[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

[Good afternoon, Luceti. Emil hasn't really been paying attention to his journal today, so he has no idea what he's getting into by going out to the store. He is noticing that it seems a lot more crowded than usual, though...

Huh. Maybe it's just another random New Feather flood? Please, feel free to convince him otherwise.]

Comments

[is-watching-you.livejournal.com]

[There is a hand on your head, Emil. What do?]

[life-from-metal.livejournal.com]

["Crowded" just might be an understatement. This wingless newcomer is just trying to find his way around the village, while making his way through the swarms of people at the same time. Not a fun combo, that.

In fact, he miiiight have just bumped into you, Emil. Sorry, man.]

[theartinyou.livejournal.com]

Kyaaaaa~! It's Emil Castagnier!

[follows-the-xgp.livejournal.com]

Ah, excuse me, young fellow. Yes, you. Yes, do excuse me, but if I may have a moment? Only a moment, it will be short. A short moment. Of your time.

[ittybittyheap.livejournal.com]

[ Guess who is tugging on his clothes? ] Hey, miss!

[kendama-pro.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, here's a familiar face! Running up towards Emil is one familiar half-elf, but without the wings.]

Hey, Emil!

[bornofkharlan.livejournal.com]

[A woman with enormous wings comes floating towards him. She looks somewhat like an angel, carrying a mage's staff with her. ... Good lord, her dress is huge. You can't even see her feet.]

You are... Ratatosk, are you not?