[Ivar lapses into silence, and for a moment, it appears that Bucky might have gotten through to him...but nope. Ivar's merely taking the opportunity to swiftly morph in a small, griffin-like alien. He shrinks down into a form almost as big as a middle-sized dog, wings sprouting and beak forming on his face.
He flies up into a nearby tree, high out of reach, though he nearly overshoots his landing and falls off. He's still not that good at being airborne, no surprise for someone who's never so much as climbed a tree in his life. This Viking teenager really is the absolute limit sometimes. His thoughtspeak voice sounds as stubborn as ever.]
<I'm not going!>
[Well, he just found a solution that will last for two hours unless Bucky manages to get him back down.]
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[Ivar lapses into silence, and for a moment, it appears that Bucky might have gotten through to him...but nope. Ivar's merely taking the opportunity to swiftly morph in a small, griffin-like alien. He shrinks down into a form almost as big as a middle-sized dog, wings sprouting and beak forming on his face.
He flies up into a nearby tree, high out of reach, though he nearly overshoots his landing and falls off. He's still not that good at being airborne, no surprise for someone who's never so much as climbed a tree in his life. This Viking teenager really is the absolute limit sometimes. His thoughtspeak voice sounds as stubborn as ever.]
<I'm not going!>
[Well, he just found a solution that will last for two hours unless Bucky manages to get him back down.]