username + id: Griff 254592
chicoon being used:
Tristan weapon of choice: Rusty Sword
stay or go back to the snow shoveling site? stay
prompt: Tristan stretched out a hand towards Armageddon, bowing his head. "Nice to meet you," he says. "And yeah I am here to well, see things for myself. Help, where I can. Bring back any knowledge too. I was... helping take down the barrier and feel responsible for whatever happens next." He sighs out, his wings flapping nervously.
"Anyways I-" He stops as the pair get defensive, and looks towards the pair of emerging chicoons. "Wait, zombie? Like what you see in the movies?" He swallows hard, wings flapping rapidly. There were times in his exploring career he wondered what he got himself into. This was definitely one of those times. He pulls out his rusty sword, picking a spot to stand beside the Mockingbird and Armageddon.
"H-hello! My name is Tristan and we don't want any trouble!" He says, trying to use the same tactics as he had before. But the rusty blade stays in his hands this time, nerves making his wings keep fluttering. "Please just... be on your way!"