#grian's mailbox

[sincerely-some-guy]

[ get tackled, strange man in the woods. except grian weighs just about nothing so though it doesn’t budge him, the man is enveloped by the colorful array of feathers as they wrap around him. ]

[ commence lots of excited chirping and trilling. ]

[ he laughs - a delighted sound, as he finds himself suddenly tackled by a bird of the grian variety. ]

oh, hello!

[ he steadies himself even though he didn't really feel the impact, the weight, that much. grian is small, and he's quite tall in comparison. ]

grian, i've missed you terribly. hello, it's very, very good to see you again.

[ he wraps his arms around grian, indulging in the feathery affection. it's... nice, to know that he was missed so dearly - at least by one person. ]

[secretkeepers-mailbox]

[ …presses the button. ]

[The sky darkens and the wind picks up, leaves and dust swirling in small whirls.]

[Your secret task is... win Third Life.]

Grian. We'd say it's a surprise, but it isn't.

[The ground rumbles, like a laugh; but a statue can't laugh... can it?]

It only makes sense you'd be the first to approach. You being the first, and all. Welcome. How can we... be of service?

[sincerely-some-guy]

[ the crow had flown off on its own accord, listening and following something that was outside of guy's range. it brings back a familiar formal white envelope. ]

pearl's told me she's coming to find you. i would prefer not to have a repeat of jimmy so please take care of her.

sincerely,

grian.

[ guilt comes alight in his chest. he hadn't meant for jimmy to get hurt, and he had done his best to patch up his friend, but it seemed that grian was still upset with him. ]

[ what a terrible, horribly familiar feeling - to feel as if you have failed. ah, but it's not like he doesn't dream of blood under his nails. ]

i will do my absolute best, and everything in my power, to make sure that nothing happens. i'm sorry, i didn't mean for jimmy to get hurt last time.

i'll go looking for her beforehand and i'll see if i can find her before she manages to reach my place.

sincerely,

some guy.

[player-42]

loser.

WHO said that, that’s so mean!!

oh? you wanna go, you pesky little bird? i've got more than enough tricks up my sleeve to make sure you go home crying to your poor little friends with an arrow or two to the back! boo-hoo, do better than that!