duck, duck, wonderduck

[idealistic]

Who: Anyone and everyone in the Wonderduck!
Broadcast: YES? NO?? MAYBE???
Action: SHORE
When: All of March!

[ gosh guys it sure is looking tense aboard the Wonderduck. WONDER WHY??? ]

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[wilder]

[BECAUSE FUCK EVERYTHING, THAT'S WHY.]

[But no seriously, Kaneis has been a rather antisocial crewmate this month- possibly even more so than usual. Mor puts him in a bad mood, Cole puts him in a bad mood, Milla leaving puts him in a bad mood, he puts himself in a bad mood- all in all, he's just not in the mood to chit-chat with people]

[So what does he do? Take full advantage of having his own personal quarters and staying in them unless he has a direct reason to leave. He doesn't even come out for mealtime. Who the hell knows was the last time anyone's saw him leave.]

[Seriously, are you sure he didn't die in there...?]

[idealistic]

[ Lloyd is naturally a worrywart, especially when it comes to his friends. despite the knowledge he has about Kaneis not needing to eat, he's still a little worried over the fact that he hasn't seen him come out of his quarters. not that he could blame him: if Lloyd were less social than he was now, he would definitely be doing the same thing as Kaneis.

seriously, fuck Mor.

even though he's left him alone for the most part, there's still that concern, which is why he volunteers to take today's dinner to Kaneis. once he reaches his hatch, he moves to balance the plate on one hand before knocking on the metal. ]

Hey, Kaneis-- I've got dinner.

[wilder]

[Damn. If it was anyone else but Lloyd, he'd probably either choose not to answer or say he wasn't hungry. But....]

[Nngh. After a pause of debate, he'll call out.]

It's not jello or proteins, is it?

[idealistic]

[ oh! he got a bite. that's more than what the other ducks had gotten. he steps away from the hatch a little before calling back out: ]

Nah. It's some of the steak I got from Abeo. Veggies, too.

[wilder]

[There is a long bit of pause as he debates. It's not his favorite, but is food he does like well enough. And it has been awhile since he's eaten (like, days...)]

[Uuuuuuuuugh]

[After a bit of debate, there's finally a clicking sound that sounds like someone's unlocking the hatch]

Hatch's open.

[YOU WIN THIS ROUND IRVING. But at the bottom of the ladder, the seems to be...golden glowing feathers scattered on the ground? Huh.]

[idealistic]

[ SCORE. with a smile that hasn't really appeared since his arrival on Mor, he opens the hatch and moves to climb down the latter when...

...ah. those sure are glowing gold feathers down there. the source of what they are doesn't click immediately, so Lloyd simply moves to try and climb down the ladder as good as he can while balancing a plate. ]

I never thought you were the messy type. What's with all the feathers?

[wilder]

[Said quite, quite dryly]

I got attacked by a giant glowing yellow bird.

[Then there's the sound of wings ruffling as yes, Kaneis is sitting on his bed- with his wings folded behind his back]

Or maybe it's molting season.

[idealistic]

..."Molting seas"--?

[ yeah, give him a moment to double-take because those are wings that are coming out of Kaneis's back. wings that he's been yearning to see properly since he first saw Zelos use his mystic arte.

holy shit. holy shit. ]

...

[wilder]

[Yep. Definitely wings coming out of his back. Bright golden wings]

...What?

[A beat; just feeling a LITTLE awkward here Lloyd at the staring]

Tell me you didn't forget that I'm an angel, because I know I told you that much.

[idealistic]

[ --oh. crap, was he staring? he shakes himself out of it, finishing his descent until he hits the ground, a couple of feathers floating away from his feet some. ]

'Course I didn't forget. It's just the first time I've really ever seen your wings.

[ you know, since they're usually surrounded by a shitton of mana. he steps forward, offering the plate of food to Kaneis with a smile. ]

They look really cool.

[wilder]

Ah. Right. Well, here they are.

[He unfurls one of the wings so Lloyd can get a better view as he takes the plate. It's a bit odd, for someone who is usually so sure of himself in terms of appearance, his moments and gestures are...anything but that. If anything, it seems more like he's uncomfortable in his skin with these things out.]

[Just like he's...really not sure how to accept a compliment about them]

...Uh, thanks.

[idealistic]

No problem. They really suit you!

[ he doesn't move to leave, but Lloyd does climb up the ladder to close the hatch properly before settling on the last step of the ladder. if Kaneis didn't bring his wings out for this long, then maybe he didn't want the others to know about them.

who knows. all he knows is that he seems uncomfortable about something, so he changes the subject a little. ]

I didn't know the wings molted this much though? [ if Lloyd's wings are like twice the size of Kaneis's… just how much will his wings molt?! ]

[wilder]

[Yes, he's very glad for that closing hatch. Even if most people on the ship knew that he had wings...he still wasn't comfortable with sharing them.]

[But the subject change at least, is a suitable distraction]

You..didn't? I thought you've had yours for awhile. [Surely he would've preened them at some point right.....]

[idealistic]

I only brought 'em out for the first couple of months. When I showed them to you, it was the first time I took them out in a while.

[ which means his wings are probably a mess of loose feathers right now. ]

[wilder]

Uh-

[Oh dear goddess]

Lloyd- you know you're supposed regularly preen them, right? To keep the feathers nice?

[idealistic]

...Uh.

[ no he didn't. ]

[wilder]

[....]

Do you know how to preen?

[idealistic]

Eh heh heh heh heh...

[ that's another "no" ]

[wilder]

[His wings ruffle up and his pinches the bridge of his nose, in a display that is clearly exasperation]

Oh, great.

[idealistic]

Oh, come on! Colette never told me that was supposed to be something I had to do!

[ he's never even SEEN her preen her wings, for crying out loud! ]

[wilder]

Thaaaat might be because she had a lot of faith that you'd figure out it was something you need to do on your own. You know, like most of us do.

[idealistic]

I...

[ well, he got him there. ] I just thought all those feathers coming out were normal...

[wilder]

Not...quite.

I mean they shed a lot, but- preening helps cut down on that.