The Street Between the Rocky Bits and the Park, Thursday Evening

[alreadyhollow]

The going was slow when you were a fifteen-foot monstrosity made of fire and molten stone. Or, rather, it felt that way. Every movement was a slow, deliberate one, but the extra height made up for it. One could clear a lot of road in a single step, when one was as tall as some of the buildings in town, after all.

So, what was the fifteen-foot monstrosity doing wandering the streets of town? If anybody asked Jonothon - and let's be real, most sane people probably wouldn't bother to try to strike up a conversation with him in the first place, and the island didn't typically have many of those left - he'd say he was doing patrols. Keeping an open psionic eye to be certain the hollows weren't wandering too close to the park. If you pressed him for a better answer, he might even give in and admit that curiosity had won out, that yesterday's flickers of sunshine and the wealth of new minds around the island today had him straying from the rocky bits mostly because... well... he needed to know.

But, of course, the going was slow. Not that he was in any particular hurry. It wasn't like the people here were going to be leaving any time soon, after all.

[OOC: Lumbering Giant meandering down Loon Drive, as one does. Open!]

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[alreadyhollow]

//Delicious hugs?//

Jono held on for a few moments more, and then eased back a little.

//Ringo is here too?//

That... made a certain sort of sense, if worlds were colliding, he supposed.

[that_oldsaying]

She sighed a little and tried to figure out if there was a way to get him to keep hugging her, for his sake. She'd think about it.

"You're here too," she said happily. "And Papa Hannibal and Dante and Anders and Ringo! And lots more!"

[alreadyhollow]

//I'm here? You mean... ah...// He moved his free arm and held it out at what would have been roughly knee-height, to him. //Me, me?//

You know. Not a giant fire mountain.

[that_oldsaying]

She blinked at him.

"Yes, you!"

A beat.

"And, and if your Papa Hannibal is here too, then that means I have four Papas around!"

Today was a great day!

[alreadyhollow]

You know, the hell of it was, he was?

//He's probably in town,// Jono replied, tilting his head this way and that while he processed this. //You certainly are collecting a lot of Papas, aren't you, luv?//

Today was such a weird day.

[that_oldsaying]

"And I love all of them," she said, entirely honest. Alluka beamed. "Should we go see Papa Hannibal first? Only other Papa Jono is going to be mad I'm not at home."

Other Papa Hannibal was not likely to be impressed either, come to think of it.

[alreadyhollow]

Jono tilted his head, considering.

//Perhaps we should get you home,//he said, voice gentle. //If it's where I think it is, it isn't likely to be long before Papa Hannibal comes around anyway. He'll probably want to know why there are people staying in his house, anyway.//

[that_oldsaying]

"And then I can give him hugs too," she said, deeply satisfied. "Are you going to stay at home too, Papa?"

[alreadyhollow]

//Not in the house, but nearby,// Jono replied. //I'm... a little big to fit through the door.//

A touch too big. A smidgen.

//Don't worry, Sunshine. I'm always pretty easy to find.//