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[After being flung into countless numbers of trees from the third party's traps during the last draft, Ion swore to himself he'd never climb another tree for as long as he lived. Obviously, he didn't count on finding a baby bird having fallen out of its nest when he made that declaration. And with the mother bird calling for her child overhead, Ion couldn't just leave the poor thing there to die.]

[Thankfully, getting to the top of the tree where the nest was had been surprisingly easy! Getting down... not so much. He didn't notice the lower branch breaking until after he stepped off of it, and now that he was on his way down, he found himself stuck. He wasn't too high up, but this particular tree had quite a few thorn bushes around it. He'd been able to avoid them going up for the most part, but if he were to try jumping, the chance of him falling into one of these bushes was rather high. He wasn't too far off the path, just a ways north of the village, so hopefully someone will spot him.]

[Though, in restrospect, today was probably a bad day to wear green.]

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[Assuming the princess is eventually rescued, Ion will be spending the remainder of the day at the library in search of a few new books to read before eventually returning home, his clothes still looking a bit worse for wear.]

[[ooc: Feel free to break time and space for the first part, or run into him walking towards the library looking... well, like he fell out of a tree.]]

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[Well, he certainly was hard to spot, sporting all that green... Dist doesn't voice those thoughts, however, instead, he's trying to find a good point directly under the boy in case he fell. Just what Ion needed, another concussion.]

What in the world are you doing up there?!

A baby bird fell out of its nest. I heard its mother calling for help from this tree, so I climbed up here to bring it back. [Given their ability to talk, it wasn't hard to figure out which tree, either. The animals here may not have a wide vocabulary, but "Help" was fairly easy to understand.]

But the lower branches broke when I was climbing up and now I have no way to get back down...

[A baby bird? Ion was risking his own neck for a baby bird? Dist tries very hard not to make a face, but he still frowns somewhat. Honestly, that boy was was too kind. That tiny thing will probably get eaten in the next day if it was weak enough to fall out of its nest. Of course, Dist doesn't say that, and just sighs, shaking his head slowly.]

Honestly, Fon Master... [Dist observes the area, and the thorny bushes, then the height of the tree. Hm, jumping would be no good, judging trajectory and mass...Ion would land right into those thorns.] All right, try letting go a moment, I'll catch you.

[Dist moves underneath Ion's branch and reaches up for him with both arms. It's a good thing he's tall, otherwise this might not have worked. He can catch and pull Ion down mid fall. The boy shouldn't weigh too much. Certainly not as much as some of the materials he was used to carrying for his robotic work.]

[Of all the things Ion expected to hear, that was not one of them. It probably shows on his face for a moment, but it's quickly replaced with a smile.]

[There really wasn't much alternative, save for telling Ion to jump down himself, but this was still somewhat unexpected coming from Dist. He considers whether to ask if Dist is certain he could catch him without potentially knocking himself over into the thorn bushes, but he has a feeling he'd be pushing his luck if he were to assume Dist would offer twice.]

[And so he nods.]

A-All right. I'll be coming down now.

[With just a bit of hesitance, more so based on his own fear of falling than any lack of confidence in Dist's ability to catch him, Ion slides off the tree branch and hopefully into a position where he could be safely caught.]

[Dist nods to Ion's words and keeps a good eye on him as he prepares to take that leap of faith. Any miscalculation, or lapse in concentration, on Dist's part could result in Ion falling on him instead of the thorn bushes, and heaven knows he doesn't want that to happen. H-How undignified... The very thought makes Dist cringe.

Thankfully though, Ion flops right into the man's awaiting arms and Dist sets Ion down gently. There was only slight impact when Ion met Dist's arms, but...really, he was rather light. Dist was mildly surprised by Ion's weight, or lack thereof. He supposes it could be attributed to his health, but still. You need to eat more, young man. 8|]

There you are. You didn't harm yourself at all, correct?

[Ion can't hold back a small squeak when he's caught in mid-air, clinging onto Dist's arms for a moment and only releasing after he's standing safely on the ground.]

