☈ strike #16 (action)

[thestormishere]

[ Whenever there's an experiment, it always seems like Lightning gets a few days to contemplate the rest of the village going mad before anything happens to her too, doesn't it? It's not very amusing to her at all, especially considering she's spent the last few days fretting and waiting. She's been trying to stay out of trouble, but...

A Farron is not easily cooped up for long. Before she knows it, she's pacing her entire residence, messing in the kitchen for no reason, sitting on the floor with Baldr while staring at the ceiling, and-- ugh, stepping outside for just a minute won't hurt, right? Just as long as she avoids any weirdos who might attempt to pull her into something. Besides, everything seems normal right now. She feels normal.

With marked determinated, she walks out the front door and-- FGFDUAGFA, SOMETHING IMMEDIATELY FALLS ON HER HEAD??

And yet as soon as she leans down to see what it is, the woman goes stiff, looks up to gape at the cloudy sky, and then takes off at a sprint in the direction of the village square. Shortly afterward, if you happen to be anywhere outside: ]

Oh! Don't go!!

[ Hello, there is a woman with feathers stuck in her hair and dressed all in horribly clashing yellow trotting up, looking quite upset. And a little annoyed too, but... that's to be expected, given who this is. STOP BEFORE SHE FORCES YOU TO!

(Lightning is imitating Chocobo Loco/Chicken Little/Henny Penny for the event, sooo... characters are welcome to be either an innocent or the Fox in the story, if you wish. Alternatively... she will also probably play along as well, for those already affected by their own thang.) ]

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[thestormishere]

[ And so a warning he shall get. ]

Robby-Lobby!

[ Did she really just-- yes, yes she did. She skids to a stop beside him... stares for a long moment at his clothing... but then continues onward with transparent urgency in every bit of her body language and voice. ]

Stop what you're doing!

I loled so hard at that name

[semper_cogitans]

[Well, that's... quite the warning.

Indeed, Robert glances up, causing that dress - more like a pile of lace and satin than a dress, really - to rustle all over the place as he faces the rather panicky, feathery Lightning.]

Ah... Sergeant Farron...? [His awkwardness around her punches through the haze of flouncy princess long enough for him to blink at her costume a moment - just before she tells him to stop. Then it's back to Disney mode.]

But whyever for? The poor, dear butterflies will be so hungry...

[One particularly vibrant tiger longwing alights on his puffy shoulder as he says this.]

:)

[thestormishere]

[ She gives a slight bow, clearly an afterthought but meant to make up for forgetting to show due respect to a princess earlier. This is too important for wasting much more time on formalities, though! ]

You have to help me- I need to see the king right away.

\o/

[semper_cogitans]

[It's okay; he's too alarmed to notice, really.]

... The king? Why? What is wrong?

... Is there even a king...? [There hadn't been any asking for a princess's hand in marriage to their prince, anyway. He would've noticed that. Also a suspicious lack of balls...]

[thestormishere]

The sky is falling, and the world might end if nothing is done about it!

[ Look at her! Look at how horrified she is! ... Actually, she just looks really tense, and for some reason, grits her teeth as if in pain right after saying that. ]

[semper_cogitans]

[...

... Okay, princess or not, the sheer power of Robert's logic makes him raise an eyebrow at that statement.]

... how exactly could the sky fall, considering its composition?

And what would that have to do with the world ending?

[... Why does he want to swoon anyway, though? Augh.]

[thestormishere]

[ WOW, does she really look like a scientist, Princess Robby-Lobby? How would she know the mechanics of it? Does it seems like she cares about the "composition" of the freaking thing??

She shakes her head vigorously- enough that a feather or two escapes and floats down away from its placement in her pale hair. ]

Look, are you going to help me or not?

[semper_cogitans]

[... Princess taking over at this part. Helping someone? That's the most Disney thing he can do!]

... Of course...

... If you need a king, there may be one in Luceti - but, erm, I have had difficulty locating one. [Seriously, even princes can be a little scarce.]

[thestormishere]

[ Lightning straightens, her expression turning grim as she pulls her shoulders back. The sky is falling, the world Luceti is in might be ending, and there's no sign of where the king might be in order to properly do something about it. Her partner in this mess is a man in a waterfall of lace and shiny fabric- one who probably stands little chance of defending himself in a fight should things go awry. If something dangerous happens, she'll need to protect both of them. ]

We'll have to go looking, then.

[ Her voice is low and steady. If she had her gunblade instead of pockets full of feathers, she'd probably have her hand on the grip by now. This is Serious Business.






... Oh wait, was she supposed to be the one freaking out? Forget that. Ladies and gentlemen, Sergeant Lightning Farron. ]

[semper_cogitans]

[Yeah... even now, Robert snaps to princess-y attention under that relatively stern, serious gaze. Even as a not-Henny Penny, Lightning looks intimidating. And he's willing to obey even moreso than usual, due to being a subservient, delicate princess.

Okay, logical thinking. Singing and dancing aren't logical. Where would you go to find a king on short notice?]

... We should check... the town square. Or anywhere else there would be a listing of such things...