The OC above is behind you...

// HEHEHE FAUST CONTENT //

It was a familiar presence. One Hanako had been waiting for since the first time they'd spoken. They had felt eyes burning into the back of their head, and upon turning around, it was exactly who they expected too see. Who they wanted to see. An outstretched smile paired with two globes that seemed to stare straight into him.

"Faust, you made it." The words rolled off his tongue in a pleasant tone. It was night, a time Hanako chose to be easier on the Chickcharney's eyes. The area around them was quite the sight though. A garden at night, white fences creating a clearing and separating them from the weirdly organized yet messy flowers. And in the middle, the seating area. To say he was looking forward to this would also be an understatement. Faust caught Hanako's interest the moment they'd met. It was also the first time they'd encountered any of their kind. So it was only natural they were curious. A trait the two of them shared it seemed. In exchange for their time, Hanako would tell him stories. Something they dont often do nowadays, simply because theres too many to tell...

Neither of them required to eat, so instead all that sat on the table was a tea set. One that could change what drink was within it. How exactly was unclear. Probably just some mechanic he wasn't in the mood to get into. But there was also more. A game of Go, yet to start.

"I assume you know how to play" Hanako smiled, sitting down as he leaned forwards, his chin resting on top of his hands. "Please, take a seat. Make yourself comfortable. If you need anything I can call someone over to assist you..." His head tipped to the side, mirroring the owl like nature of Faust. "We have all the time in the world after all" 

Leaning back in his chair, one of his legs crossed over the other as he gestured to the board that sat between them. His signature smile gracing his features.

"We'll start whenever you're ready. The first move is yours, my friend" 

@ np
The only thing that signified something was behind you was the sinking feeling growing in your stomach. An ominous presence- something abnormal that wasn't meant to be there. Yet upon turning around, all you'd be met with is the seemingly innocent and confused gaze of Hanako. His head tipping to the side in a questioning manner. "Is something wrong?" Worry and genuine concern coating his tone.

Yes, Yska certainly had an odd, sinister feeling settling into his heart. In a way, it was familiar, but he couldn't place exactly how. Not for now, anyway. Still, he continued on his way, walking briskly until he could not bear but to look behind him. He was sure that nothing would be there... and was very wrong. It was just Hanako! Nothing to be scared of after all, right? Still, the feeling was very strange, and though Yska calms down, part of him is still on edge. He wasn't used to such an ominous sensation, rarely ever experiencing fear except for at the behest of a few entities who enjoyed getting on his nerves, and so it was a notable occurrence...

Nevertheless, Yska smiles brightly- it's essentially a reflex at seeing Hanako, who he genuinely likes. He visibly relaxes, even if perhaps he shouldn't.

"Sorry, I didn't realize you were behind me. How long were you back there? You should have said something... I was walking so fast, I'm sure you must have thought I was running from you," he says with a breezy laugh, smiling warmly. Yska steps closer, approaching Hanako, and puts his arms loosely around his shoulders.

"It's been a little while, hasn't it? Have you been busy?" Last time they'd been around each other was certainly... an event. He pauses, as if unsure whether to say what's on his mind, and tilts his head slightly.

"I had the strangest feeling while I was walking, but it was just you. Maybe I'm just in an anxious mood today." Yes... or maybe there was an actual problem that Yska was denying the reality of? That seemed more likely. After all, he still remembers what happened when he asked Hanako what he was... that had been a mistake, though he couldn't deny his continued curiosity.

np: Yska follows along a little ways behind you, observing your ice skating prowess.

"Right... well, at least you're not falling over. You're moving a bit like you're trying to walk, though. Maybe bend your knees a little bit and try pushing off the ice with your skates?" he says, his instruction gentle and friendly.

"By the end of this, I'll have you doing jumps and spins," he says, grinning.

(pierre has him so stunned, N’arfi can’t even function anymore 😔 he is pathetic- sorry)

N’arfi was looking at Pierre in complete and utter confusion. Why was the whitehaired man shooting him those kinds of glances when there were infinitely better options all around him? Events like these made the viera nervous, even more so as he didn’t even recognise the impressive dance moves that Pierre was pulling off with ease. N’arfi knee how to dance but definitely not to this degree.

He wasn’t going to lie to himself, as he found Pierre very attractive, even more so after the man had taken his shirt off. His own selfworth was just telling him to back out as N’arfi would clearly not be worth any of the Pierre’s time.

