Shattered Flights

I just was a bit startled, didn’t mean to hit so hard. [Blinks in surprise before shuffling his feet] Well, sure, just be careful? [He extends a wing out before side eyeing the other’s hand expectantly] [He doesn’t mind so much, as long as he’s not trying to feel u the joints anyway. Most people just liked the feathers] 

[He just looks a little shell shocked for a moment because, well he didn’t mean to hit quite so hard] I, didn’t want to get hit by a bat- [He sounds a little perplexed as he says it, and his face turns rather red at being described as ‘cute’ of all things. Surely he was just joking.] No I didn’t want to, ah- [There’s the guilt and he hugs a wing with one arm while rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand] Is it hurt badly? [Takes a little step forward to peer at his arm]

//hello helloooo I have been on Roddi (gebrochener-adler) lately since I’ve been v busy but I have some time for the birb now, whom I have missed greatly ;-; If anyone wants to rp lemme know! Time to shake the dust off here//

Taking the tea, he inclined his head while observing her. It was difficult to get a bead on what kind of person she was from the first impression. Most people had more, questions about the wings. Then it hit him. “You’ve seen people who, aren’t alive with wings?” He asked before shaking his head abruptly. “Maybe I should say who I am first right? Gilbert, Gilbert Schwarz. Thank you for the tea.” Even if things were odd, it wasn’t any excuse to be rude.

Blinking, Gilbert looked up and around at his surroundings a moment. Well, he supposed it wasn’t the oddest place he had ever found himself in. After a moment of contemplation, he pulled his wings in close to his back before getting a better look at the person whose, home he supposed he had just stumbled upon. “Tea is, quite alright. Er, I apologise for being unannounced? I tend to get lost-” He said, awkwardly smoothing out his waistcoat.

// I wasn’t dead but then I got super swamped and then sick Flu season sucks eh? anyway I’ve missed the birb here so like for a starter? Hi everyone//

//I’m moving 2 states over so things are just a little crazy rn//

A part of him was immediately worried that his clawed toes were going to graze the young lady and so he pulled his knees up. Well, that was a strain on his core but he supposed it was a bit like a workout. He snorted a bit to himself. “Hey it’s alright. Better than falling to the ground right?” He offered her a grin over his shoulder before stretching his wings out. “About to let myself drop here so make sure you step back eh?” After a moment, he then let go and dropped down with a small thud. He stood, straightening out his waistcoat before turning to look at her properly.  “Well, can’t say it’s too rude an awakening if it’s with someone trying to help instead of telling me to get out of their tree or something.” 

Out of the things he had been expecting, the gentle touch to his wings was not one of them. For a moment he almost felt like his heart skipped a beat. The strange rapid pitter patter only increased when he took note of the little motion. Moving closer seemed like it might cause him to have some sort of heart attack at this rate and so he hesitated while his face turned bright pink. Blushing seemed to be something he was doing a lot of. If he took it slowly, maybe he could calm himself down. Shifting incrementally closer, he certainly looked nervous. No, he was not quite bold enough to simply lay on the other’s chest. A part of him was still confused about what was acceptable here. He did lay on his side though, on wing laying along his own body while the other sprawled out behind him and off the bed. His head was, very close to Jacques’ arm, and he was trying very hard to not stare. That was nearly impossible at this distance however and so he ended up having to maintain eye contact so he wasn’t looking up and down the other’s body. “Regret? Well it’s, it’s kind of hard to regret something you don’t remember right?” He half joked,the laugh that followed being a little unsure.

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@theathxns There was an odd clacking noise that sounded out as Gilbert peered around the pillars. Although he had swapped out stuffing his clawed toes into over sized boots for the more comfortable option of getting a trench coat that dragged a little on the floor so his feet would be hidden, he found it created a new issue of trying to walk so his claws would not make too much noise. So far he had not been very successful. All he could hope was people simply assumed him an odd fellow who wore heels. Listening closely would of course disprove such a thing as there were multiple taps layered in each step. So far no one had asked him too many questions. His wings were still as cramped as ever, but so far it had been worth it to wander around the old temples.  What he didn’t seem to realise though, was that a few feathers were shedding from the imprisoned appendages and were currently leaving a curious trail behind him. Subtlety was not his strong suit. At the moment, he seemed far too distracted staring upwards to notice.

//kicks door in// //I live// //Anyway, like this post for a starter or bird in the inbox! I need to drop him back on people//

“Guess we can’t ever know the reasons for sure though.” Gilbert said as he clacked up the stairs behind the other. “Still, guess it’s pretty lucky you’re reasonable compared to a lot of people who just freak out. You almost get used to that though funnily enough.” He added, sounding almost thoughtful. “One guy shot me through a wing out of reflex when he stumbled on me. That wasn’t the best time I’ve had on one of these trips.”