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[lavabend]

Who: Bolin and YOU?!!??!
Where: All over the place.
When: Throughout the sickness event.
Rating Most likely will stay PG.
What: A large former-rock boy gets his bearings then becomes miserably sick. Special appearance by a small ferret.


THE WHERE-AM-I, WHAT-IS-THIS PROMPT (BEFORE SICKNESS):

[ He barely had a chance to speak to Astoria before the mysterious woman seemed to whisk herself away, off to handle some other matter of grave importance. Now, Bolin's definitely not opposed to helping some people out, but this might be the worst time to pull him. As far as he knows, his hometown is going to be destroyed by the work of a scary, domineering and possibly-insane tyrant if he doesn't get a message across in time. There is no time, and he would love to help these people out later, but he has to go home immediately!

Pabu being with him for some reason is really great and quells some of his anxiety but it's not nearly enough to put him at ease. So, he's chasing the misty servants around, trying to get one of them to speak to him. ] Wait! Just listen to me! I cannot be here! [ They seem to do a great job at evading him, phasing right through him when he tries to touch them. He spots one phase right into a door, and Bolin slams open that door. ] PLEASE!

[ It's the door to the bath? Sorry if anyone was taking a soak in there. The where-am-I prompt is now also the suddenly-naked prompt. Just pulling out all the classics. ]

THE SICK BOI PROMPT (WEEK ONE):

[ Despite how little mind Bolin seems to actively pay to his own health, he's actually the sort who doesn't get sick easily. Toughing it out on the streets as a child must have built one very strong immune system, able to take on anything. So, it's rare for him to get the flu. It's an especially bad flu too. He's sniffing constantly, and his mind is all a-fog. Even Pabu seems concerned about him, but there's nothing the little guy can really do but poke his nose in Bolin's face. ] Okay, Pabu, I know we never trained for this, but I know you're smart. [ Loud sniff. ]

Do you know what tissues are? Do you think you can find me s-s-s'ACHOO!!

[ And at once, a huge gust of wind passes by, triggered by his sneeze. Bolin's an Airbender now, apparently, and he knows nothing at all about how to be one. Two things can happen now:

1. His gust of wind is strong enough to knock your character off their feet, along with many other miscellaneous items, probably. Sorry about that. Or ...

2. His gust of wind blows his beloved fire ferret way, way up into the sky, where he lands on a ledge, barely hanging onto ... life. Sorry, Pabu. ]

STILL THE SICK BOI PROMPT (WEEK THREE):

[ And now he's slowly going blind? Hey, what the f#$% (censored because he's a nick toon). A few days into the week and Bolin's vision seems to have blurred to the point where he can make out the vague shape of things in his surroundings, but he's lost on the details. This means it's very hard for him to tell people apart until they start to speak. When he comes across a person somewhat shorter than him, who has more of a feminine build (they may or may not actually be a girl), he's quick to rush up to them and hold their face affectionately. ]

... Opal? [ No ...... ]

WILDCARD

[ OOC: yeah honestly i'm up for anything ... if anybody wants me to write a starter, give me an emoji and i'll try to ... write a prompt based on it. ]

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[lavabend]

I'll be letting myself out now. Please enjoy your bath.

[ And he gently closes the door, hoping all the awkwardness will disappear as well. ]

[lumberlady]

[HORSING AROUND... ?!

Konoha can't even tell if its a serious response or not, staring in scandalized horror at the man with her hands clasped protectively over her breasts, rear backed into a corner so that he couldn't see her haunches.

As if she could enjoy a bath that way????

She probably should tell him off, but then the door is closed and she's still half naked, so she quickly finds the cloth she uses for modesty and loops it under her back legs and over her rump, tying it off before she edges to the door... and opens it a crack, looking for the intruder outside.]

[lavabend]

[ He did tell that horse-lady to enjoy her bath. He was sort of expecting her to go do that, so he doesn't expect Konoha to end her bath abruptly. When she slides the door slightly open, she'll find that he's still there, looking around as he ponders over where that mist-person had went. His gaze eventually falls onto the door to the bath-house, and he realises that she's looking at him. ]

Oh. Hey there ... [ Nope. It's still awkward. ] Finished with it already?

[lumberlady]

[He's... still there.

Konoha still doesn't open the door any wider, though she does frown dramatically, working up for a potential lecture depending on his answer to her questions, and she does... blush.]

What do you think you're doing? Are you hanging around here trying to peek at women just taking baths?

[She was already finished herself, wet hair piled on top of her head. Has to prevent herself from actually answering that way, too, opting instead to be the tough interrogator!

Someone has to protect the other women inside.]

[lavabend]

No! Oh, spirits, no! I would never! [ Opal would probably kill him if she ever heard this accusation. Or give him one of those disappointed looks that sting worst than pynthonaconda bites. ]

Please, I didn't know you were in there! I was just following the ghost-people! [ Which probably sounds like an outrageous excuse, oops. ]

[lumberlady]

[Well he looks genuinely shocked by the idea... but wait-]

One of the ghost people went inside the baths?!

