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[She glares at the feed, maybe he's telling the truth.]
Fine! Oz said we should be allies here.
[She glares at the feed, maybe he's telling the truth.]
Fine! Oz said we should be allies here.
[WELL THAT'S EXCELLENT, having his own body back and all, everyone else being back to normal...
So Gilbert's apartment is the first he makes a beeline for, considering A LOT OF SHIT HAPPENED and he couldn't do much about it, considering he was stuck floating around as a disembodied voice that couldn't even open doors for himself. In fact, he's taking advantage of the door-opening thing RIGHT NOW to let himself into the apartment again. At least the hour isn't stupid o'clock this time?!]
Gil! I'm coming in!
[He... he says after busting through the door... he's already standing in the living room HI GIL.]
So Gilbert's apartment is the first he makes a beeline for, considering A LOT OF SHIT HAPPENED and he couldn't do much about it, considering he was stuck floating around as a disembodied voice that couldn't even open doors for himself. In fact, he's taking advantage of the door-opening thing RIGHT NOW to let himself into the apartment again. At least the hour isn't stupid o'clock this time?!]
Gil! I'm coming in!
[He... he says after busting through the door... he's already standing in the living room HI GIL.]
In the game thing...he said we should work together.
[ for Gil, he really needs to get used to the most inopportune times of being barged in on by Oz. this is proven once again as at this current time he happens to be trying very hard to feed Dinah... because the cat is still here, for some reason. Anyway, it's been something of a standoff, with Dinah up on the kitchen counter, tail flicking with interest as Gil uses a.. uhm, literal shovel to try to get the piece of meat to the cat while maintaining as much distance as possible. It's taken six months for him to get the courage and control to do it this way instead of sneaking around to try bs drop it in her bowl when she isn't there.
Now, at least, the cat is willing to pick the meat up off the shovel and hop down to take it to her plate. But, sometimes she decides if he doesn't do it correctly she jumps into the shove and goes right for his face in joy.
Oz's timing couldn't be better (and by better we mean worse). With Gil already trying to steel himself to not give Dinah the opportunity to harass him on top if getting her meal, he isn't expecting a sudden knock at the door, nevermind Oz just entering.
So, this can only go one way; but there is no one word to describe such. He starts, causing himself to accidentally redistribute his weight but not compensate for the shovel length and weight... so it falters. But, he doesn't want the meat to fall off so he kind of without thinking turns back to try and catch it, meaning he sort of jumps forward... Right into the counter and the awaiting cat. And of course Dinah is all too happy to oblige and ATTACHES TO HIS HEAD.
And Oz will get the only appropriate response to his entrance: Gil screaming in the kitchen before there is a thud and silence.
Yes, entering will have a visual aftermath of Dinah picking up her piece of meat and trotting off to her bowl leaving Gilbert sprawled on the floor and maybe unconscious...
Welcome back Oz...?! ]
Now, at least, the cat is willing to pick the meat up off the shovel and hop down to take it to her plate. But, sometimes she decides if he doesn't do it correctly she jumps into the shove and goes right for his face in joy.
Oz's timing couldn't be better (and by better we mean worse). With Gil already trying to steel himself to not give Dinah the opportunity to harass him on top if getting her meal, he isn't expecting a sudden knock at the door, nevermind Oz just entering.
So, this can only go one way; but there is no one word to describe such. He starts, causing himself to accidentally redistribute his weight but not compensate for the shovel length and weight... so it falters. But, he doesn't want the meat to fall off so he kind of without thinking turns back to try and catch it, meaning he sort of jumps forward... Right into the counter and the awaiting cat. And of course Dinah is all too happy to oblige and ATTACHES TO HIS HEAD.
And Oz will get the only appropriate response to his entrance: Gil screaming in the kitchen before there is a thud and silence.
Yes, entering will have a visual aftermath of Dinah picking up her piece of meat and trotting off to her bowl leaving Gilbert sprawled on the floor and maybe unconscious...
Welcome back Oz...?! ]
[THAT SURE IS a loud scream and a crash!! Oz would be more concerned, but he's heard this scream before... HIS FAVORITE SCREAM OF PANIC. So he's actually not surprised at all when he dashes into the kitchen and sees Dinah trotting away victoriously. In fact, he goes after the cat first like the truly loving friend he is...]
