[ and up keith goes. trying not to squirm around too much, he squints this way and that at the door frame. the four ticks of silence he gets for unimpeded focus are juuuuust enough for him to work out where he ought to peck, but then shiro has to tease, huh? ]
Babe.... [ dismayed, keith kicks webbed feet in protest. ] Don't call me out like that.
[ can he really be blamed for being a little hung up on the topic? hmph. if he weren't a penguin, he'd be grumbling, but as it stands he merely channels his irritation with malachite's impeccable sense of timing into a solid peck at the door frame beneath the wedged antler. on the bright side, it leaves a splintering crack that should make it easier for shiro to yank himself free. on the not so bright side, penguins aren't woodpeckers and the impact feels about as great as you'd imagine. keith flinches back, giving himself a shake.]
Ow.
[ good thing he's used to getting smashed into things face first from being red's paladin, eh? just like old times or something. ]
i don't like this plot twist
Babe.... [ dismayed, keith kicks webbed feet in protest. ] Don't call me out like that.
[ can he really be blamed for being a little hung up on the topic? hmph. if he weren't a penguin, he'd be grumbling, but as it stands he merely channels his irritation with malachite's impeccable sense of timing into a solid peck at the door frame beneath the wedged antler. on the bright side, it leaves a splintering crack that should make it easier for shiro to yank himself free. on the not so bright side, penguins aren't woodpeckers and the impact feels about as great as you'd imagine. keith flinches back, giving himself a shake.]
Ow.
[ good thing he's used to getting smashed into things face first from being red's paladin, eh? just like old times or something. ]