General Merida stuff awwyeah

[bearmyfate]

So here's how it goes down! You tag with a location in the subject (DunBroch, New Jersey, Space, etc.) and you're free to come up with a scenario or leave it blank, in which case I will do my best to come up with one!

Come at me, bros.

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[messianic]

[...yes that would be a problem, if he was awake. Though the thudding of the hooves helps quite a bit. So he's stirring a bit as she pulls down, and then he yawns and slowly sits up and blinks his eyes open and catches that last bit and

blinks placidly.]

...I don't think so...Last I checked, anyway.

[bearmyfate]

[ much to her (later) embarrassment, Merida shrieks; she honestly didn't expect him to answer. Thankfully, Angus is used enough to his rider's tendency to be loud and only flicks an ear, not even budging when Merida's hand inches for her bow. ]

One question answered, then. Next: who are you, and what're y'doing here?

[ because those clothes? Not Scottish at all. ]

[messianic]

[oh that's loud. And definitely wakes him up completely. He blinks and rubs an eye, tilting his head.]

Oh...I'm sorry for startling you.

[...except now he's realizing he has no idea why he's here, and he looks around curiously.]

...um. I don't actually know, to be honest.

[The fact that he can deliver that with a straight face is amazing.]