As his nervous thoughts completely shut down his brain, he was trying to shuffle away from all the noise and people. Not looking where he was placing his feet, he stepped on somebody elses foot, losing his balance completely. With no hope of saving himself from such devastation, he fell onto the concrete face first. The sudden silence from the crowd and lack of dancing made him immensely worried and embarrassed. Extreme pain hit him in the face as he tried to push himself off the floor and he immediately knew that his nose was completely busted, again.

“Fucking- thal’s arse-“ he mumbled as he rolled over on his back, staring up at Pierre who was now standing over him. He had no clue on how to handle this situation so he just made an attempt at cracking a genuine smile but it just looked as if he was about to cry from the fact that all eyes, everyone’s attention had turned onto him.

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Np: My brain is mush rn and i cant come up with a prompt skfneifj 😭
I’ll write one later after some sleep if this doesnt get claimed

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With a slightly confused ear tilt, the viera kneeled down in front of stabil. They looked like a lost elezen child. While their bow wasn’t drawn, he still made it a point to lightly push the weapon downwards. He was even more confused at the foreign language he spoke. Obviously, translation wouldn't be an issue thanks to his blessing but still. Where in Hydaelyn’s name did this kid come from? 

“I’m not your enemy and I will not harm you.” Did this child.. just dunk himself in the lake?

“I’m N’arfi. Are you alright..? You look like you just saw your life flash before your eyes.” He spoke perfectly but with a softspoken icelandic accent. “Do you need help?”

{Claim'd bi0tch TwizzlyTwist }

It was another normal day in the highlands of Skyloft. An emerald  eyed boy was humming away tying his bootlaces, after venturing out of  the Sky Knight Academy with errands to run for the stout defenders.  Though... a good hour out on the launch bench might be a start. Out he  went and sat on the wooden balcony to gaze out onto the horizon beyond  and the thick layer of cloud that obscured much of the uncharted land  below.

What on earth was Link doing down there that could warrant  so much a duty to the Knight? Only then when suddenly a gust of wind,  strength of likes he has never felt before pushed him over the edge and  plunging (and screaming) into the clouds. However, the world changed in front of the little one's eyes as the once pristing rolling hills of Hyrule transformed into something difference and he ends up crashing into a great lake of water...

plop...

After striking through the lakewater, he threw himself back above the surface, gasping and panting as he made it to land, dragging his loosened body along the gritty sand and stood up, shaking off the excess water like a dog before propping his singular ahoge. In his dampened state, he gawked at his new surroundings. A deeply forested region filled with glorious glowing buildings with many of strange and wonderous beings. This wasn't Korok Forest now wasn't it?

Maybe he'd find his answers but, just as he stepped forward, a presence was felt behind him and, rather instinctively, he whirls around to see someone much, much taller than him. He'd could even been a monster to the boy's viewpoint at this point but, there is something that didn't warrant an arrow to the stranger's face. He bore human features, two miscoloured eyes and a pair of large rabbit-like ears. 

"W-W-W-Who a-a-a-re y-y-you?" He quizzed, taking a few steps back in worry,

She was crouched down on the very edge of one of the cliffs in the Skyloft. Stars were out, overlooking the land and sky beneath them. Calming to those looking for a quiet night. It was dark and windy out; the grass lightly flowing with the breeze. Though some blades were disturbed by a small teen standing farther away from the edge. Connie’s claw twitched, and swayed at the disturbance in this night. Did she alert someone with her presence? 

She stood up slowly, hoping not to startled the boy. The air slightly disrupted in it’s flow. Almost as if time stopped for the briefest moment. Easily brushed off if not for the oddity of the moment.
“Little one, it is late. Shouldn’t you be asleep?”
Her words carried much like a gentle melody. Quiet, yet calming. She turned to face Stabil; the young lad dressed in green could blend into the scenery, if he tried. 

Someone so small, yet with great achievements to help weigh him down from being blown away in the wind. She carefully observes him, watching every breath and shiver. She hoped she did not terrify him, as it was not her intent. She eyed the bow in his hand wearily, it was well loved. It would not hurt if he shot at her- though it would be bad if he did. The lack of a wound might horrify him. It would be best to avoid that possibility.
“Where is your guardian? Shouldn’t you stay by his side at this time of night?”