Diiinah! [Once he gets over to where she's happily chewing away at her dinner, he crouches down to pet her cute kitty head and gently scratch behind her ears.] I'm glad you're being fed well! Gil's doing a good job, right?
[Gil who may or may not be unconscious...
Luckily he's not feeling too sadistic today though, so he'll tromp back over to Gilbert's side soon enough and plop himself down on the floor.]
But this is a really sad sight... How long are you going to take a nap on the floor? [Reaching out to prod at his cheek...]
Diiinah! [Once he gets over to where she's happily chewing away at her dinner, he crouches down to pet her cute kitty head and gently scratch behind her ears.] I'm glad you're being fed well! Gil's doing a good job, right?
[Gil who may or may not be unconscious...
Luckily he's not feeling too sadistic today though, so he'll tromp back over to Gilbert's side soon enough and plop himself down on the floor.]
But this is a really sad sight... How long are you going to take a nap on the floor? [Reaching out to prod at his cheek...]
[ yes, master Oz, your servant and her designated personal head perch is feeding her terribly well. She purrs at the attention, even willing to stop paying attention to her dinner to mew and push her head up a bit against Oz's hand to display extra joy at head pats and ear scratches.
She guesses she will give unconscious seaweed head his space and go back to her meal once Oz goes to plop near him. AS FOR GILBERT...
he's somewhere between in between the two states right now, it's something like shock except he's managing to come out of it so not quite that terrible. Definitely still dazed and confused, though, because he doesn't do much at the prodding. Good thing this isn't an emergency like with Cheshire or anything. He does sort of reply to Oz's question. ]
...Al...ways... cats... wh...hY...
[ nevermind this loser isn't responding to anything at the moment. Sorry you have to see this, Oz. ]
She guesses she will give unconscious seaweed head his space and go back to her meal once Oz goes to plop near him. AS FOR GILBERT...
he's somewhere between in between the two states right now, it's something like shock except he's managing to come out of it so not quite that terrible. Definitely still dazed and confused, though, because he doesn't do much at the prodding. Good thing this isn't an emergency like with Cheshire or anything. He does sort of reply to Oz's question. ]
...Al...ways... cats... wh...hY...
[ nevermind this loser isn't responding to anything at the moment. Sorry you have to see this, Oz. ]
[WHAT A SHAMEFUL DISPLAY gosh Gil get yourself together!!
He'll prod his cheek once or twice more and then graduate to a light slap if he rudely continues to stay in semi-shock.]
Come ooon, Gil! [HE'S NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER HERE.] Dinah's left already. How long are you going to make me wait for breakfast?
[PROD PROD pinching Gilbert's nose shut like a little demon...]
He'll prod his cheek once or twice more and then graduate to a light slap if he rudely continues to stay in semi-shock.]
Come ooon, Gil! [HE'S NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER HERE.] Dinah's left already. How long are you going to make me wait for breakfast?
[PROD PROD pinching Gilbert's nose shut like a little demon...]
[Cheeks puffing out.]
I don't like you. I've been good!
I don't like you. I've been good!
Why not? I'm not being mean!
[It's true...she could be meaner than this.]
Mean Raven thief! I can be good for as long as I want! I'll show you!
[It's true...she could be meaner than this.]
Mean Raven thief! I can be good for as long as I want! I'll show you!
Stop being mean!
[She puffs her cheeks out again.]
I will!
[A thought.]
You're Vincent's brother too...right?
[She puffs her cheeks out again.]
I will!
[A thought.]
You're Vincent's brother too...right?
I was curious!
[She wanted to know, okay Gil!]
He can be mean too. Lottie gets angry with him.
[She wanted to know, okay Gil!]
He can be mean too. Lottie gets angry with him.
[ well that's one way to do it. regardless of everything suddenly having a difficult time breathing (sure he could breathe through his mouth but it's not like he's actually thinking in this strange state of his. So after maybe half a minute Gil snaps up beside Oz with a nasally 'gAH' sound coming from his throat, both awake and ready to gasp in some air as if he was just dying over there.
