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    What the hell? Lando knew there was something up these clanners. That was why he hid himself away to get used to living here first before getting to know anyone around here. "Luca... never heard of you. Lando Calrissian - pleasure to meet you." He eyed the pink... thing. What had he gotten himself into?

    Lando hadn't done much interaction wise with his new clan, so far. He needed some time to get used to this, or he thought he did. It really wasn't much different from Cloud City. Animals all hung around each other, helped each other, had their loyalties and whatnot. There was even a hierarchy that was followed. (Really, what he had needed was time to get over the fact that his best friend was a grandfather and didn't even bother to ring him up and let him know.) But now, he felt ready to get his name out there. Wearing his gold and blue cloak, as per usual, he perched on the railing near the tree house he was using for himself. "Hey, gather 'round! I'm new here and wanna get to know some of ya." Yep, seemed about right. Something the clanners called a 'meet and greet'.

    Oh, that was a lot to take in. Lando wasn't even sure what he needed to say, he wasn't use to this weekly meeting thing. He glanced toward Poe, then around at the others, "Uh, yeah, congratulations!" The whole hawk ceremony probably stood out to him the most, because holy crap they would be getting hawks? Didn't those things carry cats away like no problem? He wasn't as small as a domestic, but still it was concerning... also exciting. Lando rubbed his head with a paw, lopsided smile on his face.

    Lando was barely caught up on what was going on when the ball rolled to his paws. Oh crap, he had to introduce himself, right? With a quick smirk to hide his uncertainty, he sat down. "Name's Lando Calrissian. I'm a pretty good sabacc player... it's a card game. And I used to be real big on gambling... not so much now." Yikes, he was not nearly as interesting as the others here. Especially Mr. Pilot. With a shrug, he rolled the ball onto the next person.

    Lando was still trying to get used to this place, and the especially the wall. He was fascinated by it. He had been meaning to ask how it got put up. Whose idea was it? Whoever it was... they were a genius. He assumed that much, it didn't seem like a naturally formed wall... at all. The serval was close by when the familiar breathing hit his ears. Odd, and familiar. He turned and padded toward it. When he stopped, he was half way through the entrance when he caught sight of the black armor-clad... Oh. He back-pedaled, quickly. Maybe he should get Lessa. So, he did just that, blue and gold cape sweeping behind him as he turned sharply and went to fetch her.

    Lando was scared. Maybe he wouldn't admit it, but he was scared. Hawks were known to pick up cats and take them wherever. Probably feed them to their monstrous babies. He was here because it was a clan tradition, who was he to say 'hey screw you, no way'? They let him live here, so yes, he would go with the tradition. He watched as other people attracted the birds, eyes wide as he did. (Though, he felt a twinge of sadness for Hanzo when he saw the other male unable to attract a bird to fly down to him). Okay, okay, these would not hurt him. Finally, he came up. He grabbed a mouse, just as everyone had with their prey. He stepped up onto the boulder, as everyone else had. He held it out, his paw trembling. Please don't eat me, please don't eat me. He may have waited a few minutes or more, but he wasn't keeping track.


    A loud screech of a hawk made him jolt and drop the mouse, and he glanced up. A red-tailed hawk swooped down. She was just another average hawk, a mix a browns across her back, feathers turning white on her belly and chest. Of course the signature red feather tails. Lando kept himself still as she landed, scooping up the mouse and swallowing the small thing whole. She turned her head sideways, looking over the cape-wearing serval. She hopped a little, poking at his paw with her beak gently, but making no move to harm him. Lando let out a breath, "Nah... you're pretty friendly, huh..." he murmured to himself. Still when she turned her head again and ruffled her feathers, he jumped. Slowly, very slowly, he pressed a paw to her feathers and flinched again when she turned her head to look at him.


