a real mastermind, a genius of some kind
10-14-2015, 05:41 PM
Some pp in terms of time passage, hope you don't mind :0 I can change it if ya do~
Brutus agreed and the imp licked his lips, glancing with a quick, bird-like motion back to the ravine. ”Mmmm, wanna get down. Let’s find a way, let’s find a way,” he hummed before inhaling through a soft gasp – not at any discovery, but merely for the effect of putting a new sound into the environment. He put his nose promptly to the ground at the ledge and snuffled rapidly, taking a few steps left and then right. He licked idly at a rock before straightening. ”Hm, okay. Brutus goes this way and Cesar will go that way. They’ll figure out how to get down,” he decided, jerking his nose to the right as he offered direction to Brutus, and then to the left to indicate where he himself would go. ”Maybe there’ll be something to eat,” he added as an afterthought. He hadn’t eaten in a while.
Then, expecting that Brutus would comply (and not really minding whether or not he did), the tiny creature would skitter off along the edge in his chosen direction. Periodically, he would check over into the ditch, only slowing a tad. It… looked the same as it did six feet ago. He wondered how far it stretched in either direction. He wondered if maybe there were any secret nooks and crannies – a secret lair! That would be fun. That would be something he would consider staying near for a while.
Not much longer after he’d started his search, he came to a halt at a sloping part of the ravine. The drop wasn’t so sheer, nor was it as high up. Maybe… about three of him tall – standing on all fours. It even looked like there were some decent footholds to clamber down. He smacked his lips with anticipation, and, without yet notifying Brutus (he wanted to surprise him and already be down), he began to shimmy down. This was a rather bad idea, for he was neither careful nor nimble when it came to any matter besides battle. Three shuffles in, and his next step found only crumbling dirt. He tumbled down with a shriek and then an undignified thump. It hurt, but less than he would have thought. Things tended to be that way. In any case, he didn’t think he was truly injured, just shocked and aching where he was in a heap on the ground. He lay dazed for a moment, his eyes wide and his face contorted in a dumb expression of pain. Then, still on the ground but in possession of his thoughts once more he squealed, ”Cesar found a waaaay!” Although, perhaps, Brutus might not care to indulge in such a fabulous method of descent.
Brutus agreed and the imp licked his lips, glancing with a quick, bird-like motion back to the ravine. ”Mmmm, wanna get down. Let’s find a way, let’s find a way,” he hummed before inhaling through a soft gasp – not at any discovery, but merely for the effect of putting a new sound into the environment. He put his nose promptly to the ground at the ledge and snuffled rapidly, taking a few steps left and then right. He licked idly at a rock before straightening. ”Hm, okay. Brutus goes this way and Cesar will go that way. They’ll figure out how to get down,” he decided, jerking his nose to the right as he offered direction to Brutus, and then to the left to indicate where he himself would go. ”Maybe there’ll be something to eat,” he added as an afterthought. He hadn’t eaten in a while.
Then, expecting that Brutus would comply (and not really minding whether or not he did), the tiny creature would skitter off along the edge in his chosen direction. Periodically, he would check over into the ditch, only slowing a tad. It… looked the same as it did six feet ago. He wondered how far it stretched in either direction. He wondered if maybe there were any secret nooks and crannies – a secret lair! That would be fun. That would be something he would consider staying near for a while.
Not much longer after he’d started his search, he came to a halt at a sloping part of the ravine. The drop wasn’t so sheer, nor was it as high up. Maybe… about three of him tall – standing on all fours. It even looked like there were some decent footholds to clamber down. He smacked his lips with anticipation, and, without yet notifying Brutus (he wanted to surprise him and already be down), he began to shimmy down. This was a rather bad idea, for he was neither careful nor nimble when it came to any matter besides battle. Three shuffles in, and his next step found only crumbling dirt. He tumbled down with a shriek and then an undignified thump. It hurt, but less than he would have thought. Things tended to be that way. In any case, he didn’t think he was truly injured, just shocked and aching where he was in a heap on the ground. He lay dazed for a moment, his eyes wide and his face contorted in a dumb expression of pain. Then, still on the ground but in possession of his thoughts once more he squealed, ”Cesar found a waaaay!” Although, perhaps, Brutus might not care to indulge in such a fabulous method of descent.
*Cesar's antics can quickly turn from innocent to hostile.
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