The Curse - [video/action]

[windfang]

[ For those browsing through the network today, they will be surprised to see a very blue and a very angry bird glaring at them through the screen of the SFC. This bird is no ordinary bird but rather a certain moody demigod who've been transformed into a legendary pokemon. Angrily scratching and clawing at the screen of his SFC like a madmanmad bird, Yasha eventually gives up and flies off.

To where? No one knows, that is until the large blue pokemon comes swooping down into the nearby park. Landing upon a high tree branch, Yasha sits there looking as mad as he can be in this awkward form. Despite how livid he is, Yasha does take the time to preen his feathers. If he's going to be a silly looking blue jay, he might as well be a good looking one.

That's his logic but it's rather difficult to look "good" when there's a constant blizzard floating around you. Considering that the legendary pokemon is a bird with the power of ice; anyone who happens to be sitting around in the park by be caught in the sudden ice storm that formed around Yasha.

Yeah, have fun with that. ]

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[incinerare]

[Okay, at least the creature had ceased its efforts to turn him into a pincushion with icicles. Unfortunately it would seem the bird was incapable of actual speech, even if the bird did appear to understand human speech.]

Never mind. I'll just leave you alone, since you were obviously here first.

[Just going to shove the pen into his jacket pocket and turn around to leave now. Since he had no reason to stick around and no desire to spend any more time in this cold weather than he needed to. Both the bird's attitude and the weather reminded him too much of Briggs and the woman in charge of it.]

[windfang]

[ Dismayed by the human's lack of effort to understand him, Yasha hurriedly darts right over Mustang's head and blocks his path. If he cannot get through to this man, then how will he free himself from this curse? ]

HALT!

[ He spreads his wings out as far as they can go to block Mustang's path. ]

You mustn't leave me in such a form. Surely you can understand me, yes?

/threadjacks with permission from Miri

[array_of_fire]

[GDI she turns her back for one second and the Major...no, Colonel... up and leaves. She might not know him that well, but if he is anything like the young man she remembers as her father's apprentice...

She will be frog marching him back to bed rest.

Though, she does come up short on seeing the blue bird, but then she simply squares her shoulders. She can deal with the oddity of this later.] Ma - Colonel Mustang. What on earth are you doing out of bed? Didn't they say at least 4 days?

[Hi Roy. It's your favourite babysitter lieutenant Cadet. She looks just as linefacey as normal.]

[incinerare]

[Excuse him for attempting to escape bed rest, they're lucky he stayed put for nearly three days really. Still, it was going to be a bit hard to frog march him back with this bird in the way.]

I got bored, decided to explore the city. Unfortunately, it seems the local wildlife isn't interested in letting me leave yet.

[Have a bandaged hand gesture toward the massive bird between him and the path out of the park.]

[windfang]

[ Doing his best to seem imposing in this feeble form, Yasha continued to block the colonel's path. There must be some way he could communicate with them, some way. ]

You idiot! I am not the local wildlife.

[ An audible grumble escapes the bird. ]

How can I get through to you both? The two of you are as dense as lumps of coal!

[ Allowing his outstretched blue wings to droop a little, an idea crossed Yasha's mind once he laid eyes on the colonel's pen. ]

...Give me that!

[ He stalks over to Roy a tad menacing, his eyes focused solely upon the pen. ]