    "I... uh, I don't have a name for ya. I was too busy worrying you would eat me, instead, I guess." She made a soft noise, ruffling her feathers again and shaking her head. He glanced around. Everyone else named theirs before they went back, so he probably should think of something. He racked his brain for something, anything. His eyes darted around, looking for something. Grass. "Persephone?" he said hopefully, glancing back at the hawk. She didn't seem to mind, inclining her head. Lando smiled. Cool. His bird liked her name and she wouldn't eat him. He hoped. He turned and jumped from the boulder, Persephone taking flight again. She glided down as he reached his spot again with the waiting crowd, landing beside him and brushing her head against him.

    Lando really, really tried to keep up with it. He just wasn't used to this kind of thing. After he heard the name Vader, he kind of zoned out anyway. Jeez, he had hoped when he saw the cyborg it had been some nightmare, but nope he was actually there. He blinked suddenly as the meeting wrapped up and nodded slightly, at least giving the illusion he'd been listening.

    IC OPINIONS | "SPEECH" | BUMP THREADS AFTER 2 DAYS


    GENERAL INFO | HEART CHART | PLOTTING THREAD

    ✩ lando calrissian | male [he/him]

    ✩ 5 years

    ✩ riverclan | member | no title


    RELATIONSHIPS | RULES OF ENGAGEMENT | ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛

    ✩ single | no crush

    ✩ romantic/sexual orientations

    ✩ ½ of ship


    APPEARANCE | REFERENCE | [100%]

    ✩ serval - approx. 22 inches at the shoulder/35 pounds

    ✩ typical tawny fur w/ black spots and lighter underbelly

    ✩ brown eyes

    ✩ wears a blue and gold cape

    — INJURIES/ILLNESSES: none


    HAWK COMPANION | REFERENCE | [100%]

    ✩ Persephone - red tailed hawk

    ✩ black and brown w/ red tail feathers

    ✩ amber eyes

    ✩ curious,

    — INJURIES/ILLNESSES: none


    INTERACTION

    ✩ physical; difficulty | mental; difficulty

    ✩ do they go looking for trouble or stay away from fighting

    ✩ okay with killing or not okay

    ✩ easy to make friends with or no

    ✩ powerplay of nonviolent/friendly actions allowed

    ✩ attack in colorhere / @


    based on; Lando Calrissian from Star Wars


    played by: sahloknir

    priority:

    Lando sat up on the bridge nearest to his treehouse, trying to get over his fear of his own bird. Persephone perched herself on the edge, ruffling her feathers and watching the cape-wearing serval. "Hm... you ain't so bad, huh?" Lando murmured, tossing the hawk a mouse he had. She caught it and swallowed it, squawking at the feline and bobbing her head. "You're welcome?" The hawk hopped forward, picking up the second mouse Lando had, then rubbing her head against his chest before flying up on the roof of their treehouse. "Heh... not so bad."


    W. Harbringer-Ecuador

    Lando was honestly kind of afraid to approach Anakin at first, having remembered he was Darth Vader and all the trouble the Empire caused Cloud City. He had been wondering how long it would take the cyborg to find him and wring his neck, but he didn't. In fact, he settled down and slept in a box at the bottom of their camp. It was confusing, and even more so when he heard people calling him 'Anakin' and not 'Vader'. So what the heck? Finally, several days after the revelation, he had the guts to climb down to the ground and approach the box. Persephone fluttered down, perching on the box that Anakin used. Lando cleared his throat and tapped on the flap, "Uh, hello?"


    ANAKIN SKYWALKER ?

    Lando moved back several steps, staring up at the mask that greeted him. Maybe he shouldn't have come by... but Anakin was already talking and he couldn't run away now in the middle of a conversation. He straightened himself in an attempt to look taller than he was, compared to the cyborg. "No, I - uh, what?" He blinked several times, looking surprised. The Emperor was dead? The Emperor was dead! "I'm sorry... what's... what's going on?" Persephone squawked, gliding from the top of the box to Lando's side, turning her head sideways to examine Anakin.