Seems as though Stabil had wandered over here himself. How odd, he must have wanted a little fresh air. She sits down- keeping her eye on Stabil’s hands and bow. Though she still stills tall- to convey a somewhat commanding tone. Careful to not make any quick movements that could scare him. She keeps her fake eyes locked onto Stabil’s real ones, effectively mimicking eye contact.

“Run along. Get your rest. In this world you need all the energy you can get.”

She extends her arm out to point to where Stabil came from. Her tone calm, yet laced with assertiveness. She’d rather have this interact go smoothly, and hopefully Stabil will have sweet dreams.

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NP: 
In the dark of the night, a being follows behind those it finds curious. 
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Emerald is SO adorable ! !

Emerald lazily bumbles along, its wings a blur as it lumbered from windowsill to windowsill. Usually by this time it would be fast asleep in some bush or some empty flowerpot, but tonight seemed to be full of exciting smells and colors to explore. So, it kept up its usual pace, passing under streetlight after streetlight. That is, until its small head whiskers picked up something different, and only then did a shadow from above blot out the streetlight it was passing under.

Emerald turned on a dime, its head looking up to gaze at Connie in the eye. "Gwarr?" It cooed in an innocent curiousity, its insectoid wings bringing it closer and closer to Connie's eye level until they were one to one. Emerald tilted its head like a confused puppy, trying to parse why this one human looked so different from all the others its seen...

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@ np

Emerald, spotting a new stranger to get aqquainted with, begins to follow them. They hear a bee-like buzzing noise get louder and louder behind them, as well as a series of cheerful clicks and whistles.

Yufae landed on the ground as she began sniffing around, searching for one of the mice she had seen scurrying around. Or maybe bugs. Bugs were good. But soon enough, she as she hid beneath the grass, she could see the mouse she had been tracking up. As she was about to go after it, she suddenly heard the loud buzzling noise of a bug, and boy did she love bugs! The sudden cheerful clicks and wristles was what surprised her as she turned around. She then noticed a bug dragon that was right behind her! She gasped in surprise, her desire to hunt THAT particular bug completely vanished now she could see it was a dragon "YOU ARE SO TINY, DRAGON FRIEND!" her voice echoed out as she turned around and approached her snout "I have never seen one of your kind!"

To that, she flattened herself on the ground with her tongue lolled out "I was going to eat you, but now that I know you are a dragon I will not eat you!" she bluntly spoke, followed by a light hearted giggle "My name is Yufae? What's yours? Where are you from? Would you like to be my friend?" poor bug dragon was going to be bombarded by questions and it was hard to know if it could even answer to any of her questions, but it had most definitely caught the noodles attention "Do you want to play? I can be very gentle! Or I was going to catch some prey if you're hungry!" the questions finally ended.

N.P (Just a simple prompt, nothing to grand) It was a little hard to hear her approach considering she had no wings that flapped, she was simply floating behind. She had a bit of mischievous fun turning along the person infront of her so they didn't see her as she casually followed, but soon enough, the echoes of a light hearted giggle would be what would betray her presence.

     A realization had come to Ennette: the older she got the more mature she had to be. It wasn't to say she wasn't already, but confidence played an important role in it all. If she was going to be a queen she would have to make difficult decisions, and they couldn't be made with any hint of hesitation on her face,  no matter how drastic or unwelcomed they may be.

     It didn't seem like it, but this was already practice for her. Part of looking confident was walking confidently, no fingers nervously laced in front of her or anything. Every step needed to have purpose and drive. However, she felt exposed and was very aware of her every step-- her every breath! She tried to control her breath. Was it too heavy? Not heavy enough? Did she look like she was hyperventilating? And what of her steps? What if she was doing them all wrong? Heel-to-toe, or toe-to-heel? Oh goodness, were those people laughing at her?

     This was proving to be quite the task. Ennette stopped to take a deep breath and try to refocus when she felt a presence close behind her. She spun around in time for Ain to stop himself from bumping into her. "Oh goodness, I--" Remember, confidence. Clearing her throat, Ennette stood straighter than a second ago and put on an indifferent expression. "Apologies for being in the way."
     Goodness, though, what a handsome man! He had such lovely eyes, such a vivid green. She could stare at them for hours! Realizing that that was exactly what she was about to do, Ennette turned her head with a huff to confidently hide her embarrassment. Her heart was racing again. Their meeting, was it fate? S-Starcrossed lovers...?!

