Eri
Celestia
Duvet armour: less effective than hoped
Morgan
Castle Celestia
Caution, Poking Blankets may cause issues...
So I didn't take a seat... I leaned on wall next to... a giant pile of blankets.
"Come on Morgan you can do this." I think to myself. "Resist the urge..."
I mean there's a goddess's goddess standing like a few feet from and someone wrapped up in so many blankets, that they're either trying make a weapon to surpass BLANKET GEAR, or just look like Randy from a Christmas Story.
"Hahahaha..."
I can't help but let a low chuckle out at either images as my hand slowly extends the index finger.
"No don't poke BLANKET GEAR SAHALANTHROPUS... Your better than this Morgan... I mean it's not like I'm going Scott Farkus this... Kid? Shit they could be older than me, wallowing in their own bewilderment or just passed out. Hopefully passed out. I mean shit, I would too if the whole evil on the distant horizon wasn't at the semi forefront of my mind."
Mat hand unconsciously moves closer to the approximate head of the mass of blankets.
"Okay, I mean I get it. You know the proverbial main chassis of A has been swapped in record time with Chassis B, but I mean Chassis B comes with immortality? Yeah lets go with that and I'm totally equating gender changes with car parts! Stop brain, just stop and what else can you think that's in poor taste?"
My hand, which had at this moment been placing itself precariously close to blanket girl's suspected cranium choose that moment to poke it...
Caught up in my own self-pity and recriminations at my cowardice, as well as my attempts to reassure myself back to a more normal emotional state, I failed to notice the girl who approached me, or hear their chuckle. No, the first sign I had that someone was trying to get my attention was a part of my duvet to the side of my head suddenly bulging inwards. Not really realising what it was, I swivelled my head towards the bulge in vague curiosity-
I stop my internal diatribe, stare at the indent in the blankets, at my finger, the indent again, everyone else, and then the blanket before pausing.
"In for a penny, in for a pound..."
I poke the blankets again.
@NSMS
-and as a result found my duvet suddenly deforming right into my eye, as Morgan unknowingly poked directly into it.
"Blerk!" I yelled in startled pain, my left arm flying up to knock away the intruding finger as I stepped back from the malicious poker of blankets. Or at least, that was I
tried to do as old reflexes that had never quite faded kicked in, but unfortunately those reflexes had never been trained to account for being tightly wrapped up in a duvet. As a result, instead of performing a rising block and creating some distance between me and the person who'd invaded my personal space I instead pulled myself off balance, trod on a trailing end of duvet that I immediately yanked out from under myself, and fell over backwards.
smack
And because of where I was standing, immediately hit the back of my head against the wall behind me before tumbling to the floor in an uncoordinated heap.
thud
"Owww..." I moaned from the ground, my eyes screwed tightly shut as I rubbed the back of my head. Truthfully, the stumble and fall hadn't actually hurt all that much, but it was something of a tradition and habit of mine to overact in this sort situation.
'But anyway, what was that?' I wondered, slowly pushing myself up into a sitting position and rubbing the eye that had been poked with the back of my hand. Why had my duvet suddenly and traitorously poked me in the eye? Frowning, I rubbed my stinging eye twice more, before finally opening my eyes and looking up...
'...oh.' I thought, my gaze immediately snapping back down from the face of the girl looming over me to her feet, a massive blush appearing on my face as I snatched up the edges of my duvet from where it had spread out around me during my fall and wrapped it back around my shoulders.
