[In this forest there are plenty of things that could have been watching Piper: gnomes, manotaurs, and hide behinds, just to name a few. However, as far as this particular thing watching her goes it was neither monster, nor magic. It was just a small 12 year old boy hiding in the bushes frantically flipping through a book while stealing furtive glances at Piper and her dagger.
Not that he doesn't trust strange people with what appear to be ceremonial daggers, but he really doesn't trust strange people with ceremonial daggers.]
[That frantic rustling of pages doesn't go unnoticed by the lost demigod--she's too constantly hyperalert out of necessity to miss something so obvious, and Dipper is probably muttering to himself as he fans through those pages anyway, which just makes him all the more obvious.
Piper isn't Annabeth; she doesn't put a lot of thought into carefully structured plans, with twenty-step backup plans for her backup plans. That isn't to say that she's completely reckless either though--and in this case, leaping at whoever, or whatever, was in those bushes with her knife out didn't seem like the best move. No, this called for finesse.
Charmspeak it was.]
Hey! Come on out of there! Don't you want to be friends?
[Muttering? Oh, you bet he's muttering and it's far louder than he would have wanted it to be. If Piper's listening, which she clearly is, she'll be able to hear him talking fairly animatedly about the dagger in her hands: What is it? What does it mean? Where did she get it from? Did it have something to do with Gravity Falls?
The shriek that comes out of him when his "secret" hiding spot has been revealed sounds as manly as puppy who just got stepped on. If it wasn't obvious that he was young before, it definitely is now.
Dipper closes the journal with a loud slam and, for reasons he doesn't quite understand, slowly starts to make his way out of the bush. He laughs nervously as he struggles through the branches.]
Sorry, sorry, I was just, uh ... I was just, you know, doing some bird watching. I wasn't trying to hide from you or your weird dagger or anything like that.
[Piper looks Dipper over critically as he stumbles out of the bush. He doesn't look like anything more than a pre-teen-ish kid carrying some kind of strange book, but sometimes appearances could be deceiving. Still, he seems way too sincere about freaking out about her dagger to be anyone (or anything) too terribly dangerous. Katoptris is cool and all, but as far as combat goes, it's nothing compared to the big, badass sword she's also carrying.
...And wow, man, that is seriously the lamest excuse she's ever heard for peeking at someone through the bushes, and she's heard Leo spin some crazy whoppers. Which means it's time for some teasing...]
Ohhh, bird watching, huh? That explains the binoculars. [That he isn't wearing. Piper's calling you out, dude.]
Say, that looks like a pretty interesting bird watching book. Mind if I take a look?
[She still hasn't put her dagger away, but she is holding at her side in a casual, non-threatening way as she moves towards him. That's good enough, right?]
[Well, after that additional lame excuse added to his initial lame excuse, he has to know that she knows that he wasn't actually bird watching. If he'll drop it, then she'll let that whole thing slide.] Yeah, guess so.
[It's about this point that Piper realises that she's advancing on a stranger with a drawn knife in her hand, and while that stranger could very well be some weird monster...she's got a feeling that isn't the case. Away goes the knife, leaving her with open and cautiously-spread hands instead.] ...There. Better?
And hey, just because something's old doesn't mean it's not interesting, or useful. There are lots of old stories that can really come in handy--more so than you'd think. This knife of mine is pretty old too, and it's got a neat trick to it, but it's not always accurate either, so I feel ya there.
[Since Dipper is Dipper, it's hard to tell if putting the knife away has made much of a difference as far as his comfort level goes, but it has helped a little bit. At least now he doesn't feel like she could gut him at any moment. He'll have a few more seconds to react.
... She does still have that sword though.
Weird. Weird and still a little bit scary.]
A little, I guess. Still don't know how I feel about someone wandering through the woods with a sword and dagger though.
[He doesn't look all that reassured, Piper's a little amused to note. Still, she's not trying to scare him or any other mortals...it's pretty interesting that he can actually see her weapons for what they are, though. The Mist must not be working very well here for some reason.
...She'll have to ask about that. This whole place seems a little off somehow. Still, working to gain some trust here is probably the first thing she needs to do.]
Honestly, unless you're a monster, you don't have anything to worry about from this dagger and sword.
[Well, a monster or a demigod, but somehow she doubts that's the case.
She drops onto a nearby log (which...probably puts her about eye-level with a standing Dipper, sorry man) and looks at him straight-on.]
I'm Piper, by the way. And...am I crazy, or are these woods a little weird?
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Not that he doesn't trust strange people with what appear to be ceremonial daggers, but he really doesn't trust strange people with ceremonial daggers.]
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Piper isn't Annabeth; she doesn't put a lot of thought into carefully structured plans, with twenty-step backup plans for her backup plans. That isn't to say that she's completely reckless either though--and in this case, leaping at whoever, or whatever, was in those bushes with her knife out didn't seem like the best move. No, this called for finesse.
Charmspeak it was.]
Hey! Come on out of there! Don't you want to be friends?
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The shriek that comes out of him when his "secret" hiding spot has been revealed sounds as manly as puppy who just got stepped on. If it wasn't obvious that he was young before, it definitely is now.
Dipper closes the journal with a loud slam and, for reasons he doesn't quite understand, slowly starts to make his way out of the bush. He laughs nervously as he struggles through the branches.]
Sorry, sorry, I was just, uh ... I was just, you know, doing some bird watching. I wasn't trying to hide from you or your weird dagger or anything like that.
[Smooth.]
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...And wow, man, that is seriously the lamest excuse she's ever heard for peeking at someone through the bushes, and she's heard Leo spin some crazy whoppers. Which means it's time for some teasing...]
Ohhh, bird watching, huh? That explains the binoculars. [That he isn't wearing. Piper's calling you out, dude.]
Say, that looks like a pretty interesting bird watching book. Mind if I take a look?
[She still hasn't put her dagger away, but she is holding at her side in a casual, non-threatening way as she moves towards him. That's good enough, right?]
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[OH. OH SNAP WAIT HE SAID HE WAS BIRD WATCHING AND HE... OH. OH MAN.]
Oh, right! Right, right, binoculars! Yeah, I forgot them at home. I guess that makes me a pretty lousy bird watcher.
[He laughs nervously, tucking the book back in his jacket. Deeeeeefinitely backing away now that she's coming closer.
PIPER PUT THE DAGGER AWAY.]
Either way, this book isn't all that great. It's old. Not very accurate either.
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[It's about this point that Piper realises that she's advancing on a stranger with a drawn knife in her hand, and while that stranger could very well be some weird monster...she's got a feeling that isn't the case. Away goes the knife, leaving her with open and cautiously-spread hands instead.] ...There. Better?
And hey, just because something's old doesn't mean it's not interesting, or useful. There are lots of old stories that can really come in handy--more so than you'd think. This knife of mine is pretty old too, and it's got a neat trick to it, but it's not always accurate either, so I feel ya there.
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... She does still have that sword though.
Weird. Weird and still a little bit scary.]
A little, I guess. Still don't know how I feel about someone wandering through the woods with a sword and dagger though.
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...She'll have to ask about that. This whole place seems a little off somehow. Still, working to gain some trust here is probably the first thing she needs to do.]
Honestly, unless you're a monster, you don't have anything to worry about from this dagger and sword.
[Well, a monster or a demigod, but somehow she doubts that's the case.
She drops onto a nearby log (which...probably puts her about eye-level with a standing Dipper, sorry man) and looks at him straight-on.]
I'm Piper, by the way. And...am I crazy, or are these woods a little weird?