#thojin

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Thojin is just minding their own buisness when they get tackled to the ground out of nowhere.

- 🌹🥀 @variousvossivixens

They shout and try to shove the person off, running through a mental list of the people they knew who would do that. Strangly enough, this person didn't seem to fit on that list.

"Oi? Is this friendly or are we fighting?"

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As Thojin walked the street, something rolled beneath his foot, almost tripping him.

In a small wooden cage, a pixie squeaks indignantly, holding onto her prison for dear life as she yells insults at the passerby!

Rude! Clumsy! Horrible! Can’t even notice the person beneath their feet, can they?

She sneezes loudly, a rude gesture amongst pixies, letting her feelings be quite known! Even though she could tell no one was listening.

~🧵🦋

Thojin comes to a stop, crouching down to find the wooden cage, for, despite the appearance of blindness, he could see her. After all, she was within the time stream; a gleaming, changing light.

"Are you alright little one?"

He wished to ask more, like what a pixie was doing in the mountains, and how she ended up in a cage, but those were not polite questions.

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Thojin did not have much experience with world jumping. His father was the god of time, not space. He assumed this was his father's doing, although perhaps it was not. After all, there had been no conversation, no explanation, and he had not heard the usual ticking. He had stepped out of the training hall, intending to head home and take a shower. Only this was not the hallway he had expected, he could feel it. It was larger, warmer, and, more confusingly, he could not feel time anymore.

Sticking him in the hotel unless someone else wants to interact. @variousvossivixens