Finding a House in this Market is... HARD....

[sakatree]

WHO: Hatsu, and YOU
WHAT: Hatsu's carving his room outta the ice! ...Probably.
WHEN: ONE DAY A CALENDAR...WILL EXIST.
WHERE: Sealeo Inn
WARNINGS: Noneeeeexcept for Hatsu's mild cursing. Bad tree.

This way mister, end of the hall is over here!

[Finding the Inn in Illumina wasn't especially difficult. Outside, it was an enormous building carved right from the ice, with strings of lights moving directly up to it. Inside, it was also rather simple. There was a dining hall, a number of rooms available for rent, an office...

...And plenty of space for more, or so he was told. Sealeo had sent their daughter as guide when Hatsu came in, and he was now following a rather eager little one that was literally rolling around with a torch in her mouth.]

Ahaha...you might want to calm down kid, that fire is kind of...

Yeah make sure you don't touch it mister, you're grass type!

Gr- [There were types?! Before he can so much as ask he's shown a wall, the torch somehow slipped into a hook at the side.]

Here you are mister! Just carve yourself a room and it's all yours!

Er...carve..?

Yep! Good luck~!

AUHHHeY HEY WAIT! [Hatsu's shouts fall on deaf ears-or rather, no ears at all, as the spheal has long since rolled off back down the hall by the time the phantump can start protesting. In her absence, he's left turning back to sigh at the wall.] ...Right...let's get started I guess...

[..........................

....About a few hours later, cursing can be heard from the hall.]

COME ON BARELY A CHIP!?

[Along with the sounds of something hitting the ice.] AUUGH I'm giving it everything I've got just. CRACK. BREAK. SOMETHING, I need a room!

[....]

Come onnnnnnn...

[.....]

OOOOHhhhh this would be SO much easier with my guns..!

[This is not going very well, as one can see.]

Comments

[sakatree]

[A bird and a rat-and here he figured he'd gotten the short end of the magic stick, these two looked like all they had were claws at least.] Ugh, this feels like a scam when you add more to it...

[He glances at the torch.] ...Where's that fire bird when you need him... [he mutters, crossing his arms.]

I get the idea of free board for making a room but this is ridiculous..!

[stoogesofsanfran]

[The rat sits up on his hind legs and crosses his forelimbs in a huff.]

Yeah, we ain't all giant chickens that can kick holes in the ice without breakin' a sweat.



Man, I bet they know we're desperate and are just using us as hard labor so they'll have more rooms to rent out once we find somewhere better to sleep.

[sakatree]

[Chickens?!] ...I can't tell if that's better or worse than a robin WHY ARE ALL THE FIRE POWERS GOING TO BIRDS?!

[There's a pause, and he looks to Finn.] Present company excluded obviously.

I don't know about you but I sure didn't see anything better out there-nothing for rent at least...

[stoogesofsanfran]

[He just sort of spreads his wings in what would be a shrug if he had proper shoulders.]

Didn't say we had a better option, that's why it works.



Yeah, it ain't like we got no money to pay for one of the rooms they already got.

[sakatree]

Well the way they go on about it out there we'll find cash lying on the ground... [The sarcasm is clear-won't they be surprised when it's true!] Geeze...

At least before I could just brute force my way through with a tree or something...

[stoogesofsanfran]

Heh, wouldn't that be convenient. Whatever it is they use for money around here...



Did you get shrunk a lot here too?

[sakatree]

Eh...hard to tell, I can't really figure what the average size around this place is, [he shrugs, adjusting the bark mask he's wearing as it frowns.]

Best as I can tell I'm a lot less living and a lot more legless.

[stoogesofsanfran]

What, you're some kinda...tree ghost or somethin'?

[sakatree]

Best I can tell! Watch!

[BEHOLD, his hand can be forced through the ice.]

Be a lot greater if everything else wasn't getting stuck. Intangibility feels skeevy as hell too, I'm not sleeping like that if I can help it, [He adds, shuddering.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

Man, and I thought astral projection was useless. I don't wanna think about getting stuck in a wall.



Ghost things here can't possess people, right?

[sakatree]

[There is a long, long stare to Ratso, as if to consider it.

And then he grins.] NAHHHH probably not!

I mean I'm still able to eat and all that, so I'm probably not ACTUALLY dead right?

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Don't mind him just. Scooting back a bit. Looking a bit unsettled.]



Yeah...let's not put that to the test. Don't wanna risk getting stuck half inside someone else, right?

[sakatree]

Eugh, that's not something I want to even imagine let alone risk.

Who even knows what side effects that'd have....

[stoogesofsanfran]

Most painful three-legged race ever?



Really bad indigestion?

[sakatree]

Probably more psych-related like...shared memories.

[HIHHHHHH!! More shuddering.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

Oh man...talk about creepy.



And imagine all the stuff you don't want people to know that they'd see that way.

[sakatree]

Exactly.

Consider yourselves safe! [Nod...nod...

...He has more things he wants to himself, probably.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Cue a sigh of relief from both of them.]



Let's just hope there ain't no ghosts from around here that wanna try.



How about we just not think about that?

[sakatree]

Yes, let's pretend everything is as utopic as it looks. I like it better that way. [Utooooopiaaaaa.

The ghost shivers.] I'm not too keen on trying at this wall again for a while though-maybe finding something that breathes fire would be an idea.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Chow's having a pretty easy time of it with those kicks of his and being a feathery space heater...maybe we could cut a deal.

[sakatree]

[Sadly plot says he'll get the robin's help, but-]

What, you guys have a room already?

[stoogesofsanfran]

Pretty much, he was about half done when we heard you making a fuss over here.



He's sendin' ice flyin' all over the place with just his talons.

[sakatree]

[..............]

This sounds like an act that I can't supervise.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Yeah, why do you think we're over here? Dude's going a bit postal in here.



Probably blowin' off steam after bein' stuck in the slammer for so long-oof!

[Apparently getting smacked over the head with the wrist of a wing hurts when you're half the size of the bird. Who would've guessed?]

[sakatree]

[Spirit-trees should not grin this wide.] ...I still heard that.