destroy sort of mission is a plus. Wanna be teammates? He's pretty friendly, despite looking a bit like a delinquent. In a tight spot because you got separated from your team? He said it himself, "Dark Rescue" is his middle name.
[MONSTER MISCALCULATION or: feed me, seymour!]
If there's one thing Lea knows he's good at, it's setting things on fire, so when it turns out his particular talents are just what the doctor ordered, he can't help but feel just a little bit cool. Here he just got here, and he's already making a good impression! Unfortunately, the plants he's here to take care of aren't quite so impressed with him as he is with himself. Fire and edged weapons are definitely his speciality, though, so when he sees someone getting a little bit too close to the big nasty stinger on one of those leaves, he doesn't hesitate, and lets one of his chakrams fly. It slices neatly through the vine, dropping the leaf harmlessly to the ground, and he lifts a hand to retrieve the chakram as it returns.
"Gotta have eyes in the back of your head around here, huh?" he asks, grinning a little. "You okay?"
[WARK GAMES or: bridge on the river kweh]
Lea has always liked animals, and it seems that animals have usually liked him in return. In fact, he might even say he prefers animals to people, sometimes. Animals are good listeners, and don't judge you for your mistakes, after all.
Granted, he's usually dealt with... smaller animals. He can say without hesitation that he has never in his life attempted to befriend a seven-foot-tall chicken. Well, it can't be that hard, can it? They seem to have invaded the city along with the carnivorous plants, but at least he's fairly confident they're not meat-eaters. So far he hasn't heard of anyone being devoured, in any case.
This one, though, seems rather agitated, fluffing its feathers and chattering excitedly at him, and he's honestly not sure if it's happy to see him, or if it's telling him to back off. Hey, he knows how to read dog and cat body language, but he never learned chicken, okay?
"Nice birdy," he says gently, mostly just hoping to move past the creature and continue on his way without getting pecked to death or something. "Boy, you sure are a... big... fluffy thing, aren't'cha?" The bird seems to take offense to this, and fluffs its feathers more fervently, making itself look even bigger than it already looked. Concerned, Lea halts in his steps and holds both hands up. "Ah, okay, clearly you're taking this street," he says, "so I can... just find another way into town. It's all good. Carry on."
Maybe holding your hands up is a sign of aggression among giant chickens, though, because as soon as he starts backing away, the chocobo makes a loud shrieking noise and charges toward him.
Someone please help the tall skinny redhead being chased down the street by Big Bird.
[FRIENDR or: call me beep me if you wanna reach me]
» Seeking: Friends, partners in crime, anything?
» Preferences: No boring people.
» Interests: Ice cream, high places, frisbees.
» Bio: Just your everyday ex-assassin looking for an interesting time. Enough about me, what's fun around here?
[WILDCARD or: come at me, bros]