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Keeby: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude but…um *holds out nub* I-I’m Keeby…a-and this is Amber eheh…

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"I don’t mind helping you two if you need it." The winged puffball chuckled, "I’m sure Vel would be happy to make a new friend as well, hehe."

(Source: puffballzee)


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puffballzee
((Heyo thanks for the follow I look forward to this blog owo/)) "Huh, more new ones around here?" The red puffball shuffled slightly as he was faced with the two new comers. There was something different about them, but his senses failed to tell him.


askstarshipvagabonds:

askstarshipvagabonds:

((Thanks a lot! I look forward to getting to RP with all of you /o/))

Zee’s just as new to the mismatched pair as they are to him. Superficially, the red puffball looks a little like a Cupie - it’s the wings - but Taavi can see pretty clearly that he isn’t, judging by his features. And Nura can’t help but notice his hat… she kind of has an affinity for the things.

As Nura’s the one sitting closer to the service counter, she chooses to lean over it, enough to give the impression she’s paying attention (even if her gloved hands are currently occupied by a rather elaborate-looking glass vase). “Good morning - welcome to the Cornucopia. Can I help you, somehow…?” She’s not quite focusing on him, and indeed might come off as a bit… aloof.

There’s a rustle, and a strange clicking noise, and then a little purple face peeks down from the ceiling where its owner has apparently been repairing metal sheeting. “Hey! Don’t be rude, Nura. Your vase can wait a second!”


Oh. Oh. Well… that explains it, doesn’t it? Nura nods slightly, but Taavi seems completely surprised. A little noise of half-comprehension escapes him, something like a twittering sound, and he leans even closer a moment, almost brushing Zee’s face. Nura physically catches one of his nubs and pulls him gently back, enough to prevent even that brief contact, and then interposes herself between the two puffs.

"I suspected as such," she says, both to deflect Taavi’s curiosity a little and to follow up to Zee’s statement. "Is there something we can do to make it easier for you to traverse the ship…?"

"Oh, I know, I know!" Taavi squeaks from behind Nura, clapping his paws together. "We could maybe get a… clicker, or something! Something for echolocation." He sobers slightly. "Well, maybe it might not help - um… Wait, I didn’t ask you your name yet!" He bounds over from behind Nura again, though this time he stops short a bit further away. "What is it?"

"Taavi," Nura admonishes gently, "give him a moment to answer… at his own pace." Though she wants to ask more about the hat, it can wait for Zee.

A laugh emerged from the puffball. He was grateful towards their help, but with a wave of his nub he declined, “No, no, it fine. I will admit new places aren’t exactly easy, but I know how to get around fine on my own.” The plush wings flared out again as he went on with speaking, giving them a thoughtful nod, “I’ve learned my own ways of getting around. Or else my wings would be totally useless, heh.”
The puff tilted his head as he heard the Cupie’s name called out, he took note of that, “Its fine. Well Taavi— You can call me Zee, nice to meet you,” he grinned in a friendly manner.


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puffballzee
((Heyo thanks for the follow I look forward to this blog owo/)) "Huh, more new ones around here?" The red puffball shuffled slightly as he was faced with the two new comers. There was something different about them, but his senses failed to tell him.


askstarshipvagabonds:

askstarshipvagabonds:

((Thanks a lot! I look forward to getting to RP with all of you /o/))

Zee’s just as new to the mismatched pair as they are to him. Superficially, the red puffball looks a little like a Cupie - it’s the wings - but Taavi can see pretty clearly that he isn’t, judging by his features. And Nura can’t help but notice his hat… she kind of has an affinity for the things.

As Nura’s the one sitting closer to the service counter, she chooses to lean over it, enough to give the impression she’s paying attention (even if her gloved hands are currently occupied by a rather elaborate-looking glass vase). “Good morning - welcome to the Cornucopia. Can I help you, somehow…?” She’s not quite focusing on him, and indeed might come off as a bit… aloof.

There’s a rustle, and a strange clicking noise, and then a little purple face peeks down from the ceiling where its owner has apparently been repairing metal sheeting. “Hey! Don’t be rude, Nura. Your vase can wait a second!”


Both Taavi and Nura know unintentional adventures pretty well - even when one’s looking for intentional ones, plenty of things can go wrong. “The best-laid plans of puffs and Dees” and all that. So, they definitely empathize - even if it’s a little unusual to go somewhere with absolutely no idea of what you’re getting into.

"Yeah, it’s rare to see any of ‘em out here in Halcandra! Nice to have a reminder of home sometimes, though… Both Nura and I were from Pop Star!" Taavi smiles brightly and hops closer to Zee, quite possibly a little too close. “You’ve got really nice wings, yourself! How could you have a problem with them, anyway?”

