#[[Lost Little Astronaut]] - Gawain

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"...ow." Gawain said despite feeling no pain from the wooden pole that had just been smashed across his chestplate. He hadn't felt anything more than a dull vibration, and he was trying very hard not to think too deeply on that.

"Care to try that again?" The knight glared at his would-be attacker. "Or can we save a trip to the landfill and skip straight to the talking?"

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The armored figure already seated on the balcony shifted slightly, raising their head and sitting up from a slouched, unguarded position to look up at the newcomer. Orange eyes flared bright when they realized they were looking at one of the party guests, and the figure jumped to their feet in an ungainly hurry quite different from the quiet composure they'd seemed to have earlier in the night.

"He-hello! Hello, sir." Gawain frantically ran through a checklist in his head - shoulders back, spine straight, make sure his cloak wasn't stuck between the couch cushions - as he tried to pretend he hadn't just been caught sleeping on the job, and looked around, as if to see how many people had witnessed his slip up. It didn't seem to relax him that only one person had.

"I was, uh, just resting for a moment. Yeah..." Gawain looked somewhere around the man's chin and hoped that was close enough to pass for eye contact. If his accent started to sound a bit more posh to cover his nerves, Gawain hoped the man wouldn't point it out. "My apologies...sir." Oh, god, he hadn't looked at the man's face long enough. Who even was this? The knight had paid less attention to the guest list than he had his employers reasons for dragging him halfway across the country to attend. "I didn't mean to be in the way. I'll just, uh. I'll just be going, then."

Open rp: Charity event at Gotham University

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The charity event wasn't one Bruce had set up but had decided to go along and sponsor anyways. Was the event boring to him? Yes yes it was but he needed to be here to save face and show that he was in fact fine despite being 'away on vacation' for several weeks.

He sighed softly, glass of sparkling grape juice in hand as another oddly perverse couple left him be. Bruce slips away from the main crowd to find a more quiet spot to enjoy himself, only to find the spot he usually hides away in taken already.

Hm. "Well hello there."

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"Look, I know this may seem rather unbecoming," Said the suit of armor dangling from the fire escape by its ankle. "But rest assured that I have everything perfectly under control." The helmet turned, as if looking around at the alleyway pavement, the fire escape's ladder, the half-filled dumpster, all just out of its reach, and then it slowly turned back to its original position.

"But, ah...if you happen to be in possession of a spare minute or two to lend a hand, it would be greatly appreciated."

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@littlebadger liked for a starter

"Once again, thank you." Gawain held resolute to the glowing fishing line looped around the head of the spectral horse as a makeshift halter. "I wasn't prepared to have to chase her down - she normally doesn't like to come out when we leave Texas." The horse started to lean back towards the bushes over the fence, and Gawain very pointedly tugged her head away again. "She's very grateful you didn't use the thermos."

"Guinevere would be more grateful if she were able to finish her snack." The horse snorted. "If the gardener did not want his bushes to be eaten, then he should not have planted such delicious ones."

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Late Knights in the Lizard Lair

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((Arthur has told Gawain a thousand times that they aren’t calling his shed workshop the ‘Lizard Lair’. I need to put this down now. My phone is starting to lag from all the layers the file has to open.))

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"All good for take-off, captain!" Gawain replied, flashing cheery thumbs up even if she couldn't see it. It was impossible to see any kind of smile within the void of his helmet, but it was clear in his voice that he was smiling.

"We have some time to kill, you want to go flying?"

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((Gawain if he were in Danny Phantom except I had no art style reference and did it all from memory alone.))

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favorite color and favorite food that is the same color :)

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"Oh, ah," Gawain paused to think for a moment. "Let's say 'orange', for-" A curl of flame peeled off from his helmet plume and popped up under his elbow in a more draconic form with the enthusiastic sound of a single party horn. "For obvious reasons." The knight fondly scratched Branwen behind her spines.

"Now, for a favorite food that is orange...maybe scotch eggs?" He thought out loud. "Depending on what kind of bread crumbs you roll them in before deep frying, they can be orange (or close to it). Can't say I can recall the taste at the moment, though..." Branwen made a series of whistles and trills, gesturing with little clawed hands as she described her own favorite color and snack. She didn't notice how Gawain's expression slowly dropped into a horrified stare as she finished with a militaristic clicking noise.

"...a forty-five calibur what?" He repeated incredulously.

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((Slapped some colors on the sketch to help pass a slow day at work!))

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As Danny talked, Gawain's eyelights slowly rounded out from their smiling slight tilt to a wide, stunned oval shape. That...was far more of an answer than he'd been expecting, and still contained an annoying number of unfamiliar terms. Damn, and he'd thought he'd gotten all caught up on his current events.

Okay, okay, he knew who the Justice League were, at least. From the context 'Lanterns' probably went with 'Green Lantern' (there were more than one??), and if the heroes were already on the case, then it probably wasn't something that he had to worry about, right? Oh, but Aether's cover story of Gawain being his 'bodyguard' to excuse why he was around so often meant that he wasn't exactly out of the public eye, and he didn't exactly look human anymore and he'd never figured out that invisibility trick Griflet swore he should be able to do so hiding wasn't really an option-

"....that's naff." The knight said at last, sounding more than a little lost. The Reptilitones traded looks and whispered amongst themselves (Crisis? What number is this? Bad time. Not here.) for a moment before the largest one opened her mouth.

