Parrots make everything better!

[radiantchicken]

Who: Torin and you!
What: Torin's getting his affairs in order before things get crazier. He's going to get the parrots he grew up with out of the zoo and settle them inside his giant robot dinosaur. Such a normal day.
Where: Locke City; namely the zoo, Espresso Yourself, and inside the shiny new Spirit Base that is now inside Bragigas.
When: After the moon turns into a giant snake.


[A - At the Zoo]
Torin is not dressed in the robes he normally favors, the outfit he Echoed back before taking his current form. Ever since he'd transformed into his other self's true form, he'd visited various tailors throughout Locke. Upon finding one who was up for a bit of a challenge and not too weirded out by a bird-dinosaur-man, Torin had some clothing made. There were copies of those original robes, as well as a few that took different colors into account. There was also a suit, for Torin thought he might want it for special occasions. Though he does look nice in his suit, he is also imposing in his suit. The briefcase he's carrying his GigaGaburevolver in likely isn't helping matters much, but he hopes it makes him look businesslike.

But he's an ex-parrot on a mission. Big things are going down, and Torin has taken a brief moment from fussing over the newly-enlarged Bragigas to take care of some important business. He's going to bust the other parrots out of the zoo. He's on his way to the zoo offices now to declare his intent and attempt to negotiate for the purchase of his brothers and sisters, but if that doesn't work, he won't hesitate to waltz into the aviary and do what he has to.

The world is changing, and he very much wants to keep those parrots safe.



At the Spirit Base, Open to Close CR
Getting the parrots settled in their new home is rather important to Torin. Granted, he's still getting settled there as well. Bragigas had gone through a major growth spurt after the moon had gone crazy, and with that growth spurt had come the Kyoryugers' spirit base within him. Torin knew that was where his other self lived before, and so that's where he's planning on living now.

Though the timing could be better, Torin is still willing to take a quick moment to show the place off to his friends. Besides, he needs to give Bragigas's Beast Batteries time to recharge, just in case things get through the moon-snake's defenses.



Outside Espresso Yourself
Torin has a lot of fond memories of this place. He doesn't know if the poor old coffee shop will be able to last this current round of trouble, but that doesn't stop him from taking a brief rest atop the building late that night. One last perch? Perhaps.

He sits there for a moment, listening to the sounds of the city, and he starts to sing. It's a song he remembers, one that brought him back from a very bad place. Though he's singing in Japanese, he hopes that the meaning of it still carries through. The birdman's melody carries through the wind, and he's receptive to speaking with anyone who might be curious.

Comments

I didn't even notice lmao

[dead_black_eyes]

"A prayer?"

He sounds sad when he says it, more than his somber voice usually does.

"If you know one that can save lives, say it as many times as you can. I feel we're in for something devastating, and my relationship with God isn't such that I feel I can ask for deliverance with any success."

haha, nice

[radiantchicken]

"It's less a prayer to any deity and more an invocation to warrior spirits. Warriors of the great dinosaurs of old." Torin looks up at the sky. "Calling for the courage we will need to allow us to fight to the new dawn." He's still staring at the sky, which looks so strange this evening. "We'll have to be brave in order to protect as many people as possible."

[dead_black_eyes]

Lazarus looks a little dazed at the revelation of what the invocation actually is. It's beyond him, like so many things that the more powerful Numbered get back. As if often the case, he is baffled and paralyzed by the description, but he nods and smiles all the same, or at least gives it his best effort.

"If it helps, who am I to condemn it?" he asks, taking a deep drag on his cigarette and ashing on the pavement. "Courage won't be in sort supply, but I worry that strength will be."

[radiantchicken]

"I've got some more strength, as of today." It makes it hard to be as worried as he should, but he hopes it's reassuring for Lazarus. "Bragigas has returned to his full size, and he can transform into a humanoid fighting form. If things get worse, we'll be ready."

[dead_black_eyes]

"Have you?" he does seem heartened, if only a little bit. Then again, he's seen proof of Torin's strength and past a certain point, it's all beyond what he could ever dream of anyway.

"Do you really think so? You have a lot of faith in Bragigas' abilities, and I'm... glad. It inspires my own faith, but you've always been good at that."

[radiantchicken]

Torin gives Lazarus a nod. "I'm glad to have been so. And I will continue to do so, to the best of my ability. And as for Bragigas...would you care to come see?" He holds out a hand for Lazarus to take.

[dead_black_eyes]

Lazarus' eyes widen slightly at the invitation; it's not what he expected, but he still doesn't hesitate to take Torin's hand in one of his long, thin ones.

"I'd like nothing more, if that's possible."

[radiantchicken]

Torin gives Lazarus a satisfied nod. "Then hang on." There's a flash of golden light, and when it clears, they're not standing outside Espresso Yourself. Their new surroundings are made of a light brown stone, full of stylized dinosaur accents, and filled with light. If there is a scent in the air, it might best be described as bravery.

