“Yes I have been it’s like I said. I wish for the sea not to claim more souls, if I can save them. That and you’re not the only boat I fallow. I fallow many it is the only one mind you I have been spotted. So congratulations.” He purred out as her gently placed her on the ladder and dived under the water.

A gentle shimmer as he shifted and them leaped out of the water up to the boat. A red Jumper, brown pants and goggles adorn his body. As two wings sit firm behind him now waiting on the boat for its captain.

There was much cheering from the crew and mugs of alcohol proffered towards Grian. Hot toddys, warm spiced rums and steaming mulled wines to banish the chill from anyone's bones. Juniper climbed back on deck and had one such drink pushed into her hand.

They leaned lazily against the banister, pausing to take an appreciative swig from the piping hot drink. Grian was looked over by Juniper with an inquisitive gaze. "I am VERY certain this is a question you get a LOT, but what manner of creature are you to be able to do-" A gesture was made at the legs that were not there before, "THAT?"

"Ah your meaning the shape changed. I am something you humans have yet to be able to grasp. Take this for example." He says walking over and grabbing an empty mug as a purplish mist calmly covered it. Lowering it to the water below them and coming back filled with sea water.

"Now your probably thinking. Oh it's mearly salty sea water right?" *He flotes the mug to where the water was out of sight.* "Captain your hands out please?."

@accidentalhollowingofthewind

“Yes I have been it’s like I said. I wish for the sea not to claim more souls, if I can save them. That and you’re not the only boat I fallow. I fallow many it is the only one mind you I have been spotted. So congratulations.” He purred out as her gently placed her on the ladder and dived under the water.

A gentle shimmer as he shifted and them leaped out of the water up to the boat. A red Jumper, brown pants and goggles adorn his body. As two wings sit firm behind him now waiting on the boat for its captain.

There was much cheering from the crew and mugs of alcohol proffered towards Grian. Hot toddys, warm spiced rums and steaming mulled wines to banish the chill from anyone's bones. Juniper climbed back on deck and had one such drink pushed into her hand.

They leaned lazily against the banister, pausing to take an appreciative swig from the piping hot drink. Grian was looked over by Juniper with an inquisitive gaze. "I am VERY certain this is a question you get a LOT, but what manner of creature are you to be able to do-" A gesture was made at the legs that were not there before, "THAT?"

"Ah your meaning the shape changed. I am something you humans have yet to be able to grasp. Take this for example." He says walking over and grabbing an empty mug as a purplish mist calmly covered it. Lowering it to the water below them and coming back filled with sea water.

"Now your probably thinking. Oh it's mearly salty sea water right?" *He flotes the mug to where the water was out of sight.* "Captain your hands out please?."

Grian looks at them and calmly surfaces shifting to look human but where ears should be where wings. “A while saved a few of your men who where to drunk to swim back to your boat. Just making sure the sea has no new souls.” He says a British accent greets them as he talks.

“Now let’s get you back to the ladder and your crew.” He spoke sinking under the water as larger paws gently wrap around them. Silk soft fur and warm paw pads meat there cloths much different then the icey cold water surrounding them.

"Ooooh a limey are you?" It was honestly impressive how wide and toothy the pirate captain's grin could get. It was like every single thing about this interaction down to the very air they breathed brought some sort of amusement.

"Caaareful there with those hands! If I were a proper lady, I could get offended!" Joking glee filled their voice, dramatically drawing a hand to their chest to mimic the action of a noble woman clutching ones pearls. "In all seriousness- you HAVE been following us have you not? My crew have been talking about these RUMORS about something trailing when we have our parties."

“Yes I have been it’s like I said. I wish for the sea not to claim more souls, if I can save them. That and you’re not the only boat I fallow. I fallow many it is the only one mind you I have been spotted. So congratulations.” He purred out as her gently placed her on the ladder and dived under the water.

A gentle shimmer as he shifted and them leaped out of the water up to the boat. A red Jumper, brown pants and goggles adorn his body. As two wings sit firm behind him now waiting on the boat for its captain.

