[ his french fries are precious. very important. so it's no surprise that as soon as aak makes like a feral little child (HIS feral child, mind you) that hung goes on the immediate defensive. especially because it's the bird headed lifeguards that swarm him, trying to reach around with their strangely muscular arms and their blunt but annoying beaks pecking at his hands. ]
H-hey! Get off! Get away!
[ swinging a fist, it catches one of the seagulls right in the jaw. or whatever a jaw is on them. it's enough to startle it, make it squawk, and then immediately retreat. the others do the same, realizing that it's not as easy to take food from TWO people versus one that looks... relatively defenseless, all things considered... ]
What's their problem? [ sighs, before turning his head slightly. ] You okay?
[ honestly he wishes he had his shield. maybe he can grab an improvised one later. ]
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H-hey! Get off! Get away!
[ swinging a fist, it catches one of the seagulls right in the jaw. or whatever a jaw is on them. it's enough to startle it, make it squawk, and then immediately retreat. the others do the same, realizing that it's not as easy to take food from TWO people versus one that looks... relatively defenseless, all things considered... ]
What's their problem? [ sighs, before turning his head slightly. ] You okay?
[ honestly he wishes he had his shield. maybe he can grab an improvised one later. ]