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[chirpchirp]

< what is this strange place? what is this? what is that? why is it not brown? or gold? or made of stone? what are these big green things above its head? what is that? where is the temple? wait, where is the buddy? >

♪? ♪♪ ♪~!!

< .....

no answer? try again and louder this time>

♪~~~~!

< hm...alone? okay, then time to find a new buddy! >

♪　♪　♪♪　♪~

[the traveler has appeared on the edge of town along the road. anyone in the surrounding buildings may have heard it chirping and calling out as it runs toward the town square. and anyone it encounters along the way will have a close to three foot tall red cloaked creature running circles around them.

ooc; an example of the tonal chirps can be found here on a youtube let's play]

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[selfhelp]

[Well, they certainly don't chirp, but they do flutter a little, and Billy hums again, treating it like something of a game- so it might seem like they chimed. A bit. Depends on how perceptive the traveler is.]

[chirpchirp]

!!

[It chirps again at the wings and tries to nuzzle them. this traveler is amazing!!! everything he touches comes to liiiiife!]

[selfhelp]

[Oh god, the cute, he can't handle it. Billy ruffles his wings at the touch, humming again. Just what kind of conversation are they having?]

[chirpchirp]

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

the traveler trills happily at the wings and then sidles up to them, sitting down to be closer to them.

;A; friends! be my friend!!!]

[selfhelp]

[He hums again, rolling his shoulders, letting the movement shuffle the wings. He's so- so energized by the wings. It's adorable. He's never seen anything made so happy so easily, just by hearing a simple noise.

It's refreshing, in the middle of a complicated-as-ever life.]

Haven't you got a pair of your own?

[chirpchirp]

[it hears sound from the front and looks up at Billy. there are indeed wings on its back - dark red like its cloak - but it can't see them and it doesn't seem too concerned or even aware they are there]

♩♩ ♩?

[selfhelp]

[Oho, he noticed. Billy's lips quirk into a brief smile, then he shifts the sound into a whistle instead, to see if he's more perceptive to that. So many options! Communicating via sound is so cool- it would be even if he wasn't a music nerd. Which he is, thankfully.]

[chirpchirp]

♩～～～～～!

[it lets out an echoing hum and hops down off the bench, running around so it can look up at Billy. hello strange whistling person, hello!!! ]

♩♬　♩　♬♪　♬！

[selfhelp]

[Billy lifts a hand to wave, doing his best to repeat the sound back to the creature in whistles first before he speaks up.]

I guess you can't really tell me your name... I could give you one?

[chirpchirp]

♪♩~

[a name~ people here sure seem particular about names. it hums and bobs back and forth in front of billy, just content to be talking to someone]

♩♩♪♩

[selfhelp]

Well, I've gotta call you something, because "hey you" just isn't cool. Hmmm~

[Another hum, half for the traveler's sake, and half to give himself a moment's thought, then he smiles faintly.]

You're about as short as a hobbit, even if you barely have any feet... so unless you've got something better, I'll just call you Pippin. He liked to sing, and he was my favourite... um... whatever, it's not that geeky. --Any protests?

[Look, it's totally a great honour to be named after a most fantastic hobbit, okay.]

[chirpchirp]

[....LMAO BEST NAME EVER.

the traveler doesn't understand the awesome of its new name and tilts its head, then runs in a circle, chasing its scarf]

♪♪♪

[selfhelp]

[....w-wow, that's...]

Yep, definitely Pippin. All you need is lots of food and a pipe.

[...ridiculously cute...]

[chirpchirp]

[food? what is food? what is pipe?

it doesn't understand, so it keeps turning circles, eventually changing direction and tone]

♪♪♪

[selfhelp]

[Food is delicious and pipes are how you set green things on fire. You'd love it.

Maybe it's like a cat? Billy mulls it over for a moment, then tugs off his hoodie, tying it around his shoulders and waving the arms a bit. Like this...?]

[chirpchirp]

[wat. why would you set green things on fire.

...what is fire.

the traveler stops pipping and looks up at billy, tilting its head to one side. what is the stranger doing? it looks down at its cloak and then up at billy, then tries to waggle the cloak like he's waving the arms of his hoodie.

...it does not work very well.]

[selfhelp]

[.....

well

at least it got Billy laughing again? This is not usually an easy task.]

Th-that... that's kind of... pfft. You probably shouldn't do that.

[chirpchirp]

[still trying!!!!!!

okay, no more trying. that is hard. it gives up and swirls its cloak instead, takes a step forward and falls flat on its face onto the ground.]

[selfhelp]

[Oh geez. He's not sure if that was just a silly thing it does or it's actually hurt, so Billy hefts himself off the bench and crouches down next to the cloth creature, prodding it cautiously.]

Uh... you okay?

[chirpchirp]

[after being prodded, it climbs back to its feet and turns to billy. now that he's down on its level, it leans forward to nuzzle his cheek.

hello!]

[selfhelp]

[...C-cute... he can't help another laugh, tilting into it. Adorable. Just way too adorable.]

Haha, hi there.

[chirpchirp]

[when they touch, the traveler glows softly and it nuzzles his cheek fondly. when it moves away, the glow remains for a moment and then it pips at Billy.]

♪♪　♪!

[hurrah! thank you! hello!]