// @accidentalhollowingofthewind

Grian looks at them and calmly surfaces shifting to look human but where ears should be where wings. “A while saved a few of your men who where to drunk to swim back to your boat. Just making sure the sea has no new souls.” He says a British accent greets them as he talks.

“Now let’s get you back to the ladder and your crew.” He spoke sinking under the water as larger paws gently wrap around them. Silk soft fur and warm paw pads meat there cloths much different then the icey cold water surrounding them.

"Ooooh a limey are you?" It was honestly impressive how wide and toothy the pirate captain's grin could get. It was like every single thing about this interaction down to the very air they breathed brought some sort of amusement.

"Caaareful there with those hands! If I were a proper lady, I could get offended!" Joking glee filled their voice, dramatically drawing a hand to their chest to mimic the action of a noble woman clutching ones pearls. "In all seriousness- you HAVE been following us have you not? My crew have been talking about these RUMORS about something trailing when we have our parties."

“Yes I have been it’s like I said. I wish for the sea not to claim more souls, if I can save them. That and you’re not the only boat I fallow. I fallow many it is the only one mind you I have been spotted. So congratulations.” He purred out as her gently placed her on the ladder and dived under the water.

A gentle shimmer as he shifted and them leaped out of the water up to the boat. A red Jumper, brown pants and goggles adorn his body. As two wings sit firm behind him now waiting on the boat for its captain.

As soon as he hurd them call out to them his vivid purple eyes looked at them going to slits as a furry body swam under the water. Longer than one of the ores that row the ship. Firery red, ocean blue and sun yellow wings littered in pairs along the body as dark brown fur coated the rest making it hard to see the full length of the beast under the water.

The beast swam to the other side watching the ship hiding its wings to bled in the water.

Hilpert, the ship gunner, floundered a bit upon being released but thankfully was just pushed close enough to grasp onto the rope ladder and drunkenly climb up.

An exchange in german between Hilpert and Juniper followed, with the captain questioning him on if he'd seen that... well, not a human but clearly human like creature before. Hilpert nodded, and upon Juniper's realizing the rumors amongst crewmates had indeed been true, their curiosity spiked into action.

"HALT THE SAILS! STOP MOVEMENT! I want to FIND this person who has been tailing us." With a grin, the pirate captain looked around the dark watery depths before getting called over by another crewmate on the other side of the ship.

Following where the crewmate's hand was pointing, Juniper spotted him again. With a toothy grin, they shed their captain's coat and the heaviest of accessories and threw themselves overboard to get closer.

"HALLO! Been following us have you?" With an air of overconfidence, Juniper added on, "You CAN try to swim away again but I believe you will find I am QUITE the swimmer."

Grian looks at them and calmly surfaces shifting to look human but where ears should be where wings. “A while saved a few of your men who where to drunk to swim back to your boat. Just making sure the sea has no new souls.” He says a British accent greets them as he talks.

“Now let’s get you back to the ladder and your crew.” He spoke sinking under the water as larger paws gently wrap around them. Silk soft fur and warm paw pads meat there cloths much different then the icey cold water surrounding them.

{closed starter for @grian-rp }

If there's one thing to be noted about pirates, it's that they tend to have wild parties. Even more so for the crew of the Crooked Star.

Parties, shanties night, fireworks, plays and more. Captain Juniper took great pains to ensure that the crew of the Crooked Star was well cared for and entertained. A happy crew was one that worked well together.

In the frequent chaos of the Crooked Star's festivities, it wasn't uncommon for people to get tossed overboard. A game was made of it even! And so when Captain Juniper heard reports of someone helping the crew mates be fished out of the ocean and put back on board, it wasn't paid attention to. Until the night that Juniper saw it themselves.

There wasn't anything particularly out of the ordinary on this party. Things were as chaotic as ever, they'd just blown up a pier after robbing some nobleman of everything in his manor, including the wine cellar, so celebrations were in order. The captain laughed uproariously, watching the lights of the fires in the distance and drinking from a bottle of stolen spirits.

One of the ship gunners had lost some game and was tossed overboard as a result. Juniper tilted their head, watching as the man thrashed, wondering how long it'd take for him to gather his bearings and swim back towards the rope ladder that'd been lowered. It was then that they saw... something odd. Someone had emerged from the waters to grab the ship gunner and was pushing him towards said ladder.

