*Zidane has one thing to say about the past two weeks*

Dagger's going to -kill- me.

Shit...

*Since the start of the snow, Zidane's made his way outside, dressed normally. The lack of a scarf and a sweater doesn't bother him.*

*The snow coats on his shoulders, his hair, the curve of his tail and the tip of it. One hand is neatly wrapped around a handle, a mug full of hot chocolate even as snow flakes fall into it, he ignores them as he lifts the mug to sip at it. His left hand rests firmly on the handle of his dagger, which is in it's sheath, the top of the handle getting coated in snow.*

*He's content, a small smile on his face, happy to see the stuff falling around him.*

*Boots crunch down on the stuff, despite the light snowfall.*

*First thing people may notice about the thief, is that he's curled into a ball, rolling on the floor and going at an insane speed. Green hair can be seen, as well as feathers that seem to be on his tail.*

*Part of a play? Maybe.*

*Still, the thief rolls straight into the wall, slamming against it hard. He yelps in surprise, uncurling himself as he gets himself into a sitting position.*

... That hurt.

*Hand lifts to rub at his head, tail flicking idly behind him, green feathers clearly shown.*

*Outside of the hotel, someone seems to be approaching it from a distance. Drops of red are on his shoulder, wrists bound tightly behind him.*

... Huh?

*Murmuring as he catches his new surroundings, looking around before flicking his head to the side as if to shake his hair out of his face. His tail snaps back and forth behind him, unsure of what to do. He hesitates for a split second, then makes his way for the hotel...*

This place sure ain't home.

((ooc; Yeah, the hotel caught him in the middle of a play, blood is fake. \o\))

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Thank you!

*As this particular video post cuts in, Zidane's lying flat on his stomach, on the bed, dead asleep. However, he's not alone, there's a yellow canary perched on his back side, walking along the thief's back.

Zidane's arms are folded underneath the pillow, hair hiding his face and tail curled around one of his legs. His newly acquired bird perches on Zidane's tail, fluttering her wings.

The thief mumbles something, obviously not waking up just yet.*

((He went emo on me a week ago, getting the canary helped him out, it represents the love of his life back home, Dagger. TL;DR version is the plays name 'I Want to Be Your Canary' was put into action upon kidnapping Dagger. |Da))

Anyone up for a dance off~?

Come on! Come on!

Let's have a little party! Or contest.

'M right outside the hotel!

[ooc; This may be heard in the background, as Zidane is already dancing to it like a dork. :P]

[He's up and awake, but poor kid is still ill at any rate. Better than what he was before.]

Thank you... to everyone who helped me.

Tear? Are you alright?

[Private to Daddybird: Unhackable]

Jet? Could we talk?

[/Private]

[Zidane's trance had worn off him and he collapses in a heap on the floor, barely aware of what's going on around him now.

He's sick. Very ill.

A groan escapes him as he rolls onto his side, throwing up.]

J-jet... Help...

[He's in his room]

((OOC: Jade/Tear got into the comments~ *shot* Aka porns shall be found))

[Zidane's.... incredibly restless. He's back in his room, tail flicking back and forth and he looks worried.

It's been far too long since his trance hit him. He knows it's a curse, but it still worries him.]

Curses only last for a week?

[Zidane's covered in pink fur, from head to toe. Not a single shred of clothing can be seen on him.

He moves from the laptop to the window, glancing outside, tail flicking all the while.]

*After nearly guarding bitty!Shadow and the newest Sonic for a long while, he was told to go home. And sleep.*

*He almost didn't make it to his room, stumbling and about damn near dozing off. But he made it.*

*When he got into his room, he tripped on something and stumbled into his closet, falling asleep for about a day there*

*He does stir after a hard crash, only to find himself in a dark room.*

W-what...?

*A hand lifts to switch a light on and he frowns a little. Zidane gets up and trails his hand along the wall to find the doorknob and goes to twist it open. It doesn't give.*

H-Hey!

*A loud 'BANG' could be heard on the door as he knocks on it. Where is he? He thinks for a moment and does recall tripping.*

Oh man. Talk about laughable...

*He kneels down to find a flashlight to help him see. Next step, find something that will help him pick at a lock. He's trapped, in his own closet. Embarrassing almost. Okay, not almost, but really embarrassing.*

Baku would kill me.

*He mutters quietly to himself, working on getting himself out of here.*

*someone has been laughing at the people who had been stuck together. he's been enjoying his freedom by exploring the city.

however, he's poofed in a room, clearly not his.*

Uh-oh.

*looking around for the occupant here.*

Heh, guess I did ask for it.

[As the video feed cuts in, he can be seen curled up on the bed, legs crossed and tail curled back. His arms are linked behind his head, singing softly.

This song in particular. Today is a special day and he's thinking of her.

His princess, his Dagger....]

Hey Jet.

You and me. Rematch.

Are ya on for one?

[He's out in the city somewhere when he happens to spy out one of the chickens. Cue him giving it a curious glance and moving over to poke it.]

H-hey!

[It pecked him and he's leaping back from the chicken. There's a tree nearby and he leaps up to curl his tail around a branch and hangs there.]

O-ow...

[There's a herd of them heading his way.]

... Probably should run, shouldn't I?

[What's up Redux, have a sound of someone crashing on the floor. Hard and very loud. Most noticeable to those on the eight floor and through the laptops. Yup, that crash should wake up most of the hotel.]

A-alive...?

[Pushing himself up to his feet, tail flicking a bit from side to side as a hand lifts to rub the back of his head.]

That was a bit crazy.

[Now, he notices the room, glancing around, blinking in confusion.]

What...?

[Where did the forest go to?]