He looks to Oz relatively quickly, though, taking another breath before asking. ]
Did you ask for something? [ it was a really drowned far off voice on his head at the time. ]
He looks to Oz relatively quickly, though, taking another breath before asking. ]
Did you ask for something? [ it was a really drowned far off voice on his head at the time. ]
[A VICTORY. An underhanded victory but who's keeping track, not him!!
He'll mercifully let go of Gilbert's nose as soon as he sits upright, at least, since he might actually end up killing him or something at this rate. GET YOURSELF TOGETHER, GIL. Instead, his hands come to rest against one of Gilbert's knees with a gentle pat, like he's reassuring some poor senile grandpa...]
Ah, it looks like your hearing is leaving you in your old age. That's no good! I really can't leave you alone at all, can I?
[He'll need to get walkers for all of his friends at this rate, how tragic...!!
But there is some marginally serious sentiment buried beneath the joking - something that makes his tone sound a little thinner than it might normally be.]
He'll mercifully let go of Gilbert's nose as soon as he sits upright, at least, since he might actually end up killing him or something at this rate. GET YOURSELF TOGETHER, GIL. Instead, his hands come to rest against one of Gilbert's knees with a gentle pat, like he's reassuring some poor senile grandpa...]
Ah, it looks like your hearing is leaving you in your old age. That's no good! I really can't leave you alone at all, can I?
[He'll need to get walkers for all of his friends at this rate, how tragic...!!
But there is some marginally serious sentiment buried beneath the joking - something that makes his tone sound a little thinner than it might normally be.]
[ and that slight difference is what Gilbert notices, it far more than enough to erase the prickly irritation at being teased about old age. (But yes stop leaving him alone, Oz. He hates that part and will gladly accept you everywhere all the time.)
He reaches over then, bringing one hand to brush affectionately against Oz's hair before resting it on top of his head. There's the smallest smile, trying not to look concerned but hope rather than making Oz potentially shy away from disclosing what's bothering him instead make it slightly easier to open up to him. ]
...Something on your mind?
He reaches over then, bringing one hand to brush affectionately against Oz's hair before resting it on top of his head. There's the smallest smile, trying not to look concerned but hope rather than making Oz potentially shy away from disclosing what's bothering him instead make it slightly easier to open up to him. ]
...Something on your mind?
[TIME TO GLUE HIMSELF TO GILBERT'S SIDE.
He probably will be sticking close in the coming days, that said, since being without his body had been a more terrifying experience than he'd like to admit. Stuck in a state of quasi-nonexistence where he could only communicate with people through sound, where he was as good as gone to those who were deaf, not needing to eat or sleep - just... drifting. He can't recall his earliest memories well even now, but he imagines in must have been similar. An existence without any form of self-awareness wouldn't care, but Oz had been struck by how lonely it was.
That's just one of the things that happens to be on his mind, though it's not voiced just yet. His expression softens instead when he feels a hand against his head, reminded of how nice it is to have a body that can interact with the physical world.]
—I'm just thinking about how incredible it is that you would serve a meal to a cat first instead of your master! [Dastardly.
...But Oz came here for a reason today, beyond making sure that Gilbert was all right. He doesn't plan on shying away.]
We can talk while we eat.
He probably will be sticking close in the coming days, that said, since being without his body had been a more terrifying experience than he'd like to admit. Stuck in a state of quasi-nonexistence where he could only communicate with people through sound, where he was as good as gone to those who were deaf, not needing to eat or sleep - just... drifting. He can't recall his earliest memories well even now, but he imagines in must have been similar. An existence without any form of self-awareness wouldn't care, but Oz had been struck by how lonely it was.
That's just one of the things that happens to be on his mind, though it's not voiced just yet. His expression softens instead when he feels a hand against his head, reminded of how nice it is to have a body that can interact with the physical world.]
—I'm just thinking about how incredible it is that you would serve a meal to a cat first instead of your master! [Dastardly.
...But Oz came here for a reason today, beyond making sure that Gilbert was all right. He doesn't plan on shying away.]
We can talk while we eat.
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