ᴏᴘᴇɴ ▸ with the world as my anchor.

[subsist]

WHO: Kaeya & you.
WHAT: Bird shenanigans and more.
WHERE: Various.
WHEN: All throughout Sekiseri.
WARNINGS: None, will update if needed. Only silly things allowed.

i. morning breeze.
achamoth

[ It's the beginning of a new month. Do you know where your Kaeya is at?

Rather than the charming, handsome young pirate that he is (no), he is reduced to a small bird, one that is growing increasingly confused and alarmed the longer this goes on. He doesn't know what's happening. He doesn't know how it happened. Why is he a bird? He was never able to do something like this before, so it makes no sense for him to suddenly wake up as a tiny feathered creature with no way to revert it all back.

This is bad. This is so bad that he can't even fly around, or chirp properly, or be a normal bird, but instead he is simply just. Jumping around on the floor to get from point A to point B, no matter where he is. Sometimes he might have figured out how to climb a desk or a chair, but most of the time, he is by your feet, desperately trying to get your attention.

Is he pecking at your shoe? Probably. Does he try to peck your fingers if you try to pick him up? Absolutely.

What's worse is when you catch him in a frenzied moment, because that's how you get your fingers frozen. A small burst of pure cryo energy originating from this tiny little thing is the culprit. Oops. At least he looks sorry about it — if a bird can look sorry, anyway. ]

ii. in flight.
achamoth / godsblood

[ After a while, and with a few lessons of how to be a bird under his wing (shut up, Candace!), Kaeya takes flight and allows himself to wander.

He doesn't have a particular destination in mind — only that it's somewhere far away from the Citadel. There are certain points where he stops in random areas within Achamoth, but for the most part, he's more interested in being further out. He goes past Venera, because he can't quite get over the heartache he experiences whenever he thinks about what happened there, and he isn't ready to step foot in that city just yet. Perhaps one day, he thinks, it will feel less impossible.

It takes some time, he's lost count of how many days along the way, but eventually, he reaches the city of Godsblood. There are far too many things to explore around here. First, he catches some well-needed rest, nesting somewhere hidden or somewhere in plain sight. Maybe it's by your window, on the awning of one of your favourite stalls, or even on a tree branch like most normal birds do. He's usually awake during the godawful hours of the morning, so here's hoping you don't mind the chirping.

If someone hasn't killed him by then, he'll be found everywhere else. Stealing your food. Divebombing you for fun. Nesting in your hair. No matter what, he's going to be a menace, and he can't be stopped.

(Please stop him.) ]

iii. state lines.
godsblood

[ During the days he spends as himself, he is a lot more discreet. Subtle. While he doesn't bother making use of glamours to hide who he is, he does wear a hood over his head to make himself less noticeable. It's chilly over here in Godsblood, so it isn't too strange to have an outsider try to bundle up. Or so he hopes. He isn't all that interested in causing a scene so he'll be mostly looking around, listening to conversations where he can.

And since this is Kaeya, you can most definitely find him in one of the bars, enjoying a drink or two. He'll usually be sitting at the furthest corner where he has a good view of the place, including whoever goes in and out. Is his back against the wall? Absolutely. Maybe someone is a little paranoid, but you can never be too careful.

It's better to be overly cautious than to be caught off guard when you least expect it. ]

iv. wildcard me, baby.

( ooc. i'm happy to write custom starters if none of these work. kaeya can also be seen around achamoth in various places, but he'll be on the move constantly. in godsblood, you're free to assume he could have flown into your room/shop/etc. as a bird, or you might catch him walking around the streets, observing people, taking notes. things like that! feel free to pm me, contact me on plurk, or ping me on discord if you'd like to chat more. 💜

ALSO!! as a general note, pls let me know if your character would likely use true sight to perceive that he's an aion. mostly for my own references. )

Comments

but what happens if they're both cute, do they just charm everyone in horos instead

[subsist]

[ One would think that the execution is what inspired them to turn into a more furry-fied version of themselves, as a means of coping and a way to find an escape. Who knows. At least they're both cute, and that both of them being blue gives away their identities to each other so they'll know who not to speak about this ever again. (Probably?)

That sneeze, though. Loud and sudden noise is enough to send the tiny bird flapping backwards, putting as much distance between the two of them as he possibly can. It's only when the puppy has recovered and borked at him that he reconsiders his approach, tiptoeing carefully so as not to trigger any sudden sounds.

The birb decides to chirp back, shrill and curious. His head tilts from side to side after his greeting, as if wondering what is a puppy like her doing all the way up here on a table. It seems like a strange place for two cute animals to meet up, but here they are anyway. ]

u rly saying stealing food and shitting on ppl's head is cute behaviour,

[expiera]

[Never speak of this again? When they are just borking and chirping back and forth at each other? It probably means a truce. Probably, right? Anyway, given how lively the mop of blue at her back had been enthusiastically wagging back and forth for a while now, the pubby is (probably) not aggressive. Her head does droop and she gives a small and hesitant whine at the birb suddenly flyjumping away, but once it's obvious he hasn't lost his balance and is doing just fine, it takes about 0.1 second for her to perk up and resume happy bleping once more.

...

Like, right back @ u? A table isn't where birbs are normally found on! She borks once again, a little less loud this time, then turns to look out the nearest window. Then back at him again, and her droopy ears twitch a little as if flapping. Isn't the weather nice out for a flight? ☀]

hey... no one is pooping on people's heads!!!

[subsist]

[ With every bork, there is a chirp in response. It's definitely a truce now.

He glances over to the window before looking back at the pubby again. The blep and tail wagging help with easing out whatever tension that's left in his tiny birb body, feathers ruffling to show that he's happy too. What ends up making him "sad" is when she implies that maybe he ought to be flying? He shows why this is a sad thing: with his wings spread, he gives them a lil' flap and... nothing.

He can't fly yet. :( Still needs to get used to having new limbs. It's weird. You'd think it just comes naturally, but since he missed the baby bird stage... Well. That's why he's stuck up here on the table.

Now— his head tilts at the pubby again. Back to the pubby. What is a pubby like you doing up here? Isn't it better to chase your tail outdoors? ]