[She's seen them around and they were confusing as anything else about this place, but she hadn't thought they were perverts!!!!]

[lavabend]

Yes! Phased right in! But then I opened the door, and he was gone!

[ itisamystery.gif ]

Though, I guess that's just what ghosts kind of do ...

[lumberlady]

[Immediately, Konoha... suddenly closes the door. There's a few sounds that are probably hooves on stone flooring, before she comes back out a few seconds later, squinting.]

Well, I don't see it, so either you're telling the truth and the ghost is gone, or...

[He's the pervert.]

[lavabend]

Or ...? [ Bolin squints at her, trying to follow her meaning, before he gradually catches on. ]

No, no, I'm telling the truth! Scout's honour! I would never do something so awful as to peek into the women's bath, and I also have a girlfriend!

[ Said like that's supposed to change anything? He also then deflates, that mention of his 'girlfriend' reminding him of one other difficult truth. ]

-- Ish. [ He and Opal are on rocky straits. ]

[lumberlady]

[Well...

Konoha seems to examine literally every possible detail she could know from their very, very brief interaction with each other as well as his demanor before... she actually opens the door and lets herself out.

Which takes a bit longer because she's not on two legs she's got four bay ones and a rather large rear covered by a cloth folded and tied much like a skirt for modesty.]

... okay, I believe you, I guess.

[lavabend]

Thank you. [ His dignity was such at stake. The last thing he wants is for someone to think he's capable of being so deplorable. As Konoha walks out, he has to take a step back, and he appears to gawk for a second at how ... large and different she is. ]

Uh. It's -- It's nice to meet you. I'm Bolin. [ Does he, or does he not ask about the horse body? It's really rude to stare, but he's finding it hard not to. ]

[lumberlady]

[Despite their strange beginning, Konoha has decided maybe he wasn't a pervert so- she politely dips into a small bow before pulling back up to her full height. Which. Happens to be a good few heads taller than most, seeing that her human-like half doesn't begin until she's already at chest height for most people, around the top of her equine withers and human waist swathed in hide and tied about her middle.]

I'm Konoha.

[And it's... hard not to notice the staring, when in her world... she was totally normal.]

Does your world not have jinba... ? Or- "centaurs"?

[lavabend]

Nope. At least, none that I've seen. [ But now that he thinks about it, it's possible. Spirits are a thing, after all. ]

Are all the people in your world just like you?

[lumberlady]

No, of course not.

["Of course not", she says, when she knows it's not really a matter of course for anyone but her, but...]

There's humans, too. More than jinba.

[lavabend]

Oh! Wow. Do all of you live together? That's gotta make for an interesting town.

[ Hopefully ... things are that simple. Knowing Bolin, he doesn't really think too deeply about things before he says them. ]

[lumberlady]

[Bolin is lucky he's not asking that question to a centaur twenty years older than Konoha is... but thankfully for him, she just nods.]

That's right. My parents are human, and there's plenty of jinba and humans who live together in all sorts of ways!

[/also not a deep thinker]

[lavabend]

Hold on. If your parents are human, then how come you ... [ Are?? Half-horse?? He stops, frowning and rubbing his chin. Maybe it's just like bending in terms of genes. ]

Did it skip a generation?

[lumberlady]

No, no, geez-

[Gods why do so many people ask this question?????????? Were people interbreeding in like every world but hers?]

Adopted parents!

1/3

[lavabend]

[ It's an ... easy assumption. Thankfully his nickelodeon brain didn't arrive at wild horse smex yet. ]

Ohh. Okay, because otherwise --

[lavabend]

[ Then his face kind of falls as his nickelodeon brain arrives at wild horse smex. He's so pale ... ]

[lavabend]

[ LOUD, NERVOUS CLEARING OF THE THROAT. ]

Ahem. Anyway! It's really nice to meet you, Konoha.

[lumberlady]

[By the eight thousand myriad of gods, Bolin!!!!! Konoha can see exactly what thoughts are flitting about his face, and she puffs up in scandalized reaction, lips pursing as if she'd just popped a lemon in her mouth.]

NICE TO MEET YOU, BOLIN. I'LL BE GOING NOW, THANK YOU.

[lavabend]

Wait, please don't go! [ Then how will he explain himself and try to salvage the situation! Eventually, Bolin gives up on trying to keep her attention. ]

Actually, nevermind, you can go. There's just about nothing I can say that can make this less weird. [ He Blew It ... ]

[lumberlady]

I have to go dry my hair, sorry!

[Which... okay, that was true, at least!? But she's just had a pervert scare and now more people are making weird human and horse sex comparisons and so suddenly... drying her hair seems way more pressing.

Bye, Bolin!!!]

[lavabend]

[ Bye ...................... ]

Of course. See you around... [ The awkward end of the thread. ]