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[wing_attack]

[Today is a good day. Not because of the weather, but because when Tobias wakes up, he's back in his old body. Not the human one, but the one that's become incredibly comfortable for him over the past few years.]

[You might catch him flying high above people, but he's more content to perch in a tree and watch as people go past. The local birds seem uncomfortable with him, but that's okay. He can't exactly use a Pokeball while like this anyway.]

[Eventually though he calms down and morphs to human (and puts on clothes) long enough to make a post.]

[Video]

[Tobias' cheeks are flushed with excitement, and he's grinning from ear to ear.]

They're back! I mean I'm back. I mean I can do it again. Is anyone else getting... uh... 'abilities' back? I'm kind of curious...

[Regal butts his head into the shot and Tobias jerks his head away to avoid getting a feathery mouthful.]

Sorry, Regal. I can't exactly ride you like that...

Comments

[wing_attack]

<It's like... imagine if there was a place like where you're from, but something was different. Like instead of a war happening, there was peace. Or the other way around.>

[War isn't the best topic to bring up, but it's the main one he can think of quickly when trying to come up with alternate histories.]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[LITTLE DOES HE KNOW HOW APPLICABLE THIS ACTUALLY IS TO HIS SITUATION but he hasn't yet learned about the world on the other side of the Gate.]

[So he's sort of looking at Tobias like there are lobsters crawling out of his feathery hidden ears.]</sub>

[wing_attack]

<Things might go differently in different places if things didn't happen just like they did.>

[He doesn't know how to explain it more...]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[He's quiet for quite some time, so long that Tobias might end up thinking he's giving him the silent treatment.]

[But then, at last--]</sub>

... Is where you're from better?

_{[... Wrath honey he has no idea where you're from HOW CAN HE KNOW WHETHER OR NOT IT'S BETTER.]}

[wing_attack]

<... I don't know where you're from. So maybe not. I'm involved in fighting a war right now though so... it's hard to say.>

[Why the complicated questions...]

[garbagechild]

Oh.

Well.

We're at war too.

_{[Sort of. It's a small, semi-secret war, but still a war. There's still fighting. It counts.]}

[wing_attack]

<Yeah?>

[Even though they were young when they started fighting, this kid looks even younger.]

<... Sorry. No one should have to fight. Sometimes you have to, though.>

[garbagechild]

Oh, it's okay.

I like the fighting part.

I'm good at it.

[wing_attack]

<Oh...>

[Well then.]

<I wish I didn't have to fight.>

[But then he'd be stuck with his aunt and uncle, and... yeah.]

[garbagechild]

_{[Wrath tilts his head a little, blinking owlishly.]}

Why?

Fighting is fun.

[wing_attack]

<Yeah, but the people I care about get put in danger all the time.>

[garbagechild]

OH.

Well, the only people I care about are too strong to be scared of danger.

_{[LITTLE DOES HE KNOW THAT IN LIKE A FEW DAYS, HIS ADOPTIVE MOM IS GONNA DIE AND EVERYTHING IS GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL]}

[wing_attack]

<That's good. We're just fighting things that are really strong and... it's just not safe. It's kind of hard to explain.>