A thing? I wrote? have fun you crazy kids
Really, Kirin made quite a bit of an effort to not go to Ridge’s house, not out of real dislike for the man Ridge just happened to have a horrid hoarding habit and Kirin didn’t really want to get lost in there again. But in other news he was fairly certain Ridge’s little workshop, easy to see when in the front lawn, might’ve actually grown since he last saw it. Impressive since last time it was spilling out of it’s own private building.
This was mostly do to said little habit of Ridge’s plus him forgetting exactly what it is that he already owns, he’d often build a machine and use it for what he needs and then make another of the same type when he needs it again, and be too emotionally attached to all the work he put into both of them to get rid of either. Then proceed to do it again. Honestly sometimes Kirin felt Ridge might actually be quite intelligent and then sometimes he walks in to find ridge building five of the same thing all at the same time right next to each other not even realizing it, or seeming to think to just poof one in.
Now Kirin was actually here for something, nothing important really, but it was something. The two of them had arranged a little meet up, a peaceful one not one of their little skirmishes, something like a little lunch and tea was what Kirin was expecting really. That or embarking on some weird old tradition from “the old days”, as Ridge put it, though Kirin has never actually understood those even when Ridge spent a full day explaining just was a “birdie” is and why it’s not shaped like a birdie and why they are supposed to hit it over a net with little handheld nets.
Now the first to have a get together with Ridge you actually have to find Ridge. The man had a massive property and a habit of being in a different quarter of it every damn time Kirin tries to come over, especially annoying when Ridge had decided to add some of kirins belongings to his hoard. The good news was the multitude of animals living on the property were kind enough to lead Kirin to the fae, the issue being they tended to send the massive alligator to lead him around and frankly Kirin was a bit terrified of her as if she stood on her back feet (not something he thought alligators could do until she decided she needed a better vantage point to find Ridge) she was actually a bit taller than him. Not to mention the fact that she was a alligator, a cutely named alligator but a alligator nonetheless. This time around she had lead him to Ridges “little” workshop before waddling off to the nearest water source to terrorize the geese and some horse.
Inside the workshop there was a loud humming which was probably from some sort of generator, though it seemed no machines were actually on at the time. A quick look around and it seemed pretty clear ridge wasn’t actually anywhere in here, and there wasn’t much space for him to be hiding. Well except… Kirin had a thought, and walked on over to what he was fairly certain was the loudest generator he’s ever encountered and peered behind it’s back.
“Of course.” Kirin deadpanned staring behind the machine.
Ridge had, for probably the first time in months, fallen asleep.
Behind a roaring generator.
Honestly kirin wasn’t really sure what he expected, this was Ridge after all. Frankly he was more surprised that Ridge managed to get back there, it wasn’t exactly a wide space between the wall and machine and well, Ridge wasn’t exactly the smallest width wise. Part of Kirin was almost interested enough to try and get the full story of how he got back there but most of him just wanted him out to get on with their meet up. He tried to just shake RIdge’s shoulder and even shout his name but Ridge was pretty damn deep into that sleep and really there was no yelling over the generator, plus if he could sleep next to that there was absolutely no chance kirin could yell him awake. So he went with the second best option.
Yank him out.
Truthfully? It was probably more the third of fourth best option, the true second was just leave him and meetup another day. The actual process of yanking the man out wasn’t all that hard once kirin moved to the other side, the side that wasn’t filled with wires and tubes, really it was more Kirin used a bit too much force and ended up flying back and smacking into some machines. Which felt terrible in every way and at that one moment Kirin wished Ridge had kept up that “space age” style he seemed to have liked for awhile. Though some good news was he managed to catch Ridge, who seemed to have woken up slightly.
“Well good morning!” Probably not the best opening line for when you’re holding a man up by his armpits after yanking him out from behind a machine and probably breaking your back on a different machine. Ridge seemed to take it well though, he simply nodded before closing his eyes again. Kirin, the clear master of interactions that he is, kinda just shook Ridge awake.
“Friend, you invited me over, and I’m pretty sure sleeping on guests is quite rude.” Ridges response to this was a simple grumble in some language Kirin didn’t know, lifing one of long ears up and tilting his head ever so slightly, looking out the window, and then just grappling onto Kirin into a more comfortable position to sleep. Notably one Kirin couldn’t easily shake him in as he basically forced himself to be carried bridal style. This of course was not gonna slide with Kirin as he may have formed a bit of a friendship with the smaller man but certainly it wasn’t at the ‘sleep in each other’s arms’ level. So he did what any reasonable person would do and walked out of the room, and turned to look down the hill, then dropped Ridge. Which to be fair Ridge actually made it a pretty impressive halfway down before waking up, it was clear he woke up as he began to curse out Kirin.
Kirin turned away to leave, but of course, there are some side effects to dropping and rolling a powerful magic user down a fairly large hill. Those side effects happening to be being magically yanked down said hill as well.