Peesh Walker

"I survived." Tracking:[ peeshwalker ] Indie roleplay blog for Peesh Walker.

[togetherwithhate]

Atros smiles at the sweet little child. Flowers aren’t particularly his specialty—honestly, he hasn’t had much contact with the prettier things in life since Trakka died. At the very least, it’s worth a shot. 

"Then where should we get the flowers to complete it?" At the very least, he can assist her in gathering them.

[peeshwalker]

Peesh points to a part of the field that is nearby. There's a bunch of pink flowers in bloom there and a little further are more yellows. Then she puts the partial crown back in the basket, gently she moves it and the purple flowers to show him that she has a couple pink flowers left. But it is clear they will not finish the crown. 

"Would you like me to show you how to make the crown?" She smiles at up at him, glad to have the other visiting her. She hasn't really been left alone much since coming to Odym and she's glad for the change. 

[togetherwithhate]

Atros follows her slowly, leaning down as she shows him things. The height difference may not be as severe between Atros and the elder Astonian, though it is quite noticeable between himself and the girl, as she’s not much past his waist in height.

"I see." Another soft smile, and he nods. "What else are you doing?" He notices the other flowers, particularly the ones she has begun to knit together.

[peeshwalker]

Peesh puts the purple flower back in the tiny color coded pile she has forming in the basket. Then she moves the handle of the basket to the middle of her arm so she can hold the partially made flower crown in both of her tiny hands. 

It is half way done and made up of yellow and pink flowers. Yellow being the smaller flowers within the crown. "This is going to be a flower crown. I've already made a whole bunch for daddy and his friends, I think this one would look pretty on you when it's done." 

[togetherwithhate]

It’s almost second nature for Atros to kneel down to her level as she approaches. If the girl wants a hug, he’s happy to accommodate. She is so very small in comparison to him, and his arms easily envelop her in a gentle hug, afraid to injure her with his strength. 

"I see you have been busy." He pulls back, attempting a soft smile as he gestures to the basket she left behind. Carefully, he places a hand on her shoulder. "Might I join you?" Not that he’s at all familiar with gardening or the like, but he figures a bit of friendly bonding would be a good idea. That is what he was there for, after all.

[peeshwalker]

She doesn't hold back and squeezes with all her might, knowing she was much too tiny to even com close to hurting him. Letting go she looks over to her basket when he motions to it. 

"Oh, my flowers!" She nods after turning back to face him. "Uh-huh, you can help if you want to." She is slower when she makes her way towards the basket again than when she had been heading for Atros. She hums a little on her way to it and then picks it back up. 

Peesh grabbed a rather large purple flower and showed it to the other, all the while her smile remaining in place. "Daddy and I can eat these ones, so I'm saving some for him to have when he gets back." 

[togetherwithhate]

peeshwalker

[togetherwithhate]

Seeing as Atros is—well, tolerated—on Odym, he’s been visiting more often. Mostly for Saint Walker. Honestly, every time for Saint Walker. But, there are more and moments in which he is curious, of this child that his partner cares so deeply for.

Yes, it hurts Atros to see such a close father and daughter pair. But, he feels guilty for being so awkward around the poor girl. And thus, with Bro’dee’s approval, he seeks the girl out during the day, as she’s playing. Perhaps he’ll feel better after he spends time with the girl.

Atros’s approach is quiet, seeking her out amongst the flora of Odym, close to the home of the Astonian duo. “Peesh?”

[peeshwalker]

Peesh is picking flowers when Atros approaches her. Some flowers are for little flower crowns that she's fond of making for the blue lanterns, other flowers are actually okay for her to eat and those she picks to snack on throughout the day. At the sound of Atros' voice she stops and sets the basket half full of flowers down. 

It is the man her daddy cares deeply for and was so nice to her when they visited him.

"Atros!"

She smiles brightly up at him and rushes the rest of teh short distance to him with her arms open wide. Her preferred greeting is a hug, though she is small and must reach up in order to hug the other. 

[peeshwalker]

[ lays in the grass, curled up next to her daddy. ]

[togetherwithhate]

A couple of minutes pass before Atros returns, though he does return with tea, in a mug. The smallest mug he could find, though it’s still a bit large for a girl her size. Just a bit. She’ll probably have to hold it in both of her precious hands, though one of Atros’s completely envelops it.

When he walks back into the room, he has to pause for a moment. A father and daughter pair, sweet as can be. Though it makes him smile, his heart aches. Atros remembers—though distantly—what it was like to have Trakka cling to him in excitement and comfort, and the memory hurts to have dredged to the surface. He’ll have to deal with such things with Saint Walker in his life now, he supposes. As this dear girl would be a part of that life as well.