"HALLOOOOO! YOU DOWN THERE!" Juniper called out and waved off the ship gunner when he looked up. "NEIN, NOT YOU HILPERT! THAT PERSON CARRYING YOU- I DO NOT RECOGNIZE HIM. WHO ARE YOU?"

As soon as he hurd them call out to them his vivid purple eyes looked at them going to slits as a furry body swam under the water. Longer than one of the ores that row the ship. Firery red, ocean blue and sun yellow wings littered in pairs along the body as dark brown fur coated the rest making it hard to see the full length of the beast under the water.

The beast swam to the other side watching the ship hiding its wings to bled in the water.

"Hey I am here to keep up on the maps and check up on you." He chirps out warmly his wings puffed up and a mess.

Checking up on me? That's... That's really sweet, actually. Thanks mate. Uh, come in! Relax for a bit.

He opened the door wide, allowing Brian enough space to come in.

He calmly walks inside looking around.

"Of course I always make sure friends are doing good. Also sorry for the messy room hit a tree earlier."

He coos out calmly looking at him calmly

Awh, don't worry about it. There's been worse messes in this place. How's map creating going for you?

"Doing good got most of beach city. The fnaf area the no theme area and working on the fnf area. Seems the demention likes to keep themes together." *He says bring out his map.*

...fnf? Fnaf? What...? I thought I knew all about this place, are there like... Other factions??

"Many more beach city is where most Steven's and gem inhabitants live. New grounds is for boyfriends and girlfriend and people like them. Pizza Town as I call it has many pizzarias and main in habits are animatronics. Then no man's land where I live it is a combination of many theme's. I think the dementon is doing this to make are relocation here somewhat easier." *He calmly explained every area he listed he pointed to his wings tight to his back as if worried.*

Boyfriends and... Girlfriends? Dementon?? Woah woah woah, how many different places are... Here? It's just been Stevens for a while and the occasional other universe, how many others are there? And what the hell is a Dementon??

"Many. And Demention's are where people normally reside. Many differences can take place. Take mine and yours. Your demention has living gems and humans. Mine has watcher's, hybrid, humans, and aliens there are many differences as well." *He calmly says bring out a map of beach city and hermitcraft. *

Ohh, oh, dimension, sorry mate, I misheard you for a second. That's... Well, there's a lot here that I clearly haven't seen... I genuinely thought I've seen... Well, almost everything. This is surprising news to me. Dya know anyone from the other places? I think I've met Sun and Moon... And uh... Some other people?

"Not many have talked to me but I know many people are here." *He calmly explained.*

Damn... That's... Crazy, I... I can't believe I've been here so long and I'm still finding new stuff about this place, heh... So which place dya think your favourite is?

"I'm not sure. We could be sitting here and a whole new area pop up. It's very strange." *He says looking at the map. Soon a small hum comes from his mouth.*

Have you ever like... Witness an area appear? I feel like that would be interesting. Horrendously difficult to time, but... It would be interesting.

"No I haven't seen an area pop in. That closest thing to it would be when the hermits move up in a "season" I monitor the world as it's created to make sure nothing goes buggy." *He calmly explained at he pulled a twig out of his wing and in a instant 8n turned to a pencil.*

wOAH- How- how did you do that??

*He looks at him and offered him the pencil.* "I'm a watcher. I can make things destroy things so yeah can do stuff like this."

A watcher? What, like... Like an anon??

"Kinda. Anon magic is chaos and wild. Watcher's has to be practiced and trained to listen to it's user. If not it goes roge and will return to nothingness." *He calmly explained.*

Huh... Does that mean you can do the curses and whatever? Can... You learn to be a watcher??

"I could but don't like to and yes you can but there's prices." *She says griping his wings.*

Huh.

He was tempted to ask the prices to take, although considering the reaction... Perhaps not.

Have you? Cursed someone, I mean.

"No some one I knew was." *he says as he dug through his bag and brought out a picture of a younger blonde wingless him and another person.*

Ah. Uh... What's their name?

