Post by Richard Garris on Jun 30, 2015 17:15:14 GMT -6
“Do you know how long this is going to last?”
Richard racked his hands through his wet hair as he stared back at his reflection. The new merchant stretched his neck to examine the heart-shaped imperfection, rubbing his fingers over the new mark. How would he explain this?
“<Why are we still here? Don’t you have a mission to complete?>” the blue puff ball mumbled, ignoring Richard’s question as she flew into the bathroom. She didn’t understand why this human was so stuck on preening himself. Besides it was a mark of their partnership, he should be grateful she approved of him.
“And look at you,” Richard swung his arm out for emphasis, “you’re a complete mess. How am I supposed to introduce you to my family?”
“<Well excuse me for not meeting your human standards.>” she growled before blowing a raspberry Richard’s way.
“You have no manners.”
“<Yeah and what about you? You haven’t even introduced yourself ye-- hey! What are you doing?>”
Just then Richard had firmly grabbed Woobat from the air and brought her close to the mirror. He swiftly brought out a brush and attempted to get it through Woobat’s fur before she squirmed her way free. She flew high into a far corner with the brush still caught in the tangles of her fur.
This adventure was looking hopeless. His family didn’t support him, his starter could stand being near him and now he was half-naked talking to the floor. This was not how this important day was suppose to go. “I just want my family to like you,” Richard slumped his shoulders, looking down at his feet, “They already don’t approve of this adventuring thing.”
Woobat paused, mouth agape. She felt honored that her trainer would want to introduce her to his family so soon. They didn’t even know each other’s names yet. Not that she had one; she was waiting for her trainer to give it to her.
A flap of wings brought Richard to look up, his starter had moved from the far corner to approach him. She was just out of arms reach, but the effort she had put to extend the olive branch was huge in Richard’s eyes.
“I guess we got off on the wrong foot,” if woobat had eyes she would have rolled them, that was an understatement, “So how about a do-over? Start fresh, like we just met now.”
Richard looked at the fluffy blue bat, she had no eyes or any body language he was familiar with. But she hadn’t shrieked in protest, like the last time. Maybe this was her telling him to get on with it?
He straightened up, stood his full 6 feet and 5 inches, and gave her an honest smile. “Hello, … I don’t know what to call you. I could keep calling you Woobat, but how will you know if I’m talking to you or another Woobat?”
Finally. He got it. She needed a name! Woobat did a backflip as she hovered letting a little chirp of approval.
Richard leaned against the sink looking his starter over. What was he going to name her? “How does Nora sound to you?”
Another set of happy chirps were music to Richard’s ears. He smiled up at his starter with a hand on his heart. She liked his first suggestion. “Nice to meet you, Nora, I’m Richard Garris.”
Hopefully from then on out it would be smooth sailing for the two of them.
Richard racked his hands through his wet hair as he stared back at his reflection. The new merchant stretched his neck to examine the heart-shaped imperfection, rubbing his fingers over the new mark. How would he explain this?
“<Why are we still here? Don’t you have a mission to complete?>” the blue puff ball mumbled, ignoring Richard’s question as she flew into the bathroom. She didn’t understand why this human was so stuck on preening himself. Besides it was a mark of their partnership, he should be grateful she approved of him.
“And look at you,” Richard swung his arm out for emphasis, “you’re a complete mess. How am I supposed to introduce you to my family?”
“<Well excuse me for not meeting your human standards.>” she growled before blowing a raspberry Richard’s way.
“You have no manners.”
“<Yeah and what about you? You haven’t even introduced yourself ye-- hey! What are you doing?>”
Just then Richard had firmly grabbed Woobat from the air and brought her close to the mirror. He swiftly brought out a brush and attempted to get it through Woobat’s fur before she squirmed her way free. She flew high into a far corner with the brush still caught in the tangles of her fur.
This adventure was looking hopeless. His family didn’t support him, his starter could stand being near him and now he was half-naked talking to the floor. This was not how this important day was suppose to go. “I just want my family to like you,” Richard slumped his shoulders, looking down at his feet, “They already don’t approve of this adventuring thing.”
Woobat paused, mouth agape. She felt honored that her trainer would want to introduce her to his family so soon. They didn’t even know each other’s names yet. Not that she had one; she was waiting for her trainer to give it to her.
A flap of wings brought Richard to look up, his starter had moved from the far corner to approach him. She was just out of arms reach, but the effort she had put to extend the olive branch was huge in Richard’s eyes.
“I guess we got off on the wrong foot,” if woobat had eyes she would have rolled them, that was an understatement, “So how about a do-over? Start fresh, like we just met now.”
Richard looked at the fluffy blue bat, she had no eyes or any body language he was familiar with. But she hadn’t shrieked in protest, like the last time. Maybe this was her telling him to get on with it?
He straightened up, stood his full 6 feet and 5 inches, and gave her an honest smile. “Hello, … I don’t know what to call you. I could keep calling you Woobat, but how will you know if I’m talking to you or another Woobat?”
Finally. He got it. She needed a name! Woobat did a backflip as she hovered letting a little chirp of approval.
Richard leaned against the sink looking his starter over. What was he going to name her? “How does Nora sound to you?”
Another set of happy chirps were music to Richard’s ears. He smiled up at his starter with a hand on his heart. She liked his first suggestion. “Nice to meet you, Nora, I’m Richard Garris.”
Hopefully from then on out it would be smooth sailing for the two of them.
