smash_logs | No thunderstorms here!

Who: Zapdos, anyone
What: Zapdos is on a dare of being quiet for a week.
Where: ANYWHERE
When: From Feb. 1 to Feb. 8
Warnings: Some swearing, some violence. IT'S ZAPDOS.

This was so stupid. So very stupid. Why did he even accept the challenge anyways? Now he was going to go by a week without any sort of shouting, yelling or any sort of loud noises. He knew he went by a week staying pretty quiet before, but that was because he was a ice keese and couldn't talk or see much. Well he did see some things, but it was so weird and awkward and made him a little nauseous.

But now... he was able to talk. It was habitual for him to talk LOUD. But the bet... Well he didn't have a specific thing he wanted at the moment, but it pissed him of so much that Green thought he couldn't do it. Well he'll show him... He just had a tiny confidence issue at the moment.

[OOC: OPEN LOG! Come bug Zapos and try to piss him off! Or just have a talk. He will be out and around places for the week, except probably classes. As the day passes by Zapdos will become more and more rude, if not getting louder. ~~Who knows, he may not even make it to the last day!~~ He definitely will not last the entire week. He is going to completely snap on the 6th, and then for the rest of the "week" (7th, 8th) he will be nonstop loud. Like literally 24-hours nonstop. People can give him warnings during those times, but he will not stop. 8)c ENJOY!]

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Vianca was very much minding her own business. She was going to and fro from somewhere, and at this moment she was strangely not on top of the paying attention game. Perhaps she would have been a bit more if Zapdos were not trying his best to be quiet. It was very hard to miss him otherwise. Or maybe she just wasn't feeling that well.

Whatever the case, in this rare moment, she was not paying attention.

She walked right into the back of Zapdos' legs.

Two days down, five more to go. The first day wasn't so bad, but so many people tried to strike up conversations on the second day that it left him so drained. He was starting to get easily ticked off at any little thing. The last thing he wanted at that moment was having someone bump into him.

That was when he felt something bump into him from behind. He whirled around to look down at a somewhat familiar girl. Oh wasn't she the girl who was following him during that one incident with jell-o-related nightmares? Okay this might not be too bad...

"...Whatdya want." He asked in a slightly hissing voice through clenched teeth.

Oh. Oh who had she run into this was embarrassing, though you wouldn't have been able to tell that she thought that way. Vianca took a step back, staring up at him. Oh... the boy that was running around and made a lot of noise in the library. He seemed different today. Perhaps that's how she... Well. Hello Zapdos.

She shook her head at his hiss. There wasn't anything she wanted, sorry to bother you.

Oh okay. Zapdos drew out a sigh as he rubbed the back of his neck. She wasn't out to annoy him (maybe) and he had practically snapped at her.

"...Sorry about that." Zapdos apologizing?! This was probably going to be the one time during the month he would apologize for his actions.

An apology was in fact something that she had not expected out of him. Never once had she heard those words leave his lips over anything else he had done. There was a first time for everything, she supposed. There was the faintest raise of her eyebrows in surprise, but it quickly faded as she nodded and gave him the tiniest of bows for his trouble.

Vianca looked back up at him, tilted her head in a fashion that was slightly indicative of curiosity. Why was he so quiet? Was something wrong?

And he noticed the stare. This was making him feel so awkward. He scratched the back of his head as he looked away from the gaze, feeling embarrassed.

"What?? I said sorry, so just go away, alright?"

Her head slowly tilted in the other direction. Curious. After about a moment of that she gave him a curt nod. She had no business in bothering him, so she would refrain from doing so. Vianca gathered her bearings and went on her way, pausing to give him another glance before she retreated farther down the hall.

Something was definitely odd with the bird. She'd be keeping her eye on him to see what happened.

No thunderstorms here!

[Hallways somewhere. THE THIRD.]

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