"Taurtis. He was cursed by the watchers. Bound to a doomed world." *He looks down sadly.* "I'm still looking for him."

Oh... I'm sorry, man. It's rough. If you uh... Ever need help looking, I'm here for you.

He put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. He knows how hard it can be searching for someone, and being unaware whether they're alive or dead or even... In the place you're searching for.

"Thanks I will see about taking you with me on Tuesday. Now any other questions?"

...don't think so. Sorry, I've been awfully nosy. If you have any questions for me, I don't mind asking. It's only fair.

"Don't be ashamed for asking. I didn't get angry now did I? Also I'm curious if you have ever felt what another Steven did." *He calmly says gently placing a hard on his shoulder. *

Uh... Sorry? I don't seem to understand the question.

He smiled a tad bit awkwardly, unsure how to answer.

"Well there are several Steven's here. I wondered if when one of you gets hurt to you all feel it or is in just to the one?" *he asks calmly preening his feathers calmly. *

Oh! Oh, yeah, no, only one person feels that. Just cuz we're all the same... Concept(?) we're all individuals, so. It would be a tad strange if we could all feel it. Interdimensional pain seems inconvenient as hell.

He laughed a little at his own weird joke. If you could call it that.

"Hmm guess you have a point." *He says softly as he was working out a thick branch.*

Oh, uh, you've been here a while. Dya want something to eat? Or drink? Even like a glass of water?

He thought he should be a better host than he currently is being.

*He smiles warmly.* "A glass of water would be lovely."

Great! Okay.

He retreated to the kitchen, before returning. Very crisp water. Yum yum. He placed it on a nearby table, taking a seat.

*He watched him and calmly drank some of it.* "Hey you want to help me with the back of my wings?"

Oh, uh, sure!

He has some experience with wings anyways considering Crow sometimes needs help maintaining his.

What's up?

“Just need to get the leaves and sticks out of them” *He says softly spreading his wings.*

Oh, sure.

He started to gently weed through all the natural items residing in his wings. How'd this much stuff even get here?

*He was going through the front side calmly.*

He's not entirely sure if there's anything else he can talk about to keep the conversation going. Hopefully one of them breaks the silence... Or maybe they're okay with it. If that's the case then there's nothing to worry about.

*He looks at him.* "These where the price by the way. Pluse some other stuff but that was for myself. "

Oh, the uh... The wings? I wouldn't call that such a bad thing. They're quite nice.

"Yeah but I constantly need to clean them." *Grian explained. *

Ehh, not the end of the world. I could think of a million things worse than dirty wings. When was the last time you did clean these though? Not in a mean way, I'm just, uh, genuinely curious.

“Since I cleaned them after my first and only death so far here.” *He calmly explained.*

Ah, jeez... Sorry you had to go through that... But hey, one death! That's uh, that's not too bad, heh...

“oh I had plenty more before I came here.” *Grian says softly.*

...oh, uh... Did you have a... A similar system back in your universe?

"Yeah we loose all items on us and respond the last pace we slept." *He calmly says showing a mini hologram of the system as he talked.*

Oh, that's cool. The hologram system, I mean. Did it... Uh... Hurt? Is it like... The same?

"Oh yeah if it's really bad it can leave scars." *He says rasing his sleeves to so burn marks bite marks and one that seems to show is arm had been cut off at one time.*

He sucked air through his teeth upon seeing the scars. It looked painful.

I didn't really think other places could have a respawn system, yknow. That always felt very... Uh... Otherworldly, to me.

"Well when you fight the undead,other worldly beings and dragons you kinda need one. That and other beings like yourself make you play a death game." *He says bluntly. *

Dude, you've fought DRAGONS?? You've had an infinitely cooler life than I have, my lord.

...sorry, I'm realising that's probably really insensitive, considering... Uh, sorry. But that's... Still quite cool.

"Nah your fine. That and you really don't have to worry about hurting my feelings. Oh and for your world. What is it like?" *He asks calmly wrapping his preened wing around him.*

Well, I'm... Gonna worry about hurting your feelings. You're a friend now. And, uh... I mean, it's not that interesting. Or maybe it is? It seems less interesting to dragons and stuff. How much do you know about the Steven Universe... Uh... Universes?

