(OPEN) I've got more right now than ever.

[bellare]

Who: Frank Castle (bellare), a smol zebra & YOU (new characters more than welcome!)
What: Frank and Eris are apartment hunting!
When: Now!
Where: Various locations
Warning(s): You might get sassed by a dog-sized zebra so like, tread with caution.

Frank thinks it might be high time for him to move to the planet below Thesa. The recent chaos notwithstanding, the commute to Wyver is getting a bit taxing, and he's always liked having both feet on the (actual) ground. Though he's sure the room won't be much better than the one he has on the station, it will be better for Eris to have somewhere to roam around. (Her legs are much shorter than in the picture, her head only comes up to his knee.) He can be found looking for places in Olympia and Wyver though ultimately, the latter ends up being more understanding about his animal companion. Or maybe the places are just dumpy enough that no one cares. It's not like Frank has or can afford to have standards.

You might see him as well packing his room on the station, not that he has much to speak of. It's mostly clothes, ammo, and things he's accumulated for his new pet. He also keeps the rainbow eggshell that she somehow hatched out of in hopes of finding answers to that mystery someday. She's his new best friend even if he doesn't know her origins. Whether you meet up with them while they're shopping for housewares, moving in and out, or just exploring the land around their new apartment complex, Frank will be as reasonably friendly as always, if bland. But Eris will demand of anyone who looks her way, by rearranging her stripes insistently into the letters: HELP? followed by a hard beat of her hoof against the ground. Humans are so lame, they have to be bullied into doing anything useful, she's found.

[ i will match brackets so no worries, or if you want to plot something else just PM and we'll make it happen. ]

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[bellare]

The message from Rodney is unexpected, but well-received. He gets himself and his new friend together to go meet him at the cafe without asking for further instruction. He'd told Rodney he'd be his minion and he was more or less sincere. Frank smiles blandly when he spots the other man and goes right up to him, the zebra walking at pace with him though she only comes up to about his knee. She's wearing a bright pink halter and her lead is clipped to his belt so that the edge of his holster can be made out under his leather jacket.

"You rang?" he teases, tone as dry as ever. He's happy to see Rodney, and as he looks at Eris her stripes will spell out Friend? in place of a greeting.

[doubledoctornocitrus]

Now, Rodney is as open-minded as the rest of them. He's seen some weird-ass pets in his travels, especially in Pegasus. That said, once he greets Frank ("Oh good, you're here. We can get--") and then spots the zebra, he freezes. He honestly can't process the fact that there is a tiny zebra and that, judging from the literal writing on its apparently magic hide, it is also at least some measure of sentient.

"Oh my god," Rodney says, and it's a measure of how thrown he is that he sort of stares for a long moment. He then stares at Frank. "What the hell?"

[bellare]

He waits expectantly to see what Rodney might have him do, but then he's distracted by Eris and Frank can't really blame him. Frank laughs, glancing down at the creature and his new near-constant companion.

"Egg showed up in my room one day." And like any normal person, he decided to hatch it and keep the contents forever. Eris' stripes move from her question to a simple comment: Rude. Frank snorts, Rodney is both rude and a friend, so she's two for two. "This is Eris."

[doubledoctornocitrus]

"An egg." That's a flat, incredulous tone right there. Very flat. Very, very incredulous. "An egg."

Because that is clearly a mammal. A sentient mammal. Who just called him rude. Which, well, not the first time and certainly won't be the last.

"A mysterious egg showed up in your room and hatched a...a...tiny spelling zebra."

Okay. Rodney might be broken. He's seen some weird shit, of course, but the zebra was actively spelling at him and calling him out on his manners. His manners! How did a zebra even know about manners! He's not quite wrapping his head around the fact that she probably should be spoken directly to and not very loudly ignored as he asks about her.

"When did this happen? Have you just been wandering around the planet with a zebra?"

[bellare]

He points as if to say, That is exactly what happened! No really, this place is wild.

"I wouldn't say wandering, but yeah. I don't know, a few weeks ago? Before the station started going to Hell."

[doubledoctornocitrus]

For a long moment, Rodney has no idea what to say to that. He looks at the Zebra, then to Frank, and then back to the Zebra.

Okay. He's seen weirder. Not by much. But surely he can handle one tiny spelling zebra.

He shakes himself, then squints back at Frank. "Okay, then."

Then the curiosity kicks in.

"Her name is Eris?" Oh. Sentient. Right. "Your name is Eris?"

[bellare]

He grins at the correction, and Eris seems pleased as well. She stomps her foot and shakes her log neck up-and-down for a 'yes' even as her striped arrange into her name E-R-I-S.

"I thought it seemed apropos for a chaos agent such as herself."

[doubledoctornocitrus]

Well, that's going to take some getting used to, that's for sure. "Well." How do you address a tiny, sentient zebra? "Nice to meet you. I'm, er, Rodney."

And that's...all Rodney says, blinking at Eris, then at Frank.

"You brought her to scavenge? Isn't that, I don't know, child endangerment? What do you normally do with her?"

[bellare]

Child endangerment, god that's a new one. "She's got keener eyes than me," he says flatly and Eris agrees with a little snort. Whether to his comment or Rodney's she doesn't specify as her stripes go back to just being stripes. "What are we looking for anyway, genius?" Said with affection and not any sort of derisiveness.