Creation 8

[dodo_master]

[Whatever just happened, Cynric's not sure. He woke back up in the *better* town, and he's glad for that.

The other thing he knows is that people were very, very mad at him, as they often are. Being a social pariah was pretty much all he's ever known, and he's used to that. He supposed it was time for him to move again, but it seems like Mayfield still won't let him go.

There is, however, a very large delivery for Cynric in the morning. A 4-foot tall wooden crate, with a pair of scared eyes peering out through the slots. Cyn peeked in.] AH! Hephestus! You're here! Don't worry dear boy, I'll get you out!

[He runs off to the garage, and finds a hammer to pry open the crate. When he does, out jumps a large gray dodo bird! It's flapping wildly and... somehow looks happy? Cynric is thrilled too to see that Mayfield has brought to him one of his favorite creations and pets! But without his magic ability back, he can't speak with his feathery friend. No matter, he'll get it back soon enough and he'll be able to speak with him once again!


Cynric will be spending the rest of the day in the yard, trying to build a home for Heph. There's a pile of 2-by-4s and nails, and he's certainly building.... something, while the dodo happily pecks about the yard.]

Don't worry Hephestus, you'll like it here! Sometimes some odd things happen, and while I'd much rather be at home with the boys, there are certainly worse places to be!

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey was continuing doing his rounds of the neighborhoods to map the town. He'd been trying to keep himself from getting distracted, but it was proving a difficult. Being a nosy little bastard ran in his very blood.

So it was no wonder that he was intrigued by the sight of Cynric trying to open a crate on his front doorstep.]

Hey. You're the guy who sucked at finding subversives, right? What're you doing?

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

Oh! Yes. Sort of. [He frowns a moment. Apparently he did a good job at it, but all it got him was trouble.] Cnyric! You were... Pokey?

This was just delivered to me! Hephestus is in there, I think, but I can't seem to understand him. Quite strange.

[Some cooing noises come from inside the box, as if the world's largest pigeon was contained inside. Cynric almost had it open at this point.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Pokey Minch. Don't forget it.

[The boy came closer to the box, putting his ear against it. He looked up at the man with a mixture of puzzlement, entertainment, and agitation.]

...It's some kinda giant bird. Of course you can't understand it. Birds don't speak English.

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

I'll try not to!


Oh yes, but I speak Hephestus! And he speaks Cynric. Mostly thanks to magic. Which I don't have now. That must be it! [With that, he pries loose the last nail, and the side of the crate pops off. And out flaps Heph, stretching his stubby wings and cooing loudly. Cynric looks thrilled, and pets his head. The big bird is over half Cynric's size.]

There's a boy! You're safe now!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

See that you don't.

[He just raises an eyebrow, skeptical. He knew there were psychics who could communicate with animals, but the guy didn't seem likely to be a psychic. And magic? Not real.]

Listen, mister, I'm not such a stupid kid that you can-

[He gave out a small squawk of surprise himself as Heph flapped out, accidentally losing his footing and falling to the ground as he just looked up at the bird in surprise. ...An ostrich? No...]

What is it?

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

A dodo bird, of course! Made him myself! They'd gone extinct, you know. Sad thing. So I made Hephestus here! One of a kind.

[Heph coos and squawks at Cynric - he's trying to talk to him, but can't understand why it's not working. Poor dumb dodo. Cynric pats him gently.] Don't worry, Heph, I'll figure something out!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

A dodo bird. You made a dodo bird.

[He slowly picks himself up, staring at the bird with interest now instead of fear.]

You have access to cloning technology?

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[WALKING BY, UNAWARES,

DRESSED IN FULL ARMOUR

this cannot go well]]

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Cynric is trying to build a house for Heph, but it's sort of just... a crooked proto-doghouse or something.

AND THEN A ROBOT WALKS BY. He won't recognize you in all that armor of course, but he watches you go by wide-eyed. He then runs up to the fence.]

Amazing! So amazing! This is most definitely better than that other town, for sure!

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[He turns towards him, and just. Sort of waves.]]

Hi, Cynric. Um. How are you?

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[The voice!] You! From the school! Oh, you've changed a lot! You've got wings!

[steel-massifail.livejournal.com]

[[sort of uncomfortable.]]

Y-yeah. I've got wings, but they don't work. They're mostly for decoration, but they also provide some means of defense.

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

Oh, like Hephestus here then! [Points back to his flightless pet who is doddering about the yard.]

Well maybe you can get someone to make them work! Like Dist. He's very clever, knows a lot about robots.

[noneed-2worry.livejournal.com]

[Kinds of mopes on past, but stops once she catches sight of the huge-ass dodo.]

"...Whoa!"

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[The bird looks up and squawks at Dawn. It seems pretty pleasant. This catches Cynric's attention.]

Ah! He's saying hello! I'm fairly certain anyway.

[noneed-2worry.livejournal.com]

[Smiles and pats him on the head.]

"What's his name?"

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Heph coos and flaps his stubby wings. He does love attention.]

Hephestus! You know, like the god. Roman god. No, Greek! Greek god of craftsman and technology!

[noneed-2worry.livejournal.com]

Wow! That's pretty awesome!

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

Of course he is! I should know, I made him myself.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Zevran exits their house and...finds himself staring at something which, for lack of a better description, he has to classify as a bird. We'll say he already opened his own package earlier - a post I will be making as soon as I get official word on his Maipole punishment, sob - so Cynric may or may not notice that his not!dad's ears are distinctly elvish in nature now.] That...is quite a large bird.

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

Yes, he is! Dodos grew to be about 3 feet tall.

[Cynric looks at Zevran, and cocks his head.] You look different. Don't tell me: haircut?

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

Dodos...? Never heard of them. [He studies Hephestus speculatively.] Big enough to be dangerous. Are they?

[At the mention of his changed appearance, he grins, a hand moving up to lightly trace the pointed outer edge of an ear. It's strange how much he missed being an elf, given that the differences were no more than cosmetic and psychological, but...he did.] Keep trying.

hur hur I finished that too quickly

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Heph sees a new person approach and happily squawks at him, flapping his stubby little wings. Cynric shakes his head.]

Goodness, no! Heph wouldn't hurt a fly. Dodos went extinct, you know, because they're so docile! Humans showed up and killed them all off. Terrible thing. So I made my own! Lovely creature, really.

[Oh, the ears! Cynric grins.] You've never had those before! Did you? Very nice!

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Zevran grins and extends a hand to the dodo. It seems friendly enough, and he's willing enough to take Cynric's word on its disposition.] Really? I suppose I should feel some kinship, then, though elves are not extinct quite yet.

[He laughs.] And I have always had these...but yes, Mayfield only returned them to me today.

[dodo-master.livejournal.com]

[Heph loves people, so he won't shy way from you. Zevran can pet him if he wants.]

So you're an elf then?! Really! That's fantastic! I don't think you ever mentioned that before.