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I havent been on this blog in forever, and I'm still getting followers? What the heck? Where are you coming from?
RP with Bobbin (thetinytailor)
"Flowers sure are pretty!" Dale wove through the foliage rather meekly, he either bowed his ears and ducked beneath an obstacle or shut his eyes tight and dodged around it. "Do you ever make clothes out of flower petals an’ things like that? Or are all plants around here like those people?" When he got behind he scrambled ahead on all fours to catch up to Bobbin. "/I/ am a Rescue Ranger, so I help people! It’s what I love t’ do. I go with my best friend Chip, Monterey Jack and the other Rangers and we assist wherever we can, rodents and other critters depend on us. We get tangled up with humans a lot and we actually help them more than we help our own sometimes. Humans seem to get into more trouble than I do!" That’s when he was so involved in what he was saying that he pushed a leaf aside forcefully, and forgot to duck when it came back and knocked him clear off of his feet, barely a second for him to whimper at what was coming for him.
Bobbin had taken to balancing on things while she walked with Dale, hoping from low branches to roots to things on the floor. A Jinn was very small and very light, so balancing was more or less easy. She listened as Dale explained what his job was and smiled. To work so close to Stompers. That was scary. "They're really not bothered by---ah!?" She asked, but her question was immediately cut short as her furred friend suddenly shot forward with the force of the branch. She had been in the line of fire, and hardly had a second to react. She held up her hands, as if that would stop the momentum and a second later found she was lying on the dewy leaves of the forest floor. The collision would have gone unnoticed by anyone in the vicinity. "O~kay. That hurt..." Bobbin sat up, a leaf stuck to her back like a large fan. "Dale? Where'd you go?"
"Ohhhh yeah, I got plenty o’ those wrappers. Hold onto those, they make everything smell like chocolate, I crush ‘em in my pockets and I’m pretty sure it’s better than a shot of espresso."
"Ah, you probably don’t know what that is, either. Wrappers are great, but listen, you and I gotta head out right away. It’s almost Halloween, and there is loads of chocolate in every corner store and grocery all over town. I don’t think you should go alone though, you might need like a guide or somethin’. Somebody t’ point out all the attractions while we’re sailin’ down the chocolate highway. It’s not too much different from sailing down a chocolate river, ha."
"Okay...none of what you said made one stitch of sense. Start again but.. slower."
Bobbin had continued her quiet watch of him, distracted by how intriguing he looked. She was more interested in his fabric and was plotting a way to get a small sample when she noticed something.
Oh…Oh, he’s looking at me! Oh, no. Ooh, no! For a moment, she wasn’t sure what to do. If she ran out she’d be spotted, but she was already spotted just standing there behind the leaves. She carefully, slowly, pulled a leaf down so it was blocking her more.
Oh no, Oh no. Oh dear. What do I do? Why can’t I look like a stick bug Jinn?
Why what a sight! It seemed to be a very tiny person! It was utterly adorable, though he chuckled seeing how she pulled a leaf down to hide herself, though he had already caught sight of her, moving a hand he gently pulled the leaf back up, smiling as kindly as he was capable of, not wanting her to be afraid. “Easy there ma’am it’s alright I’m not going to hurt you, I just noticed your presence, am I in your way..?”
If Bobbin could scream, it probably would have sounded like a faint high pitched noise to the stomper. The leaf was pulled out of her hands by the large fingers. She was so startled she lost balance on the branch and slipped. She hooked her legs and swung backwards, hanging upside down on the shaking twig.
"Please don't step on me! Or eat me! I don't taste good I swear!" She pleaded.
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