OPEN LOG: Drunken-induced loss

[wilder]

Who: Zelos and YOU
What: Stupidity caused loss
When: Any point this past week
Where: Library
Rating: PG-13

[Being three-inches tall sucks.]

[It had only taken a day for Zelos to reach that conclusion. He had given up even trying to walk everywhere, as you constantly had to fear being stepped on and every stair was like climbing a cliff. So he resorted to his wings, fluttering around and using the excuse that the castle turned him into a fairy if anyone asked]

[So he had been spending his time doing what he could to avoid people and the journal. Considering the circumstances that had brought on this loss, he figured it was best to lay low for awhile. Buuuut boredom gave way to concern, and the wondering that a loss that was brought on by stupidity (that he is still fuzzy about in memory) is different from a regular loss]

[Which if that's the case? Screw waiting it out because he might be stuck like this forever unless he does something. ]

[Oh and you know, gotta fix those other guys too. Yeah.]

[And thus, if you come into the library you might find what seems to be a small golden glowing light at a distance either hauling books from the shelves that were designated for resident-written things about paradisa or at a table reading the books, trying to page through them to see if there's ANY record of a loss under the same circumstances- though it's incredibly slow because he is smaller than the book. ]

Comments

[wilder]

I'm bored.

[is_mafia]

Fair enough. Though it's rather easy to get bored here when nothing is happening. [The days seem to drag on sometimes.]

[wilder]

Sure is. [ITS HOW HE GOT INTO THIS MESS] And even easier when you're too small to do most things people do here.

[is_mafia]

But just think of all the mischief you could get up to while you are three inches tall and can fly. [...Not that Giotto could think of many things, but a few come to mind, and this man definitely looks the type.]

...Though if you do need any books, I would be happy to get them for you.

[wilder]

You know, I suggested that to a girl and it ended up with my stuff getting painted on.

Uh, thanks. But who are you anyway?

[is_mafia]

[An amused look, because that sounds vaguely familiar.] ...Nora?

And I'm Giotto. [No last name, but people don't generally find out his last name.] Who are you?

[wilder]

Yep, that's the one!

Giotto, huh? I am the great and usually much taller Zelos Wilder! But you can call me Zelos!

[is_mafia]

She seems like the type, and I know she's an artist. [Also, he ran into her while she was flying around.]

The great Zelos Wilder? [A laugh.] And what makes you great?

[wilder]

A pretty talented one too, yep.

Ohhh a good number of things! But I don't like to brag. ♥

[is_mafia]

[A snort at the comment about bragging.] Apparently not.

So how long have you been tiny?

[wilder]

Several days now, it's getting really aggravating.

[is_mafia]

How long do losses typically last? I've never actually had one before. [No, he's just been kidnapped multiple times via castle, and been stuck with his descendant on his birthday.]

[wilder]

I heaaar the average's a week, but it can easily last a month too.

[is_mafia]

Wonderful. [Sarcasm is a beautiful thing.] I almost cannot tell if it's because the castle gets bored of us and wants us to do something to amuse it, or it's just for food.

Or some unholy combination of both.

[wilder]

Maybe it was never taught not to play with it's food. Can't imagine castle's get great upbringings.

[is_mafia]

I don't think manners matter much when you're a castle and your food can't escape very far. [It's like a giant cat with a mouse. It will certainly eat the mouse eventually, but it likes to scare it first.]

Which also raises the question of if the castle does get bored and has to do something to amuse itself, or if it gets tired of us saying we are bored?

[wilder]

Yeah, guess not. [Disturbing imagery there!]

Enough people seem to treat it like a jynx so...probably!

[is_mafia]

[An amused smile.] Then I wouldn't say you are bored too loud, or it might do something worse to you than that.

[wilder]

Oh please, like a jynx is gonna stop me from whining.

[is_mafia]

[A snort.] I'm not sure if complaining that you are three inches tall qualifies as whining.

[wilder]

Oh no, that isn't my whine! I'm taking things prettty well this time!

[is_mafia]

[...Well, then.] ...I'd hate to see you actually whining.

[wilder]

Ahaha, I get that.

[He meanwhile decides to fly higher to get a better look at Giotto's face]

Have we met somewhere before? You seem familiar.

[is_mafia]

[Well, it seems that by accident he'd met someone else who knows his grandson.]

...You probably know my great grandson. Tsuna.

[wilder]

Great grandson-

[ - !! ]

Oh! You're the dude that Ino mentioned!