Post by Iriel Parker on Jun 5, 2015 3:25:59 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUN
All we need is someone to lean on
There was two things that Iriel hated more then anything else in this world, well, beyond Asshats. Frist, he hated the cold. Cold was evil and should not exist in any form. The snow? Nope! Air condition can burn in hell, fans could be ripped from ceilings and he should be given all the blankets on the face of the blanket. He just hated the cold and would be happy in over 100 degree weather!
Secondly, he hated the rain which also went hand in hand with the cold. Rain meant cold, wet, and overall being annoyed. Now, combine both together and you would get a very sick, dead, or annoyed phoenix. A fine example of this could be found in one of the school bathrooms. Today was a rather stormy afternoon and poor Iriel had been caught in the rain. He was soaked to the bone, cold, annoyed, and shivering. In fact, he was so goddamn cold that he reverted into bird form.
Which now meant there was a large black and purple tinted bird in the bathroom. The large bird was sitting directly on a bench that did not belong in the bathroom and the hand blow drier was activated. The hot air blasted down on his feathers and sent water flying everywhere creating a rather big puddle. Iriel didn't even bother to try and put paper towels down to clean up the mess. Nope, he was done. So done. Unless this water heated up to lava temperature he wasn't touching it.
Silence.
The hand drier stopped he would sit there, much like a statue and then suddenly slap a wing up into the button to turn it back on ten seconds later. This went on for a good ten minutes. A small sigh came mentally to the bird as he closed his eyes.
Secondly, he hated the rain which also went hand in hand with the cold. Rain meant cold, wet, and overall being annoyed. Now, combine both together and you would get a very sick, dead, or annoyed phoenix. A fine example of this could be found in one of the school bathrooms. Today was a rather stormy afternoon and poor Iriel had been caught in the rain. He was soaked to the bone, cold, annoyed, and shivering. In fact, he was so goddamn cold that he reverted into bird form.
Which now meant there was a large black and purple tinted bird in the bathroom. The large bird was sitting directly on a bench that did not belong in the bathroom and the hand blow drier was activated. The hot air blasted down on his feathers and sent water flying everywhere creating a rather big puddle. Iriel didn't even bother to try and put paper towels down to clean up the mess. Nope, he was done. So done. Unless this water heated up to lava temperature he wasn't touching it.
Silence.
The hand drier stopped he would sit there, much like a statue and then suddenly slap a wing up into the button to turn it back on ten seconds later. This went on for a good ten minutes. A small sigh came mentally to the bird as he closed his eyes.
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