*44; video/action
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rules_the_north[There is a little kid on a box. That is placed on another box. That is placed on a chair.
It doesn't really look terribly safe. Anyway, he's on top of that pile and tries to reach up as high as he can, obviously trying to get to a cookie package that is placed on a shelf that is just way too high up for him.
it might be there for a reason. Or not. Anyway, as the feed continues, the pile starts to move and sway dangerously as the child on top of it continues his efforts, and finally crumbles. And down goes little Sve, crashing hard into the floor, together with the boxes and half of everything that was on the shelves in front of him.]
Whahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-
[When the cluttering and crashing is over, one can hear stiffled sobbing a bit off screen - he's not crying, totally not, he just hit his nose! - and then a tiny hand reaches for the device and a little kid with already forming bruises and some minor cuts comes on.
Unaware that the thing has been recording all the time - never switching it off does that to you - he prods the screen, wondering how to make it show something.
While he's concentrating on it, the chair, the only thing still standing around him, finally decides to follow everything else and, comically slow, tips over to come down on the little nation.]
[[ooc: Since I have no clue where Svear is staying right now and he has at least been to the Western-Nordic-or-whatever household for sure, I'll say this happens in the kitchen of Marshall 301/302. ]]
It doesn't really look terribly safe. Anyway, he's on top of that pile and tries to reach up as high as he can, obviously trying to get to a cookie package that is placed on a shelf that is just way too high up for him.
it might be there for a reason. Or not. Anyway, as the feed continues, the pile starts to move and sway dangerously as the child on top of it continues his efforts, and finally crumbles. And down goes little Sve, crashing hard into the floor, together with the boxes and half of everything that was on the shelves in front of him.]
Whahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-
[When the cluttering and crashing is over, one can hear stiffled sobbing a bit off screen - he's not crying, totally not, he just hit his nose! - and then a tiny hand reaches for the device and a little kid with already forming bruises and some minor cuts comes on.
Unaware that the thing has been recording all the time - never switching it off does that to you - he prods the screen, wondering how to make it show something.
While he's concentrating on it, the chair, the only thing still standing around him, finally decides to follow everything else and, comically slow, tips over to come down on the little nation.]
[[ooc: Since I have no clue where Svear is staying right now and he has at least been to the Western-Nordic-or-whatever household for sure, I'll say this happens in the kitchen of Marshall 301/302. ]]
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Date: 2011-02-02 08:36 pm (UTC)[Brushes his fingers over the wing.]
'sh pretty.
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Date: 2011-02-03 11:13 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-04 06:53 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-04 07:01 pm (UTC)That's how they work, eh. Healing flames, not burning. I'll leave the burning to Ace I guess.
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Date: 2011-02-04 07:21 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-05 04:31 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-05 11:01 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-06 02:11 am (UTC)And I can carry my friends if they're careful.
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Date: 2011-02-06 09:40 pm (UTC)[He's always wanted to fly, like most sentient creatures that are bound to the ground. it sounds great.]
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Date: 2011-02-06 11:03 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-06 11:11 pm (UTC)[And he nods.] 'm will.
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Date: 2011-02-06 11:53 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-07 07:58 am (UTC)...Now?
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Date: 2011-02-07 09:03 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-07 07:12 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-08 12:27 am (UTC)[Picks him up to take him outside before switching into phoenix. If they're going to go flying, he needs all the space he can get.]
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Date: 2011-02-08 08:36 am (UTC)[Keeps still so he won't be dropped by accident.]
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Date: 2011-02-08 09:48 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-08 10:23 am (UTC)He hasn't looked down yet.]
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Date: 2011-02-08 10:33 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-10 05:05 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-10 09:55 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-11 03:58 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-02-11 04:16 pm (UTC)Croo. [Shakes head no. More like "occasionally." And only with people he really likes and relatively trusts. Flying in general though, that he does often. So he gestures out at the sky as best he can with a wing and nods.]
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Date: 2011-02-11 04:24 pm (UTC)[He really likes it, but his arms are getting weak.]
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