Carefully, he hands the mug of tea to her, warning her gently that it is a bit hot, and she should perhaps let it cool before drinking it. Once she has the mug, he eases into the one chair in the room that is well worn, attempting to relax. “It has been a very long time since I last entertained guests. Forgive me if I’m a bit rusty.”

[sanguinesavior-blog]

He rubbed his daughter’s back again, kissing her forehead. There was not a moment he wasn’t thanking the gods that Peesh had been returned to him, spending all his time believing that his family was truly gone. There was still a lot of guilt and burning for what happened to his father, his love and his son, and the years that his daughter spent on her own.

But his hope still pulled him from the ashes, and he promised to make it up to Peesh, and that he would certainly see his family in the next life. He briefly wondered when the other entered, if maybe that next life would include Atros, too, just as he had been there in this one. He certainly hoped so.

He helped Peesh steady the very warm mug, giving Atros a reassuring smile. He wished he could somehow find a better way to break this tinge of awkwardness. “It’s quite alright. Everything is perfect.”

[peeshwalker]

It was hard for Peesh to not be attached to her father physically since their reunion. Maybe it was a tiny fear of being separated from him again, but her faith that it wouldn't happen again outweighed that fear for the most part. 

She detached herself from her daddy when Atros came in and handed her the mug. She did have to hold it with both her hands and it felt really warm and slightly heavy in her tiny hands. She thanked her daddy for helping her to keep the mug steady.

Peesh headed Atros' warning, taking care to blow on the top of the tea to cool it down some. She felt she was good to take a tiny sip, and it was still very warm but it did not burn her at all so she took a bigger sip. It was tasty and she happily told Atros so before continuing to drink from the mug.

[past20142]

this family is going to be fucking beautiful

[togetherwithhate]

Atros takes the selection in-hand and leans down enough so that Saint Walker can kiss him once more. That is something he will never be unfond of, the affection granted to him by the other. In return, he lifts his empty hand to cup Walker’s cheek and kiss him once more, slowly this time. “You are welcome.”

"Now, go spend time with your dear Peesh. I doubt my home is of much interest to a child her age. Tea will be ready shortly, I will bring it out." Another brief kiss to the top of Bro’dee’s head and Atros turns toward the stove to boil water in the kettle for tea.

[sanguinesavior-blog]

Saint Walker trails his fingers from Atros’s face lovingly, kissing him one last time before leaving for the living room, feeling rather pleased. It seemed so natural already, oddly enough, that Saint Walker couldn’t help but wonder if they were more fitted for each other than they thought..

He sits beside Peesh again, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and nuzzling her face. He wasn’t so much curious about the things as she was, as he had seen them before during his visits to Earth — he was just a little more curious in where he got them.

[peeshwalker]

Peesh had decided to sit on her hands before her father returned, and that's how she was when he came into the room. It was so she'd be less inclined to touch something and likely break it. 

But she forgot about why she was sitting there with her hands under her legs the moment he'd returned, and as he sat down she promptly pulled her hands out from under herself to wrap her arms around him. Her curiosity still remained but she was sufficiently distracted by her daddy being there with her. Peesh nuzzled him back and curled up into his side to cuddle.  

[mymothershumility]

"Oh, is that so?" Her brows rose in a show of surprise, though she continued smiling. Saint Walker was the only Astonian Blue Lantern that she was aware of, making her assume that the little one was his offspring. "I feel certain that I am familiar with your father, then. Others call him Saint Walker, yes?"

[peeshwalker]

She nodded at the older woman. Peesh wasn't quite sure who a lot of people here were other than the blue lanterns.

"That's daddy. You know my daddy? What's your name?" She stared curiously at the lady, though still smiling. 

[mymothershumility]

peeshwalker

"Hello," she said, giving the child a friendly smile. "Where did you come from, little one?"

[peeshwalker]

"Uhmm     " The small Astonian girl thought about it for a moment, not sure if she should say Astonia or Odym. 

"I live on Odym with my daddy!" She smiled up at the nice lady. 

[togetherwithhate]

The Lounge is filled with all a manner of interesting objects, especially the entertainment center. Small, thin boxes covered in words and pictures—but one such thing, seated low on one side of the entertainment center, is a square box with dials on the front of it, and an opaque top with what looks to be a round disc inside of it. How curious.

Once Bro’dee had followed him into the kitchen, Atros pauses, pulling the Astonian into his arms and giving him a real kiss. Perhaps he just needed the reassurance, perhaps he missed the blue. Either way, he was going to greet him properly. He plants another kiss on Walker’s forehead, briefly. “You should look over the herbs I have for tea. I wouldn’t want to choose anything that may be harmful.”