Not at all, I-I'm fine. [With a quick dusting of his clothes, Ion straightens up and takes a deep, calming breath. He may not have stayed up there as long as he did if not for his new-found fear of falling (courtesy of one Jade Curtiss, though Ion would never say as much). He manages a small smile as he looks up.]

Thank you, Dist.

[Nrrgh, Dist tenses a little at the uncomfortable feeling of being clung to like that. He's still so unaccustomed to people touching him even remotely, so having Ion latch onto him like that...it was strange, and Dist dusted his own clothes a bit as well. H-He wrinkled his coat's sleeves!

But it is better having Ion safe and on the ground than having him fall and break his neck or something similar. Really, he shouldn't have even climbed up the tree in the first place!]

Yes, yes, of course...now I should hope you won't be climbing to any more dangerous heights anytime soon, Fon Master. You've only just recently recovered from your head injury some time ago, after all. I don't want you harming yourself to a degree I cannot cure.

I'm sorry, Dist. [He's also sorry he can't promise he won't do it again. It's not as though he's constantly on the search for means to put himself in harm's way; he just can't stand and do nothing by while innocent creatures are suffering. Even if saving them put himself at risk.]

[And he might have gone on to explain as much if the mother bird from before hadn't swooped down from atop the tree and onto the nearest bush, chirping words of thanks to Ion. It was strange how the voices of animals in Luceti could remain distinguishable as animal sounds despite being able to be understood...]

[Paying no mind to the fact that Dist was still standing right there, Ion crouches down to the branch where the bird landed and smiles brightly.] It was no trouble at all, ma'am. I'm glad I was here to help.

[...and yes, he called the bird ma'am. She's a mother, after all!]

[Ion, you live to make Dist fret over you. Thankfully, he can't read the boy's thoughts, though there's a certain sense of knowing that Ion will get himself into trouble like this again. It's exasperating, and frustrating, but just a part of Ion's personality. The boy was far too kind for his own good.

Dist observed the spectacle, turning his body around to face the two. That...was extremely strange. Cute, maybe a little, but strange. Dist still couldn't get over the fact that the Luceti animals could speak. It made wanting to experiment on a few of them difficult - though he was still curious about some of the more unfamiliar animals. Nephry and Ion would never let his dissect one though.]

If you're finished, Fon Master...

[Sorry to bust up the chat, but Dist had places to be, he's not going to play babysitter for the rest of the day if he can help it. Though he does want to see that Ion's not running up another tree anytime soon, too.]

[Ion would sadface at him until he let it go free if he tried.]

[He turns back to Dist and smiles, straightening up his back. He was still a little sore from sitting in that tree for so long. And as much as he felt like going back home to rest for the day, he knew it'd be better to keep moving for awhile. And besides, he still needed to go to the library...]

Dist, you wouldn't happen to be heading towards the plaza, would you?

[Blinking only in mild surprise at the question, Dist looks Ion in the eye and nods just once.]

...That was my intention, yes. I needed to return the books I had taken out of the library some time ago, and perhaps pick up some new ones. I also need to take a visit to the smithy to look for some materials. Were you headed that way as well, Fon Master?

[If he was, good, Dist could keep an eye on him for a little while. Heaven knows how long the boy had been stuck in that tree. Maybe they could get a snack at the bakery, too. Or at least some water...Ion should stay hydrated in the warmer weather of Luceti.]

Yes. I recently finished reading the last book of a series and was hoping to find a new one to start. Since we're both heading in that direction, perhaps we could go together?

[It's probably a good thing Dist would be there too, so Ion could avoid anymore potential height-hazards involved with trying to reach the higher-up books.]

That sounds like an excellent idea, Fon Master, I'd be glad to accompany you.

[This was excellent! Dist could take care of his business and keep an eye on Ion as well this way. And perhaps they could recommend books to eachother as well. Dist needed something good to read again. Those mystery stories were just what he liked.]

Shall we be going now? Or do you need another moment to rest a while?

That shouldn't be necessary. After sitting still in that tree for so long, it feels good to be able to move again.

[He was up there for an hour, at least, if not a little longer. He still feels a bit tired, but that should pass in time.]

