PUBLIC CHANNEL - DAY 157

[whattaprick]

Nightrider Lambert here. In case you haven't heard by now: the things on Kerner Island eat settled daemons. So find somewhere else to take a daytrip. If you go anyway, do me a favor and keep your radio on you. That way we can all hear what it sounds like when a soul gets eaten.

[ He's about to leave it on that cheerfully sarcastic note, but then the faint sound of a female voice chimes in, scolding. For those who've met her, they'll recognize it as Lambert's daemon, the golden-eyed polecat that wears a hawk's shape outside the carnival. ]

Lambert! You didn't have to say it like that!

[ It doesn't seem to shame him one bit, though, since Lambert's going to keep right on talking: ]

For those of you whose daemon hasn't settled yet, that doesn't mean you get to be an idiot about going out there. Slipping and breaking your neck would be a stupid way to die. That said, if you're interested in doing some nightrunner work--

Come find us! [ The daemon interrupts again, louder this time, and there's a brief sound of a scuffle before her voice finally comes through loud and clear. Now it's Lambert who sounds more distant (and distinctly annoyed), though she talks right over him. ] We've got a map and other things you can use!

[ ooc: Lambert and his daemon will both be replying to his post (and probably fighting over the radio button, honestly). For ease of clarity, her responses will be in italics! ]

Comments

[destiny_key]

[There's muffled laughing on the other end of the radio before Sora answers.]

I can do it, yeah. If someone can get me a ride, I think it'd be interesting to check out.

[whattaprick]

Can't your daemon just change into something to carry you across?

[destiny_key]

[There's the muffled sound of 'In your dreams, buddy!' in the background, before Sora bodily pushes Rohan away from the radio.]

I don't think he wants to change into anything that big. Rohan tends to just stick with a few different things.

I think... I think that means it's almost time for him to settle, but I dunno.

[whattaprick]

Hm. Might make it harder for you. Settled daemons can barely stand to be near the place.

[ Like, he doesn't really understand how the settling thing works either, but the collective knowledge is that it sucks to be near the island when you're an adult. ]

[destiny_key]

Well, he's not settled yet. And anyway, I can handle it. Aside from those specter things, I don't think there's a lot of dangerous stuff on that island.

[And he has an advantage in the Keyblade, something other folks don't have.]

[whattaprick]

[ That he does, and it's why Lambert isn't particularly worried. Though he can't help sounding amused: ]

Not worried about the other kids? I hear they can be pretty feral. Maybe even more than you.

[destiny_key]

[Sora sticks his tongue out at the radio, not that Lambert can see it.]

Ha ha.

But, nah, not really. Like I said, I can take care of myself. And I can avoid them if I had to.

[whattaprick]

Good. The less fetching I have to do, the better.

[ He can probably guess at the tongue-sticking even if he can't see it; it's exactly what he'd do, after all. ]

[destiny_key]

Aww, are you saying you wouldn't come get me if I asked?

[Cue muffled snickering.]

[whattaprick]

Of course not. You're on your own.

[ Of course he would. It's his job, after all. ]