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lurkingkobold) wrote in
glowfic2015-06-25 11:05 am
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Small Lurker in Milliways
Here is a kobold.
To people familiar with the species, it's obviously a young one, not quite three feet tall to the adults' three and a half foot average. Its fur is blueish-grey and relatively dull, a sign that it hasn't been eating properly recently, though it's not thin. It's wearing a simple animal-skin skirt and carrying a stick, not quite long enough to serve as a walking stick, but useful for shielding itself from the worst of the undergrowth at least.
It is moving through the forest at speed, not following any path, and then suddenly it is elsewhere. After a few minutes, it notices the difference in the light; after a few more, it notices that the trees are subtly wrong - wrong species, wrong growth patterns, wrong in subtler ways that defy describing, but that tell the kobold that it is not in the forest where it grew up.
After even more minutes, it stops, having come to a clearing. There is a building, which, despite not being alarmingly large, cannot be traveled around.
The kobold does not have permission to enter the building.
The kobold cannot go back to where it was.
The kobold sits, and waits.
To people familiar with the species, it's obviously a young one, not quite three feet tall to the adults' three and a half foot average. Its fur is blueish-grey and relatively dull, a sign that it hasn't been eating properly recently, though it's not thin. It's wearing a simple animal-skin skirt and carrying a stick, not quite long enough to serve as a walking stick, but useful for shielding itself from the worst of the undergrowth at least.
It is moving through the forest at speed, not following any path, and then suddenly it is elsewhere. After a few minutes, it notices the difference in the light; after a few more, it notices that the trees are subtly wrong - wrong species, wrong growth patterns, wrong in subtler ways that defy describing, but that tell the kobold that it is not in the forest where it grew up.
After even more minutes, it stops, having come to a clearing. There is a building, which, despite not being alarmingly large, cannot be traveled around.
The kobold does not have permission to enter the building.
The kobold cannot go back to where it was.
The kobold sits, and waits.

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Then ze blinks at the kobold some more, and looks utterly confused. "Why would -- why would you not want to be a person?" ze asks, clearly very upset.
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"Am kobold," she asserts, as if that's a complete answer to the first bit. "Am no of do of want. Is... am no of person, am no of do of want of thing."
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"That does not mean you aren't a person!" Tyche protests. Then ze goes quiet, thinking about the second part, which ze seems to find very confusing. "You wanted food," ze says after a while, puzzled.
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Tyche thinks for a moment longer, and then says, "It's probably easier to demonstrate, but I'll need Bar's help. Come on?"
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She nods, to the latter thing, and follows when Tyche goes.
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"The thing about candy," Tyche says, when it appears, "is that while it tastes really good --here," (this as she hands the kobold the candy), "--it is not actually something that, barring rather unusual circumstances, is important for bodies to function."
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She blinks in subtly pleased surprise, and looks back up at Tyche before continuing.
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Despite its odd composition, the candy bone can be eaten the same way a real one would be. She's obviously familiar with this procedure, and manages to do it rather neatly despite the slight awkwardness of standing with no table handy.
The signs that the kobold enjoys the candy are subtle, but definitely present.
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Ze is, however, holding still.
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A little while, at least.
The kobold has had a long day, and the adrenaline is finally starting to wear off. She yawns. (My goodness that is quite a lot of teeth.)
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The kobold heads outside, takes stock of the area, and starts poking around the base of the building.
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A few moments later, she disappears into a bush.
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