[Dist nodded, then took a step forward, waiting for Ion to follow. He kept the young Fon master close in his sights, though he was curious as to just how long poor Ion had been stuck in that tree. Good lord, if he was in there for a few hours...he should eat and drink something.]

I think a bit of lunch beforehand sounds like a good idea. I hope you don't object, Ion.

Not at all. Actually, I was planning on picking up some breakfast on my way to the library, but that was before I was... distracted.

[And yes, he says this knowing it is now lunchtime.]

[Dist gives Ion a look, raising one brow and sighing. Breakfast? Honestly...it was almost lunch time now. He really hates to think this but - Ion, you're such an ignorant child. Dist keeps his pace languid so Ion can easily keep pace with him, but it's obvious he's unhappy with the prior ordeal even as he speak.]

Well, let's hope we don't come across any more distractions then. Come along, Fon Master, I'd like to finish my tasks before the day is done.

All right. [Ion pays him no mind, despite probably being well aware what Dist is thinking. But that was just how Ion was; of course he wouldn't mind. And so he'll just smile and trot along by Dist's side.]

[Though it's probably a good thing Dist is walking at a slower pace. By the time they reach the plaza, Ion's feeling just a little dizzy. Over-exerting himself on top of skipping a meal when the weather was so warm wasn't the best combination for a weak replica like Ion. He's doing his best to ignore it, though he certainly sounds tired.]

Perhaps we could find something good at the bakery?

[As they walk, Dist keeps glancing at Ion, and though the boy is trying not to show his fatigue, Dist knows better. And he's not about to allow Ion to push himself more than he should. Dist places a hand on Ion's shoulder to stop him walking and judges the distance from their current position and the village. He decides it shouldn't be more than a few minutes' walk, then turns to Ion.]

Rest here a moment, Fon Master, I'll retrieve the items myself. Did you want anything specific?

[He's not going to argue with that. If Dist asked him to stop, he probably noticed how tired he looked. He thinks for a moment.]

I should be all right with whatever you can find, as long as it isn't too sweet. And perhaps some water to drink as well?

Of course. I'll return momentarily, Fon master, so please, keep out of the sun while I'm away.

[And Dist will nod his head and walk toward the village square. it really doesn't take him long at all - a few minutes at best - but picking out something for Ion from the bakery seemed the harder task. He...really has no idea what to bring back for Ion. Just about everything in the bakery is sweet! He chews his lip, then swttles on some peculiar looking bread (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/be/Melonpan.jpg/800px-Melonpan.jpg), fashioned to look almost like a turtle. For himself, a simple apple tart.

Once he returns, he hands Ion the sweet and a bottle of water.]

Forgive me for taking longer than expected...I wasn't certain of your tastes, Fon Master. I hope this will suffice.

[While Dist is gone, Ion will have found himself a nice spot under the shade of a tree to sit. He takes a moment to look himself over, noting a number of scratches on his legs from his climb up the tree, before resting on his knees and waiting.]

[Of course, Dist could have brought back a sugar-glazed jelly doughnut, and Ion would have still shown him just as much gratitude for going out of his way to help.]

It's all right. Thank you, Dist.

[And so he takes a bite!]

[...]

[Hopefully Dist won't think much of the fact that, two bites in, Ion already drank half of that water bottle.]

[It wasn't bad, it wasn't bad at all! But while the bread itself wasn't overwhelmingly sweet, the crispy outside was. But it's hard to find things at the bakery that aren't too sweet, so he's not in any position to complain.]

[Not that he would anyway, but still.]

[Yeah, he saw that, and understood it well enough. Dist averts his eyes and says nothing, though he doesn't outright frown at the very least. He tried to find something that wasn't overly sweet, but it really was difficult! Anything that wasn't sweet just seemed...unappetizing. Plus, without knowing Ion's tastes, it just made the task that much more difficult.

Dist chooses to stand and lean against the trunk of the tree to eat, not wanting to dirty his clothes on the grass and soil. He finishes after Ion does, and after wiping his face and taking a drink of his own water, Dist offers a hand to help Ion stand.]

I hope it was satisfactory, Fon Master. Now, you said you wanted to go to the library next? Do you feel well enough to make the walk, or shall we head home instead?

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