"All I know is that you have gems in your body's." *He says softly his wing curled around lav and giving off a gentle heat.*

Ah. Hm. Well, there's an awful lot to get through, then. I dunno how different I am to others if I'm entirely honest, although I'm an amethyst. Most Stevens typically have... Uh... Rose Quartz as their gem. There's a bunch of alien wars and a sorta... Disease? Thing? Called corruption. I mean, we sorted it out, but it's... It's hard to explain? If there's anything exact you wanna know about, I don't mind talking about it, but uh... I don't think I could explain EVERYTHING well enough.

"Rose quartz? I had one say he was a pink Dimond. And it's okay not to know everything. Hmm how about you hobbys? Would that be easier?" Grian asks softly. Seems dad mode is on.

He sucked through his teeth at the first sentence.

Yeah, uh... It's confusing. Pink Diamond faked her death to be Rose Quartz. Some of the Stevens don't know that. And uh... Pink diamond doesn't really exist since... She's staying as Rose Quartz, yknow? Uh, hobbies, hobbies... I like to read? Uh, I don't really do much. I like playing music. Play games. I dunno, I just sorta pick stuff up and start doing it. Uh, what about you?

He nods and thinks.

"I build, fly and map stuff." He explained calmly.

"Hey I am here to keep up on the maps and check up on you." He chirps out warmly his wings puffed up and a mess.

Checking up on me? That's... That's really sweet, actually. Thanks mate. Uh, come in! Relax for a bit.

He opened the door wide, allowing Brian enough space to come in.

He calmly walks inside looking around.

"Of course I always make sure friends are doing good. Also sorry for the messy room hit a tree earlier."

He coos out calmly looking at him calmly

Awh, don't worry about it. There's been worse messes in this place. How's map creating going for you?

"Doing good got most of beach city. The fnaf area the no theme area and working on the fnf area. Seems the demention likes to keep themes together." *He says bring out his map.*

...fnf? Fnaf? What...? I thought I knew all about this place, are there like... Other factions??

"Many more beach city is where most Steven's and gem inhabitants live. New grounds is for boyfriends and girlfriend and people like them. Pizza Town as I call it has many pizzarias and main in habits are animatronics. Then no man's land where I live it is a combination of many theme's. I think the dementon is doing this to make are relocation here somewhat easier." *He calmly explained every area he listed he pointed to his wings tight to his back as if worried.*

Boyfriends and... Girlfriends? Dementon?? Woah woah woah, how many different places are... Here? It's just been Stevens for a while and the occasional other universe, how many others are there? And what the hell is a Dementon??

"Many. And Demention's are where people normally reside. Many differences can take place. Take mine and yours. Your demention has living gems and humans. Mine has watcher's, hybrid, humans, and aliens there are many differences as well." *He calmly says bring out a map of beach city and hermitcraft. *

Ohh, oh, dimension, sorry mate, I misheard you for a second. That's... Well, there's a lot here that I clearly haven't seen... I genuinely thought I've seen... Well, almost everything. This is surprising news to me. Dya know anyone from the other places? I think I've met Sun and Moon... And uh... Some other people?

"Not many have talked to me but I know many people are here." *He calmly explained.*

Damn... That's... Crazy, I... I can't believe I've been here so long and I'm still finding new stuff about this place, heh... So which place dya think your favourite is?

"I'm not sure. We could be sitting here and a whole new area pop up. It's very strange." *He says looking at the map. Soon a small hum comes from his mouth.*

Have you ever like... Witness an area appear? I feel like that would be interesting. Horrendously difficult to time, but... It would be interesting.

"No I haven't seen an area pop in. That closest thing to it would be when the hermits move up in a "season" I monitor the world as it's created to make sure nothing goes buggy." *He calmly explained at he pulled a twig out of his wing and in a instant 8n turned to a pencil.*

wOAH- How- how did you do that??

*He looks at him and offered him the pencil.* "I'm a watcher. I can make things destroy things so yeah can do stuff like this."

