PC: CALEB

[headmt]

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[headmt]

[Well there's a bit of wait! Molly brings him in, infiltration style. He has to hang out, prove to everyone he's a non-threat. And then at some point, a window on the second floor opens and Molly pokes his head out.]

Psst! Oi!

[katzepaw]

[He's standing down below. Waving right back?]

Yes. . . ?

[headmt]

[Not doing a great job of being real quiet, but he's trying to like. Whisper-shout down a whole floor? This is fine.]

Frumpkin's too popular. He's compromised. Here--

[Just. Yeeting the undies out of the window.]

[katzepaw]

[Catching them! That works. Frumpkin as distraction and Molly as the spy.]

Okay, but come down here. I need you for the next part.

[headmt]

[Abandoning Frumpkin to enemy terrority ............ all's fair in love and war. He makes a bit of a face while he considers how to deal with this, poking his head in and out of the window, before deciding, fine, he's got a high enough Dex he's gonna just attempt to climb down it. It's only two stories.]

[katzepaw]

Well. Wait, don't -

[God. Stupid. Putting the underwear on the ground, taking the cocoon out of his pocket, squeezing it in his hand and muttering some magic words, waving his arms around, and then Caleb turns into a giant eagle. He picks up the underwear in one talon and then and flies up and grabs Molly with his talons]

[headmt]

[Well, Mollymauk, sweet Mollymauk "Died in Episode 26" Tealeaf, hasn't actually experienced the height of the Mighty Nein's Polymorph Shenanigans, so he's absolutely shooketh at this moment that he's fucking nabbed out of the sky by something he had no idea was coming. He probably just thinks a god has come down out of the sky to kill him.

Clinging like hell to whatever he can, claws digging into giant eagle leg. But at least he's too shocked to yell? So thank god for that.]

[katzepaw]

[Flying up to the roof and depositing one tiefling up there. Per the mods, from up here you can see mountains, or the city, and the campus is surrounded by forests but at the edge of them you can see small neighborhoods.

The eagle just perches next to him and squawks at him, flapping his wings a little.]

[headmt]

[Well he fucking runs as soon as he's deposited on the the ground, scrambling over to get cover behind something on the roof to have a fuckin' panic attack - he did decent enough on his intelligence check so after a few solid seconds of freaking out at possibly just getting swooped out of nowhere and killed on the roof of this building - he'll notice that the eagle isn't actually attacking him and is a sort of familiar color. Peeking around from behind where he's hidden.]

What the fuck.

[katzepaw]

[Tilting his eagle head at him curiously? Then nudging the boxers with his beak and another squawk.]

[headmt]

Give me a se--

[Holding his own horns????]

Nearly fucking pissed myself! [He might have? A little?] What? What am I doing. Caleb? That is you, right? I'm not finally having a mindbreak?

[katzepaw]

[The eagle hops towards him a little, and then nuzzles his head against him?]

[headmt]

[Oof. Bopped by a giant eagle. But okay, that's pretty adorable actually, so giving it some scritches around the head.]

Right right okay. What am I doing with Claude's underthings again?

[katzepaw]

[He leans into the scritches and coos just a bit. When he pulls away, bumping his head against him playfully. Then hopping over to some sharp pokey thing up here that mods said exist because fnnuy. Poking that with his beak. Looking at the underwear. Flapping a wing in the air.]

[headmt]

[Okay yeah this isn't hard to put together. Snapping his fingers, going to get the underwear and shimmying up to spear them on there. A beautiful boxer flag flappin' in the wind.

Actually it's at this point he hangs on the sharp pokey thing, pulls out his (cracked) phone and turns over his shoulder to yell at a bird.]

Get over here, I'm taking a picture!

[katzepaw]

[Waddling over behind him, tilting his head curiously. He's fairly smart as an eagle, at least, so he can understand the request. Not smart enough to realize maybe he shouldn't be included in the photo if he doesn't want to give away how powerful his Polymorph is. Standing right behind him in the picture.]

[headmt]

[haha maybe itll be evidence later

Anyway, sticking his tongue out, holding out the phone and taking a selfie. Snop. And then sliding down the pole, like a fucking slut.]

[katzepaw]

[Waiting for him back on the roof. Bending down a little so he can climb on his back if he wants?]

[headmt]

This is fucking wild.

[uh yeah that fucking owns immediately scrambling up there]

[katzepaw]

[Nice. Once he's holding on, flying him to where the campus loops back around. Flying low for just a little, and then landing under some trees right near the orchard.]

[headmt]

[THIS OWNS THIS OWNS THIS OWNS unlike the rest of you jaded fucks, spoiled on magic and bullshit and fuckery every day of your wild lives, Molly has never flown anywhere in his whole life because he fucking died right before everyone got their dopest tricks and this is among one of the coolest things to ever happen? It's real fun.

Once they land he slides off to just lay on the ground and laugh really, really fucking hard? Sorry, that was all just fun as hell. They stole a guy's underwear? What the fuck.]

[katzepaw]

[Ruffling his feathers and pecking him on the ground lightly. Just kind of a playful bird.]

[headmt]

Ow, ow--

[It doesn't really hurt, he's just complaining. Sitting up after a minute or so, still sort of snort laughing and wiping his face off, and partially because, well, giant bird and partially because of touchy-feely week, he's just doing the scritches thing again.]

Huh. So this is what you were talking about? The spell you got, then? Shit, I think I got overcharged, this one is much better than mine.

[katzepaw]

[Letting him scritches, and then pulling away after a moment and dropping the Polymorph, abruptly changing back.]

. . . I thought you had realized.

[headmt]

[Oh, well. Bye, bird. He puts his hands down, hanging his thumbs off of his pockets.]

Well-- Sure, yeah, back on the roof. Just saying that it's a good one.