[sanguinesavior-blog]

Saint Walker was caught off guard by the sudden kiss, but happily stood on his toes and returned it, wrapping his arms around him the best he could. He took his hands in his after, holding them close to him and leaning back up to nuzzle his jaw lovingly. “Of course.”

He pulls away from him and walks over to the selection, looking through them carefully before selecting one. “Here.” He pulls it from the shelf, handing it to Atrocitus and pulling him down in another kiss, albeit a small one. 

"Thank you, again." He can’t help it, he doesn’t feel like he can give enough gratitude to the other for all of this.

[peeshwalker]

Peesh was sure once they came back, she could ask Atros what all the weird objects do. For now she just tried to look at the titles on the book shelves from her spot on the couch. Maybe she'd be able to recognize a letter or two if any of them were from Astonia at all. She failed to see any, though that just could be for a few reasons. 

Her gaze went back to the black square and the stuff around it. Why would anybody need things with so many buttons on them she wondered. What did they do? She tried to not think about it until Atros and her daddy returned. But she was a curious little Astonian and it was hard to focus on anything other than the questions going through her head.

[togetherwithhate]

"Tea it is." Atros smiles at her once again—a precious little thing she is, so polite and courteous. He wonders if all Astonians are as such, or if Walker is just particularly that good of a father. Instinctually, he leans more toward the latter. Watching the two of them interact both warmed his heart and made it ache, he has not seen such father and daughter fondness since before his dear Trakka was taken from him.

He starts to turn toward the kitchen, and pauses, giving a nod to Saint Walker that he hopes is interpreted as a ‘follow me’ nod. It is his intent to, once in the kitchen, actually greet his—partner, he supposes, though he does not know if that is fitting to describe their relationship. Not that Atros intends to do anything uncouth to Saint Walker, he only wishes a bit of fondness from him and is unsure as to what Walker has told his daughter about his relation to Atros.

Not to mention that he has a wide variety of teas, and wants to make sure that none of them would be toxic to Astonians. That is a risk he is unwilling to take.

[sanguinesavior-blog]

Saint Walker can’t help but be so ecstatic about how well this was going — Atros’s sweetness was a blessing, but it came as no surprise, considering how gentle he had been overall as of late. It seemed that he had worked hard enough to uncover this side of him beneath the otherwise vicious exterior, and that made it something particularly precious to him. Noticing Atrocitus’s gesture and understanding, he patted Peesh’s shoulder comfortingly before standing up. “Be right back.” 

He followed him into the kitchen, placing his hand on his shoulder. Bro’dee had informed Peesh while they were getting ready that Atros was important to him, but he himself did not know how to properly address what their relationship was at this point either. He hoped it was something more than just casual, as Atros had opened himself up to him.

[peeshwalker]

Peesh, being a small eleven year old, was full of energy. It was a little difficult to sit still. But she knew that whatever the two adults were going to go talk about must be important. Her daddy hardly left her alone since they'd been reunited. Something she was more than happy with. 

But she knew that Atros was very important, both from things her daddy had said to her at breakfast this morning and from the way they'd interacted upon first seeing each other.

While they were in the kitchen, Peesh opted to looking around at the strange objects, such as the big black square in the room, and just what it was they did or were for.

[togetherwithhate]

Its been so long since Atros entertained guests that he’s not sure exactly what to do. In the kitchen, he has food ready to be prepared—primarily of the vegetarian variety, as he assumes that is what Saint Walker is—but dinner time is not now, and he should find some way to entertain them.

"This way." He leads them through the hall to the lounge, which is covered in large, plush chairs, only one of which seems to have gotten any real use. There’s an entertainment system in the room as well, one that is very similar to what one would find on Earth—in fact, it is and entertainment system from Earth. He has spent quite a long while being bored out of his mind, after all. And the the room also houses an array of bookshelves, containing books both of Earth and of planets across the cosmos. One particular bookshelf seems to be entirely of Ryutian origin, many of the books looking hand-bound, as though Atros has transcribed copies himself as the originals have aged.

"Make yourselves comfortable. I have drinks, if you would like any. Tea, perhaps?"

[sanguinesavior-blog]

His eyes still can’t but wander as they go about; everything here seemed to be very nice, and he had a profound appreciation for it. Atrocitus seemed to surprise him at every turn, which he happened to be very fond of. 

He was trying — Saint Walker understands why he seems so aloof. He had been alone for a very long time, and probably rarely, if ever, had company to entertain. He gave him a reassuring smile and rubbed his arm appreciatively with his free hand as he passed him. He leads the small girl through, taking her to sit on one of the chairs.

"I am alright for now. How about you?" He looked towards Peesh, instinctively straightening her sleeve. His heart still could do nothing but swell whenever he saw her sweet face, as he was delighted to have her back in his arms.