"Put it in the box, boss." Branwen advised out loud in the voice of what sounded like a young boy. The words were choppy, and sounded like they were mashed together from two different occasions - but they worked to pull Gawain out of whatever thoughts he was stuck in.

"Right! Right..." The knight gave his head a shake and rolled his shoulders, as if physically shrugging off the thoughts. "Sorry. Guess that's what I get for asking." He chuckled a little. "Ah, your turn for a question, yeah?"

Gawain thought about his next question for several seconds before speaking. If he asked the right one, he might be able to answer a few of them in one go...although, with the way things had been going, it was more likely he'd just end up with more questions. It never hurt to try, though.

"You mentioned a 'GIW' before," The knight said at length. "What - or who - is that?" It probably wasn't good, considering the context was that he'd need to get a warning if they were seen in the area.

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Describe Gawain as if you were narrating his appearance, stature, and general "vibes" in a novel!

Tall, lithe, and clad in gleaming golden armor from boots to helm, Gawain looked the very picture of a storybook knight in shining armor.

Most who only knew him in passing or by his media appearances thought him a heroic but stoic figure, for his responses to questions and conversations were often short and evasive, and - with his face obscured but for his eyes - his expressions were nearly impossible to read. He holds himself tall but tense in his non-hero public appearances, and always seems to be on guard for some sort of threat. Gawain comes across in quick conversation as curt at best, and mildly threatening at worst.

But anyone who spoke with the knight longer than what was necessary to get an audience with his employer, Mayor Aether, would be shown a different side of him - the side that stood in the street to make sure no cars ran the crossing light, and let kids in the park teach him how to play hopscotch. When not feeling the pressure to be on his best behavior for the sake of Aether's reputation, Gawain becomes a kindhearted people-pleaser who has trouble saying no and gives his all to fulfill his promises even when he's overwhelmed and out of his depth.

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what color are Gawain's eyes? Is that the only feature of his face visible behind his mask/helm?

Gawain's eyes are the same bright orange as the Reptilitones, and they're usually his only facial feature that seems to be visible to everyone at all times.

Although if he gets particularly excited (like if he's dancing, talking about space, or just plain feeling like a kid again), he has five freckles that glow white when his emotions are high (the higher, the brighter!).

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“Sigil City really comes alive when the sun goes down.”

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((I usually don’t draw backgrounds - let alone cityscapes - so this was a nice challenge!))

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Despite Chopper's best efforts, Gawain wasn't quite able to get back on the offensive. After a few ungainly staggers, he gave up trying to regain his footing and let himself fly, though only an inch or two off the arena floor. It still wasn't enough to catch up to Big Barda's relentless chain of attacks. Eventually, one strike with a good twist wretched his blade from his hand, and sent poor Chopper sailing across the room with a dismayed shriek.

"....ah." Gawain looked at his now-empty glove for a moment before curling his hand into a fist, and taking a pose similar to one he'd seen on TV. He'd never been one for street brawling, though. "Shall we call it there? Or am I not getting off that easily?"

Open Fandom RP (to all fandoms)

Big Barda was a member of the New Gods, a race of powerful alien and was born on Apokolips, where she was forced to train to be a servant of Darkseid. Thankfully, she was saved and freed before being brought to New Genesis to become a hero. She loves battle and relishes at the thought of fighting a strong opponent, like your muse.

"I was told much about your skills in battle. Let's see if they are true or not. I make no promises to hold back, so I suggest you go all out. Are you ready?"

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Assorted Worldbuilding Headcanons Focused Mostly On The DP Part Of The DPxDC Crossover Aspect Of This Blog In No Particular Order Because I Like Wide Nets For My Sandboxes, GO!:

Vlad is in his redemption era when he's handed Gawain for an accelerated ghost skills course, and it is absolutely not of his own will.

He tried and failed to fleece Laird Aether when the 'sister city' project between Sigil and Amity was first proposed, not knowing that his seemingly naive target was actually a Fae lord.

No-one but Vlad knows what Laird said or did to make him suddenly balk on his evil schemes and try to straighten up so quickly, but according to Mayor Aether's assistant(s), they had a civil discussion and traded witty banter, of which, Aether just so happened to have more of.

According to Master's assistant, they fucked in the office coat closet.

Vlad drank a LOT of coffee while trying to teach Gawain intangibility and invisibility, as his enchanted armor made fully fading from the visible spectrum quite difficult, and getting stuck halfway into the floor sent him into a panic attack.

Duplication 101 and Ectoblasts for Beginners were postponed indefinitely as a result.

Griflet and Bran don't like Vlad. At all. They hiss at him and puff themselves up like angry cats if he gets close,

Chopper, surprisingly, does like Vlad, and likes to lounge across the back of his chairs to steal bites of his snacks when they take breaks between lessons.

Vlad does not like Chopper, but prefers to keep all of his fingers where they are.

They make a very weird pair: Gawain spent his entire childhood chasing any kind of praise from his parents, so the moment Vlad gave him any kind of positive reinforcement, he clung to it, and Vlad (deep down) really wanted that sense of family he thought he'd only ever get with Maddie and Danny.

When Danny comes by to see what Vlad's scheming, as he's been quiet for weeks now, he's horrified (and a little bit concerned) to find that Vlad's seemingly shifted his creepy parenting focus off of him and onto a new ghost.

Any fighting is dissuaded, however, by Gawain getting his hand stuck halfway through Vlad's table and spilling the tea when he can't get it out.

Chopper also likes Danny, but Bran called dibs.

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