A watcher? What, like... Like an anon??

"Kinda. Anon magic is chaos and wild. Watcher's has to be practiced and trained to listen to it's user. If not it goes roge and will return to nothingness." *He calmly explained.*

Huh... Does that mean you can do the curses and whatever? Can... You learn to be a watcher??

"I could but don't like to and yes you can but there's prices." *She says griping his wings.*

Huh.

He was tempted to ask the prices to take, although considering the reaction... Perhaps not.

Have you? Cursed someone, I mean.

"No some one I knew was." *he says as he dug through his bag and brought out a picture of a younger blonde wingless him and another person.*

Ah. Uh... What's their name?

"Taurtis. He was cursed by the watchers. Bound to a doomed world." *He looks down sadly.* "I'm still looking for him."

Oh... I'm sorry, man. It's rough. If you uh... Ever need help looking, I'm here for you.

He put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. He knows how hard it can be searching for someone, and being unaware whether they're alive or dead or even... In the place you're searching for.

"Thanks I will see about taking you with me on Tuesday. Now any other questions?"

...don't think so. Sorry, I've been awfully nosy. If you have any questions for me, I don't mind asking. It's only fair.

"Don't be ashamed for asking. I didn't get angry now did I? Also I'm curious if you have ever felt what another Steven did." *He calmly says gently placing a hard on his shoulder. *

Uh... Sorry? I don't seem to understand the question.

He smiled a tad bit awkwardly, unsure how to answer.

"Well there are several Steven's here. I wondered if when one of you gets hurt to you all feel it or is in just to the one?" *he asks calmly preening his feathers calmly. *

Oh! Oh, yeah, no, only one person feels that. Just cuz we're all the same... Concept(?) we're all individuals, so. It would be a tad strange if we could all feel it. Interdimensional pain seems inconvenient as hell.

He laughed a little at his own weird joke. If you could call it that.

"Hmm guess you have a point." *He says softly as he was working out a thick branch.*

Oh, uh, you've been here a while. Dya want something to eat? Or drink? Even like a glass of water?

He thought he should be a better host than he currently is being.

*He smiles warmly.* "A glass of water would be lovely."

Great! Okay.

He retreated to the kitchen, before returning. Very crisp water. Yum yum. He placed it on a nearby table, taking a seat.

*He watched him and calmly drank some of it.* "Hey you want to help me with the back of my wings?"

Oh, uh, sure!

He has some experience with wings anyways considering Crow sometimes needs help maintaining his.

What's up?

“Just need to get the leaves and sticks out of them” *He says softly spreading his wings.*

Oh, sure.

He started to gently weed through all the natural items residing in his wings. How'd this much stuff even get here?

*He was going through the front side calmly.*

He's not entirely sure if there's anything else he can talk about to keep the conversation going. Hopefully one of them breaks the silence... Or maybe they're okay with it. If that's the case then there's nothing to worry about.

*He looks at him.* "These where the price by the way. Pluse some other stuff but that was for myself. "

Oh, the uh... The wings? I wouldn't call that such a bad thing. They're quite nice.

"Yeah but I constantly need to clean them." *Grian explained. *

Ehh, not the end of the world. I could think of a million things worse than dirty wings. When was the last time you did clean these though? Not in a mean way, I'm just, uh, genuinely curious.

“Since I cleaned them after my first and only death so far here.” *He calmly explained.*

Ah, jeez... Sorry you had to go through that... But hey, one death! That's uh, that's not too bad, heh...

“oh I had plenty more before I came here.” *Grian says softly.*

...oh, uh... Did you have a... A similar system back in your universe?

"Yeah we loose all items on us and respond the last pace we slept." *He calmly says showing a mini hologram of the system as he talked.*

Oh, that's cool. The hologram system, I mean. Did it... Uh... Hurt? Is it like... The same?

"Oh yeah if it's really bad it can leave scars." *He says rasing his sleeves to so burn marks bite marks and one that seems to show is arm had been cut off at one time.*

He sucked air through his teeth upon seeing the scars. It looked painful.

I didn't really think other places could have a respawn system, yknow. That always felt very... Uh... Otherworldly, to me.

