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Setting: An Enchanted Forest
Help me! Help me!
[This particular cry does not come from the white-haired girl wandering through the forest, but from a nearby apple tree. Mytho does not appear to be particularly disturbed by the voice, and she turns to look placidly at the tree.]
What's wrong?
[The tree heaves a great sigh.]
My apples, one and all, are so very ripe! Won't someone shake me?
[Mytho barely considers this before saying:] Okay.
[Without another word, Mytho reaches up and begins to shake the branches with a surprising amount of strength, considering her petite size. Apples are now raining down on all and sundry.]
[This particular cry does not come from the white-haired girl wandering through the forest, but from a nearby apple tree. Mytho does not appear to be particularly disturbed by the voice, and she turns to look placidly at the tree.]
What's wrong?
[The tree heaves a great sigh.]
My apples, one and all, are so very ripe! Won't someone shake me?
[Mytho barely considers this before saying:] Okay.
[Without another word, Mytho reaches up and begins to shake the branches with a surprising amount of strength, considering her petite size. Apples are now raining down on all and sundry.]
no subject
[Ducking and jumping out of the way.]
Hey, be careful!
Don't mind the icons- there just isn't a lot of genderbent Mytho fanart out there.
[Mytho ceases shaking the tree. What few apples are left plummet to the ground, one of them clonking her on the shoulder. The tree lets out a great sigh of relief as Mytho approaches Archer.]
Are you hurt?
no subject
no subject
[Because that's a perfectly normal thing for a tree to do.]
The tree said it needed help.
no subject
But, what did the tree need help with?
no subject
'Scuse me, ma'am? Did you need any help with pickin' those apples?
[He carefully approaches the tree, checking the air above him for any precariously hanging apples]
Will ya be a-needin' any basket to carry all those? Got one right here!
[He reaches into his spacious hat and pulls out a medium-sized picnic basket. When he swings it around by the handle to his front, his wobbles a bit as if he were slinging around something with weight]