Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20170211043604/@comment-26892768-20170212021644

Somewhere on an isolated region of Angel Island (hooray for reading the thread), Crow pushes himself up with a groan.

"Ugh...where am I?" Crow holds his helmet in his hands as he looks around...then he realizes something. "Hey, my helmet's back! Nice! And..."

He pauses for a moment and examines his significantly larger left arm. On the outside, it doesn't look any different, but on the inside, something feels off. Just to make sure everything's fine, Crow fires a grenade. It still explodes, but he suddenly gets the urge to do...something involving his left arm. He's not sure what, but then he feels a sort of shift. Curious, he fires another grenade...well, tries to, anyway. What he ends up doing is firing a rocket.

"I can switch between my grenade types all by myself now?" Crow blinks. "Huh. Neat. Could've come in handy before vacation, but still neat. Guess that probably applies to my punches, too. So, now then...how do I-"

"Hello there, stranger!" Crow nearly jumps out of his armor when Shovel Knight calls. Somehow, the short knight had managed to get to the clearing where Crow was without a sound.

"Don't do that!" Crow hisses.

Shovel Knight chuckles, embarassed. "Sorry, I just happened to hear explosions, and I thought an aquaintance of mine had been brought here as well...until I saw you, that is. I'm guessing you're not from here?"

"Well, duh. Of course not! I was on vacation on the mainland, not...wherever this is!" Crow gestures to the area around them.

"Then it would appear that we're in the same boat, as it were." Shovel Knight muses. "Perhaps we should go and see if we can find any locals. I am Shovel Knight. And you are?"

"Just call me Crow." Crow replies.

"...But you don't look like a crow, though." Shovel Knight states.

"It's a family thing!" Crow snaps.

"Oh...my bad..." Shovel Knight turns away from Crow. "Now, onward!"

Shovel Knight heads out of the clearing, with Crow following close behind.