"Well when you fight the undead,other worldly beings and dragons you kinda need one. That and other beings like yourself make you play a death game." *He says bluntly. *

Dude, you've fought DRAGONS?? You've had an infinitely cooler life than I have, my lord.

...sorry, I'm realising that's probably really insensitive, considering... Uh, sorry. But that's... Still quite cool.

"Nah your fine. That and you really don't have to worry about hurting my feelings. Oh and for your world. What is it like?" *He asks calmly wrapping his preened wing around him.*

Well, I'm... Gonna worry about hurting your feelings. You're a friend now. And, uh... I mean, it's not that interesting. Or maybe it is? It seems less interesting to dragons and stuff. How much do you know about the Steven Universe... Uh... Universes?

"All I know is that you have gems in your body's." *He says softly his wing curled around lav and giving off a gentle heat.*

Ah. Hm. Well, there's an awful lot to get through, then. I dunno how different I am to others if I'm entirely honest, although I'm an amethyst. Most Stevens typically have... Uh... Rose Quartz as their gem. There's a bunch of alien wars and a sorta... Disease? Thing? Called corruption. I mean, we sorted it out, but it's... It's hard to explain? If there's anything exact you wanna know about, I don't mind talking about it, but uh... I don't think I could explain EVERYTHING well enough.

"Rose quartz? I had one say he was a pink Dimond. And it's okay not to know everything. Hmm how about you hobbys? Would that be easier?" Grian asks softly. Seems dad mode is on.

RP Advice:

Don't be impatient.

Like I've been before.

See, when an RP partner agrees to roleplay with you, do not push your luck. Wait for them, until they're ready to respond to any roleplay starters or what-have-you that you've sent them.

You may have to wait a while, but trust me, it'll be worth it.

The only exception to this advice that I can think of is if someone says in their rules or on their blog that they do, in fact, need reminders and that you should send them reminders.

Other than that, please wait for them, no matter how long it takes.

It's also not a good idea to chat with someone too often, or if you do chat with them a lot, it's better not to initiate unless you're certain they won't mind. Otherwise, it'll seem like you're trying to manipulate them into replying faster. I learned that the hard way.

EDIT: (BTW, you have my permission to reblog this.)

"Hey I am here to keep up on the maps and check up on you." He chirps out warmly his wings puffed up and a mess.

Checking up on me? That's... That's really sweet, actually. Thanks mate. Uh, come in! Relax for a bit.

He opened the door wide, allowing Brian enough space to come in.

He calmly walks inside looking around.

"Of course I always make sure friends are doing good. Also sorry for the messy room hit a tree earlier."

He coos out calmly looking at him calmly

Awh, don't worry about it. There's been worse messes in this place. How's map creating going for you?

"Doing good got most of beach city. The fnaf area the no theme area and working on the fnf area. Seems the demention likes to keep themes together." *He says bring out his map.*

...fnf? Fnaf? What...? I thought I knew all about this place, are there like... Other factions??

"Many more beach city is where most Steven's and gem inhabitants live. New grounds is for boyfriends and girlfriend and people like them. Pizza Town as I call it has many pizzarias and main in habits are animatronics. Then no man's land where I live it is a combination of many theme's. I think the dementon is doing this to make are relocation here somewhat easier." *He calmly explained every area he listed he pointed to his wings tight to his back as if worried.*

Boyfriends and... Girlfriends? Dementon?? Woah woah woah, how many different places are... Here? It's just been Stevens for a while and the occasional other universe, how many others are there? And what the hell is a Dementon??

"Many. And Demention's are where people normally reside. Many differences can take place. Take mine and yours. Your demention has living gems and humans. Mine has watcher's, hybrid, humans, and aliens there are many differences as well." *He calmly says bring out a map of beach city and hermitcraft. *

Ohh, oh, dimension, sorry mate, I misheard you for a second. That's... Well, there's a lot here that I clearly haven't seen... I genuinely thought I've seen... Well, almost everything. This is surprising news to me. Dya know anyone from the other places? I think I've met Sun and Moon... And uh... Some other people?