Nura’s been quiet up until this point, but she rather pointedly interjects here. “Your hat. It’s… I believe it was a Copy Ability…? A sort of ability your kind has… hmm, but it isn’t the same as the picture…” Her voice trails off quietly as she waddles around from her place behind the counter, to get a better look at the hat. (The Simirror is much better at keeping a respectful distance than the rambunctious Cupie, though.)

Zee tended to mind his distance with those he wasn’t really acquainted with just yet. The winged puff didn’t mind the Cupie as much due to him just being curious.
His wings always seemed to be an interesting part of him to others; that, the puffball has noticed over the years. With the wings outstretched— it allowed Taavi to better observe the soft looking wings. “Oh its not the wings themselves,” he sounded amused, “its me, not the wings.” In case the others hadn’t quite caught on with why the puff acted differently, he waved his nub in front of an eye and grinned, “—Because being blind and having wings aren’t exactly two things you want together.” The smirk failed to leave his face, as if he had no problem with the fact. This was something he’s grown used to over the years, so that wouldn’t bother him in the slightest.
Zee refolded the wings and turned to Nura at the sound of yet another question, “I don’t have the ability to inhale things and take abilities like some other puffballs. My defence is different, therefore this hat has no relevance towards abilities,” his nub reached for the hat again as a soft laugh escaped him, “No, but it is very important to me. A gift if you will.”


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((I finished the doodles and updated the bio >w>))


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puffballzee
((Heyo thanks for the follow I look forward to this blog owo/)) "Huh, more new ones around here?" The red puffball shuffled slightly as he was faced with the two new comers. There was something different about them, but his senses failed to tell him.


askstarshipvagabonds:

askstarshipvagabonds:

((Thanks a lot! I look forward to getting to RP with all of you /o/))

Zee’s just as new to the mismatched pair as they are to him. Superficially, the red puffball looks a little like a Cupie - it’s the wings - but Taavi can see pretty clearly that he isn’t, judging by his features. And Nura can’t help but notice his hat… she kind of has an affinity for the things.

As Nura’s the one sitting closer to the service counter, she chooses to lean over it, enough to give the impression she’s paying attention (even if her gloved hands are currently occupied by a rather elaborate-looking glass vase). “Good morning - welcome to the Cornucopia. Can I help you, somehow…?” She’s not quite focusing on him, and indeed might come off as a bit… aloof.

There’s a rustle, and a strange clicking noise, and then a little purple face peeks down from the ceiling where its owner has apparently been repairing metal sheeting. “Hey! Don’t be rude, Nura. Your vase can wait a second!”


Taavi doesn’t notice the oddness - in fact, he doesn’t notice much of anything, other than a new person being there. But Nura has become aware of this unusual behaviour - so far she isn’t certain, but she can tell that Zee is not quite looking at them. In fact, his gaze is somewhere else entirely…

It’s not a concern for now, though, but Zee might realize she makes a pointed effort to turn, because her voice will be a little sharper now. “So where exactly had you intended to go…?” she asks, obvious curiosity in her tone. “You don’t seem to be familiar with the ship layout, and… well, this isn’t a particularly common place to visit.”

"Yeah, ha ha - tourists don’t usually think the back rooms are very interesting. But they have all sorts of neat stuff! I mean, besides the cast-off tech - not everybody likes that - you have all the common rooms back here, and that’s where the crewmates mingle!" Taavi clasps his paws together excitedly. "It’s been awhile since we’ve had a puffball on board - you are a puffball, aren’t you?" Headtilt - Taavi is now scrutinizing Zee a little more closely, just to be sure. "I mean, you have wings… so that’s different…"

"Perhaps a subspecies," Nura says, though she’s honestly more interested in the hat. Hasn’t she seen a picture of that kind of hat in one of her books…?

"Hm," Zee’s gaze went upward and he tapped his foot, "That may be true, but what’s the fun in not getting to know a place before you go, hehe." The puffs eyes remained off of them as he went on, "My buddy always seems to be dragging me into unintentional adventures."
As he heard Taavi’s question he stretched the white wings, “Haven’t seen a puffball in awhile, huh? I’m one of those, yeah,” hearing the prompt about his wings caused him to give a half-hearted laugh, “Yeah you’re telling me, having these wings wasn’t always the easiest thing, but I’ve learned to deal with those problems,” Zee shrugged after he finished speaking.
Zee wasn’t quite sure, but it felt as though there was something about him that made Nura more interested. Although he couldn’t exactly tell what. What’s she looking at… I know she is I can almost feel it. Instinctively, his nub grabbed his hat and fixed its position on his head.


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puffballzee
((Heyo thanks for the follow I look forward to this blog owo/)) "Huh, more new ones around here?" The red puffball shuffled slightly as he was faced with the two new comers. There was something different about them, but his senses failed to tell him.


askstarshipvagabonds:

askstarshipvagabonds:

((Thanks a lot! I look forward to getting to RP with all of you /o/))

Zee’s just as new to the mismatched pair as they are to him. Superficially, the red puffball looks a little like a Cupie - it’s the wings - but Taavi can see pretty clearly that he isn’t, judging by his features. And Nura can’t help but notice his hat… she kind of has an affinity for the things.