     She turned back around. "I must be on my way. Farewell," she quickly dismissed before continuing her walk. If they were meant to be then... then she'd become even more confident and sweep him off his feet!

(whoops forgot prompt)

     You can hear light footsteps clacking towards you quickly.
     "Surprise! Guess who!" the princess beams while covering your eyes from behind.

"huh" said in confusion "I'm not sure, I think you may have the wrong person" he said with his fake friendly jester voice he pulled her hands off his eyes and turned around "oh, it's you princess, what are you doing here, I'm not sure you should be talking to lowly people like me" he continued still using his fake friendly voice. He grinned big "Did ya need something? Is the king requesting my presence so that I can entertain him?" He asked still sounding excited "if that's what it is you can just lead the way!" He said still fake smiling 

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He stood behind his target and laughed quietly then whispered into their ear "I'm behind you...."

Montozaka had already felt an ominous presence emanating from behind him. He didn't like it. Not only that but he sniffed the air, activating his ability to smell emotions and he sensed hostility behind him. Clenching his little fists as his hair slowly began spiking up as if he has a wolf ready to pounce. His ears twitched as he was ready to release hell, but still making it seem subtle.

He hated being hunted. He hated feeling like the prey. He had to fight back by any means necessary.

That's when he heard the whisper in his ear. Quickly he turned around to see who emanated this foul hostile scent and bared his teeth. Eyes flickering with rage. He was ready to fight. If it was a hunter then he better be prepared to fight for his prey. Because Montozaka is not a quitter. 

No.

He's a monster.

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Montozaka stood behind the person as he hoped they had food or could bring him food. He tapped them and said in his broken speech, "Have food for Mon? Mon... hungry." Perhaps because of his short size they couldn't hear him so instead he stood. Waiting for them to hopefully turn around. 

"Mon behind you. Can you hear me?"

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Wick was not exactly a fan of standing on corner of the street to promote his shows, but it was what he unfortunately had to resort to tonight. Luckily, a particular customer had caught his eye coming down the corner. He waved the paper in front of them feverishly, but he seemed to be ignored as they walked right past the small robot, perhaps not noticing how small he really was. He was getting desperate at this point as he skipped happily toward them.

" Pardon me! Are you per chance interested in partaking in a marvelous pop show tonight? " He graciously bowed, speaking as loud as he could for them to hear the diminutive droid.

Dermot did not notice Wick at first due to his size and being focused on something else in the moment, but now he heard the robot's voice indeed. "Oh..."
So he turns around and looks, leaning down a bit. "Uhh, pop show?" dermot doesn't know what that is, but upon focusing enough on the Wick's look, he pauses.
"Oh wow..." He notices the materials on Wick, this can't be a normal organic creature, ofc Dermot doesn't know what a robot is nor has he ever seen one before, but being a blacksmith who loves to create stuff, Wick caught his attention,
"Pardon lil one but...." He says before lightly poking Wick's arm and head, oh yes he can sense metal... Maybe it's just armor, but he isn't sure. "No idea what type of show you are talking about, but I sure do wanna learn more about you fella." Dermot adds, now getting his legs down on the ground instead of "carrying" them around due to his huge arms, hoping he won't scare away the interesting robot. "I hope you won't mind a question or two... or many, depends hah" He grins for a second, leaning down even more due to his height, now he can even sense some type of energy coming from Wick, making him all the more curious about the robot.

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FOR NP:
Dermot had all 6 of his arms on the ground, as well as his legs, pretty much just chilling and waiting one of his friends. He was getting a bit bored so he started looking around, noticing up on the side a few insects and birds, observing them in silence. He didn't even notice someone is in front of him, probably due to his size or distraction. One of his large arms might of grazed the person's back accidentally, but Dermot was too distracted to notice.

Rowan felt something brush their back as they stood looking up at a circling hawk. As they were turning around they started to apologize only to stop, rendered speechless by the sight behind them. "I- um m -" they manage to get out before turning tail and running away, morbidly embarrassed.

for np:

Rowan was climding a precarious tree and decided to go out onto a weak limb, misjudging its strength. with a snap it brok and they fell about 5 feet and landed with a loud thump. unbeknownst to them they landed right behind someone.