The area is also filled with parrots. There are the three Torin's had before now, but there are also four new, smaller, red and blue ones. They're merriliy flitting everywhere and chattering happily at everything. A couple of them will fly over to Torin, and Pedro the African Grey will fly over to L.

[dead_black_eyes]

Before Lazarus can even ask what he's supposed to hold on to, a blaze of light seems to envelop them, and he blinks against the glare as he takes in the tropical backdrop, the stone ruins and accents speaking of a prehistoric, long-past era. His shoulders raise reflexively in a flinching motion as a parrot swoops close to his head, but when he sees what it is and the way they're swooping and convening, he relaxes. A surprising amount of reassurance comes with seeing a familiar face, or in this case, beak. "Hey, Pedro," he greets as the African Grey finds a perch on the dark material covering his scrawny forearm.

"Torin? What am I looking at, and where are we?"

[radiantchicken]

"This is the Spirit Base," Torin answers helpfully as Pedro squawks a hello. "It's where my other self lived." There's a pause. "We're inside Bragigas." Oh, how the robot had grown from the minivan-sized dino Torin had gotten at Christmas.

[dead_black_eyes]

"Is this not on Earth?" Lazarus asks. "I... want to make absolutely sure I understand what this is. It's not like anything I've seen."

[radiantchicken]

"Oh, we're on Earth!" Torin reassures him. "But we are inside Bragigas. On top of his head, actually."

Such a growth spurt the dinosaur had.

[dead_black_eyes]

Clearly. That's an intimidating concept, to say the least, and Lazarus looks every bit like he's a little bit overwhelmed by it.

"The parrots live here now? Could you, if you really wanted to?" he asks, picking a question that might not be the best to lead with or the most useful to hear the answer for, but there are so many questions at this point that it's difficult to know where to start.

[radiantchicken]

"For now, they do. It seemed like the safest place." And where he goes, where Bragigas goes, so too will they. "I could, if I wanted to. I don't know that I want to...I know my other self did, but I also know he was...lonely." He looks around the area. "It's a rather remote location. I like being around people."

[dead_black_eyes]

"What is the location?" he asks, peering around again as if trying to get a feel for how high up they must be. "I can't imagine something this huge would go unnoticed for very long, even in areas that aren't densely populated."

[radiantchicken]

"At the moment, he's in Locke," Torin admits. "But he used to be buried at the bottom of an ancient lake for millions of years, only to keep moving once he was revived in the modern day."

[dead_black_eyes]

"Where in Locke?" he asks, mildly distressed that he hadn't been aware of something so implicitly huge in his home city until just now. Either it's very well-hidden or he's had too much on his plate to remain as vigilant and aware as he'd like.

[radiantchicken]

"The FBI maintains a storage facility for giant robots here," Torin says. "...Bragigas took out the roof on one of them whenever he grew today." He sounds a bit embarrassed at that. "It couldn't be helped."

[dead_black_eyes]

"Right, I... guess that would explain why it's not common knowledge."

Linden shuffles toward the edge, clearly wanting to peer over it and see just how high up they actually are.

[radiantchicken]

They are super high up. Skyscraper-level high up. When Bragigas transforms, he's skyscraper-sized, after all. He's even bigger than most skyscrapers would be. "I think people probably know by now. I did tell the FBI I couldn't help that, but I think they're more concerned with the moon at the moment."

[dead_black_eyes]

Whoa. That definitely twists something in Lazarus' gut, and he's not even afraid of heights. Slightly dizzy, he withdraws from the ledge and tries to distance himself from the many stories between them and the ground.

"The moon's really the priority," he says hoarsely, trying to regain his bearings. "How are you going to control something this large to fight, and where from?"

[radiantchicken]

"It's difficult to explain how the controls work," Torin explains because physics aren't a concern in Super Sentai, "but there is a control room, where I use my GigaGaburevolver in a stand, and Bragigas transforms to his fighting form of Bragi-Oh. From there, it's a combination of our wills that allows him to fight." This is all perfectly normal, as far as he's concerned.

[dead_black_eyes]

Lazarus is out of his element, and knows it. It all sounds so incredibly bizarre, and it's a world removed from anything he's comfortable or familiar with. That being said, he trusts Torin, and even though he understands little of what he's saying, he feels something akin to faith, knowing that the former parrot will use it to protect his friends. As corny as that sounds, what it comes down to is that Torin is a wise and trusted presence, and in these cases, maybe it's all right not to understand fully and completely.

"Control," he murmurs. "How I envy you. For all you've struggled, on the eve of something really world-changing, control is something you have. If we stand a chance, it's because of people like you and the other powered Numbered."

[radiantchicken]

Torin nods. "We will do our utmost to live up to that. To make the best use of our gifts so that the you don't have to worry about a thing." It's odd, really, that he is so comfortable with this scenario. But it feels normal, somehow, in his bones.

He's got this. They've got this. The Earth will not fall.