"Not many have talked to me but I know many people are here." *He calmly explained.*

Damn... That's... Crazy, I... I can't believe I've been here so long and I'm still finding new stuff about this place, heh... So which place dya think your favourite is?

"I'm not sure. We could be sitting here and a whole new area pop up. It's very strange." *He says looking at the map. Soon a small hum comes from his mouth.*

Have you ever like... Witness an area appear? I feel like that would be interesting. Horrendously difficult to time, but... It would be interesting.

"No I haven't seen an area pop in. That closest thing to it would be when the hermits move up in a "season" I monitor the world as it's created to make sure nothing goes buggy." *He calmly explained at he pulled a twig out of his wing and in a instant 8n turned to a pencil.*

wOAH- How- how did you do that??

*He looks at him and offered him the pencil.* "I'm a watcher. I can make things destroy things so yeah can do stuff like this."

A watcher? What, like... Like an anon??

"Kinda. Anon magic is chaos and wild. Watcher's has to be practiced and trained to listen to it's user. If not it goes roge and will return to nothingness." *He calmly explained.*

Huh... Does that mean you can do the curses and whatever? Can... You learn to be a watcher??

"I could but don't like to and yes you can but there's prices." *She says griping his wings.*

Huh.

He was tempted to ask the prices to take, although considering the reaction... Perhaps not.

Have you? Cursed someone, I mean.

"No some one I knew was." *he says as he dug through his bag and brought out a picture of a younger blonde wingless him and another person.*

Ah. Uh... What's their name?

"Taurtis. He was cursed by the watchers. Bound to a doomed world." *He looks down sadly.* "I'm still looking for him."

Oh... I'm sorry, man. It's rough. If you uh... Ever need help looking, I'm here for you.

He put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. He knows how hard it can be searching for someone, and being unaware whether they're alive or dead or even... In the place you're searching for.

"Thanks I will see about taking you with me on Tuesday. Now any other questions?"

...don't think so. Sorry, I've been awfully nosy. If you have any questions for me, I don't mind asking. It's only fair.

"Don't be ashamed for asking. I didn't get angry now did I? Also I'm curious if you have ever felt what another Steven did." *He calmly says gently placing a hard on his shoulder. *

Uh... Sorry? I don't seem to understand the question.

He smiled a tad bit awkwardly, unsure how to answer.

"Well there are several Steven's here. I wondered if when one of you gets hurt to you all feel it or is in just to the one?" *he asks calmly preening his feathers calmly. *

Oh! Oh, yeah, no, only one person feels that. Just cuz we're all the same... Concept(?) we're all individuals, so. It would be a tad strange if we could all feel it. Interdimensional pain seems inconvenient as hell.

He laughed a little at his own weird joke. If you could call it that.

"Hmm guess you have a point." *He says softly as he was working out a thick branch.*

Oh, uh, you've been here a while. Dya want something to eat? Or drink? Even like a glass of water?

He thought he should be a better host than he currently is being.

*He smiles warmly.* "A glass of water would be lovely."

Great! Okay.

He retreated to the kitchen, before returning. Very crisp water. Yum yum. He placed it on a nearby table, taking a seat.

*He watched him and calmly drank some of it.* "Hey you want to help me with the back of my wings?"

Oh, uh, sure!

He has some experience with wings anyways considering Crow sometimes needs help maintaining his.

What's up?

“Just need to get the leaves and sticks out of them” *He says softly spreading his wings.*

Oh, sure.

He started to gently weed through all the natural items residing in his wings. How'd this much stuff even get here?

*He was going through the front side calmly.*

He's not entirely sure if there's anything else he can talk about to keep the conversation going. Hopefully one of them breaks the silence... Or maybe they're okay with it. If that's the case then there's nothing to worry about.

*He looks at him.* "These where the price by the way. Pluse some other stuff but that was for myself. "

Oh, the uh... The wings? I wouldn't call that such a bad thing. They're quite nice.

"Yeah but I constantly need to clean them." *Grian explained. *

Ehh, not the end of the world. I could think of a million things worse than dirty wings. When was the last time you did clean these though? Not in a mean way, I'm just, uh, genuinely curious.