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]

[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.