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afterthought2018-04-14 09:20 pm
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My arms turn wings; Oh, those clumsy things; Send me up to that wonderful world }} riku&hope
Every story has a drop of truth. Right...?
And that also includes things like legends and myths. Riku's always been rather curious about tales like those, passed down from generation to generation and put into books and other forms of media. Stories about mystical creatures with strange forms and heroes performing impossible feats. He always thought one day he'd be able to find something that magical or wonderful like those stories, even if it was something as silly as finding a mermaid in a pond.
Getting older meant having reality check and Riku realized he wouldn't be able to explore all that much. But it doesn't stop him from going out to check the beach in his coastal town, or day-long hikes in the nearby woods. Today in particular, he's out on a long hike, having left home the day before. There's the nearby forest that he wants to check out, as well as some caves on the mountainside. It meant a longer hike and more time spent away from home by himself, but sometimes it's nice to disconnect from everything else.
He's deep in the woods and getting closer to the mountains with every step. It isn't until he spies a small gathering of trees, wide and thick and strong with age, that he stops to take a look and a picture with his camera. It isn't every day that you see trees that have grown so close together like that.
Little does he know that his shutter and camera flash might attract the attention of others...
And that also includes things like legends and myths. Riku's always been rather curious about tales like those, passed down from generation to generation and put into books and other forms of media. Stories about mystical creatures with strange forms and heroes performing impossible feats. He always thought one day he'd be able to find something that magical or wonderful like those stories, even if it was something as silly as finding a mermaid in a pond.
Getting older meant having reality check and Riku realized he wouldn't be able to explore all that much. But it doesn't stop him from going out to check the beach in his coastal town, or day-long hikes in the nearby woods. Today in particular, he's out on a long hike, having left home the day before. There's the nearby forest that he wants to check out, as well as some caves on the mountainside. It meant a longer hike and more time spent away from home by himself, but sometimes it's nice to disconnect from everything else.
He's deep in the woods and getting closer to the mountains with every step. It isn't until he spies a small gathering of trees, wide and thick and strong with age, that he stops to take a look and a picture with his camera. It isn't every day that you see trees that have grown so close together like that.
Little does he know that his shutter and camera flash might attract the attention of others...
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And has encountered enough humans and weapons apparently. His gaze flickers from Hope to his own knife and then back to the bird man. He knew he should have sharpened it before he left, but it's not often that Riku has to pull it out, even in these woods.
Glaring at the Tengu, he lowers his arms but doesn't put the knife away. Useless or not, it makes him feel better to have it in his hands than nothing at all.
A scoff. "What was your first clue? Do you think everyone that comes here wants to hunt whatever you are?"
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As if the animals they raise for themselves aren't enough as food, as if the stone they use aren't enough for homes.
Hope has lost friends, animals and sprites, to the humans taking what they should have not.
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But actually, that explanation helps the human relax a little if anything, stance turning into something more casual. Well even if that's the intention of a few, that's not why he's here.
He sticks his free hand into a pocket and actually strides over to pick up the forgotten camera in between them. If this bird-beast wanted to strike him down still, then so be it. But he's also had plenty of chances to do so already.
Flipping it over in his free hand, there's some dirt on the casing and maybe a few light scuffs on the plastic. From just a cursory glance, it doesn't look like the lenses themselves suffered any damage. Good. He can't exactly afford a new camera right now.
"Not everyone who comes here wants to destroy this place, or the animals living here."
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"Can you guarantee that you wont?" No accusation in his tone despite the continuing disapproval in his gaze. He may still not appreciate humans in his forest... but he still is willing to give them a chance if they're not here to harm anyone else.
That is why he's asking.
"Can you tell me, right now, that you wont hurt a soul while you're here?"
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He's deathly serious, making the human wonder just what kind of encounters he's had before. Surely not every human who has come to this forest has destroyed it in some fashion.
Taking his free hand and placing it over his heart, his tone is light, on the edge of being sarcastic. "Won't even step on an ant..."
He drops both arms thereafter and shrugs, voice now more serious. "I only came in to take photos, not destroy things. I won't hurt anything or anyone while I'm here. Promise."
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"Then you're welcome to stay as long as you want." Hope sighs, as he digs his talons into the earth beneath him.
"And in return, we'll make sure you leave the forest safely."