As Nura’s the one sitting closer to the service counter, she chooses to lean over it, enough to give the impression she’s paying attention (even if her gloved hands are currently occupied by a rather elaborate-looking glass vase). “Good morning - welcome to the Cornucopia. Can I help you, somehow…?” She’s not quite focusing on him, and indeed might come off as a bit… aloof.

There’s a rustle, and a strange clicking noise, and then a little purple face peeks down from the ceiling where its owner has apparently been repairing metal sheeting. “Hey! Don’t be rude, Nura. Your vase can wait a second!”


It’s not the first time Nura has seen some… unusual behaviour in a customer, so she doesn’t comment, merely observes. Still, that’s certainly not a sentence you’d hear somebody say for no reason… this person might be worth keeping an eye on.

"Yes, that is my name," she answers smoothly, though her lip quirks with the mildest of irritation. "This ship, the Cornucopia, is one of the largest freight ships in this fleet, and is Halcandran-native - in fact, we’re currently in orbit…”

Taavi lets go of the cords he was clinging onto, too intrigued to just be passively listening anymore. His wings flare outwards, enough to catch him and slow his flight, and he lands almost gracefully on the edge of the counter. “So! Maybe you’re lost, hm…” He looks down from his perch, into Zee’s face, and grins broadly. “We can fix that!”

Nura smiles slightly despite herself. “At the least, perhaps we can point you in the correct direction.”

It seemed as if he was staring off into space, not bothering to ‘look’ at the two anymore; this was actually his way of observing anybody new to him, although it may seem quite odd to others.
Zee had recognized the familiar sound of wings, but there was something a little different to Taavi’s wings, however he wasn’t quite able to place what exactly that was. “Of all the places,” he smirked, “Alright. I’d greatly appreciate it. I’m rather fond of exploring any place new if you don’t mind that is.”


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"There’s no need to be sorry, you are my friend after all, hehe."


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puffballzee
((Heyo thanks for the follow I look forward to this blog owo/)) "Huh, more new ones around here?" The red puffball shuffled slightly as he was faced with the two new comers. There was something different about them, but his senses failed to tell him.


askstarshipvagabonds:

((Thanks a lot! I look forward to getting to RP with all of you /o/))

Zee’s just as new to the mismatched pair as they are to him. Superficially, the red puffball looks a little like a Cupie - it’s the wings - but Taavi can see pretty clearly that he isn’t, judging by his features. And Nura can’t help but notice his hat… she kind of has an affinity for the things.

As Nura’s the one sitting closer to the service counter, she chooses to lean over it, enough to give the impression she’s paying attention (even if her gloved hands are currently occupied by a rather elaborate-looking glass vase). “Good morning - welcome to the Cornucopia. Can I help you, somehow…?” She’s not quite focusing on him, and indeed might come off as a bit… aloof.

There’s a rustle, and a strange clicking noise, and then a little purple face peeks down from the ceiling where its owner has apparently been repairing metal sheeting. “Hey! Don’t be rude, Nura. Your vase can wait a second!”

"Ah jeez," Zee sighed to himself, of course he’s gotten himself somewhere other than on Popstar. It always seemed like that was the case, "where’d you put me this time?" he muttered as if he was talking to somebody else, yet nobody else was in sight.
The winged puff lifted his yellow gaze towards the one who addressed him. His line of sight wasn’t exactly spot on with her, infact it only looked in her general direction, “Oh so that’s where I am, huh? Well it could be worse..” he shrugged and laughed to himself, judging by her voice this is a girl I’m talking to, Zee concluded in his thoughts, And… she actually seems like something that could come from Popstar. Although he wasn’t completely sure, he went with trusting his instincts. After all, he’d much rather be with a species he knows.
When the different noise and voice was heard Zee had shifted his head slightly, but his gaze remained where it was. The puffball chuckled at his comment, “Well its no big deal. Your name is Nura then?” He was sure the other would introduce later so he kept speaking to the female, “I always seem to get myself stuck in the weirdest places— So, where am I?”


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((So i was looking through the archive to find something and was reminded of this lil guy— so I did a quick redraw uwuIf you’ve been following me for centuries then there’s no doubt you recognize him pfft))

((So i was looking through the archive to find something and was reminded of this lil guy— so I did a quick redraw uwu
If you’ve been following me for centuries then there’s no doubt you recognize him pfft))


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((We already know Zip is Zee’s best friend— but Kesse is a good one too))


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((You kids and your hip new lingo))


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((One dweeb in undies here you go))


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((Still has the lil baby wings pfft))


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((As you can see— drawing the person was harder))