[peeshwalker]

As she was led about, she studied a lot of their surroundings. It all looked so strange, but still very neat. She didn't know what some of the objects were for, so she figured she shouldn't mess with them if she was ever left alone for any period of time.

Something she did recognize were books. Lots of books too. Most had strange writing on them, she barely knew how to read her own language so she doubted she'd be able to do much aside from look at some with pictures in them. But they did remind her of how her daddy would read to her and Jatt when she was smaller. 

Then Peesh is led to a chair, which she sits on. It is comfortable but it feels as if it hadn't been used much. It might be nice to nap on though if she got tired. Looking back up at Atros and her father she pays close attention to them. It's so nice to see her daddy so happy and she's sure she hasn't really stopped smiling.

Atros' offer and her father's question does remind her that she hasn't had anything to eat and drink since before they left Odym. Peesh nods in response. "Tea sounds yummy."

[togetherwithhate]

Atros smiles softly—no teeth, he knows how frightening a mouth full of canines can be to a child—and does his best to be calm with the child. It’s been quite some time since he’s been around any children that did not run screaming from him due to his appearance, so it will take some time for him to get used to. 

"Atros." His real name, not the Atrocitus handle that he uses as a Red Lantern. Better to be honest with the child, as she is the daughter of the man he intends to keep the company of for quite some time. "It is nice to meet you."

He looks back up at Saint Walker, gesturing towards the direction he’s walked from. “This way.” A brief, gentle squeeze of Walker’s arm, and Atros leads the way back to his home, holding the door open for them once they arrive.

[sanguinesavior-blog]

He eases a bit, feeling rather delighted at the interactions exchanged between the two. This was exactly as he had hoped it would be, and it took a great deal of worry off of his chest. He relaxed his hold on Peesh now that she was more comfortable.

Saint Walker felt otherwise overjoyed by the prospect of this all. He was spending time with the two people who meant so much to him. The thought of being a family like this briefly crosses his mind, and he can’t help but feel like he’s getting too ahead of himself.

He followed alongside him at an even pace, still a little exasperated at the beauty of his surroundings. He thanked him once more and stepped inside, setting Peesh down and taking her hand into his. 

[peeshwalker]

She was happy to find that, to her at least, aside from his appearance the man wasn't actually all that scary. He seemed nice to Peesh and her daddy, and that was all she cared about. A polite statement deserves a polite response in her eyes so she agrees with a bright smile, "It's nice to meet you too." 

When they're inside what Peesh can only guess is Atros' house she tries to look around before she feels her father shifting to put her down. She happily wraps her tiny fingers around his when he takes her hand.

The place isn't like anything the small Astonian is used to but then recently nothing really is. And she had a feeling nothing would be for quite some time. Nevertheless she felt happy to be there, with her daddy and somebody who obviously makes her daddy so happy. 

[togetherwithhate]

Atros is anxious, at best. 

It was one thing to spend time with Saint Walker when they were alone. The feelings that he held for the other were still somewhat confusing and very raw—but to hear that his daughter had returned to him? It brought thoughts and memories upon Atros that he would rather bury deep and leave behind. 

Saint Walker is happy, that is what matters. Atros can find a way to otherwise deal with the situation at-hand. Soon he would be meeting this sweet little girl, and he could not make her uneasy by showing his mixed feelings outwardly. The feelings were not because of her, but his own past. And it was his past that had put him here, where he could be there for a partner and his dear little daughter.

Atros waits for him on the steps leading up to the entrance of his home. It is a stone thing, windows tinted, though still made of glass. From the inside, it looks as one would expect an ancient temple of stone to look. On the inside? Not so much.

He catches a glimpse of blue through the trees, it would seem that they landed a bit off from the home itself. It’s not as though he expected Saint Walker to be able to pick it out from above on the first try. Close enough, at least. Atros stands from his perch and wanders towards where they had landed, and smiles softly upon finding the two of them. Father and daughter, comfortable with one another.

"My home is in this direction." At first, he is hesitant to approach them too close, or even greet them, but he manages it, reaching out gently to place a hand on Saint Walker’s shoulder as he reaches them. "This must be Peesh?"

[sanguinesavior-blog]

Saint Walker lands, and when Peesh curls up closer to him, he instinctively holds her tighter in an attempt to comfort her, rubbing her back with his hand. He looked around curiously at the surroundings; this place was beautiful. Then again, Saint Walker felt just a tad bias due to his love of nature.

He hated these negative feelings still dwelling in him; how could he doubt Atrocitus like that? He knew that he was once a father himself, he was sure to take a shining to a girl as sweet and well-behaved as Peesh. He scolded himself internally, and held tighter to his daughter and his hope.

When he spotted Atrocitus, he held his breath. He gave him a bright smile, genuine though, as his heart warmed at the sight of him. He stepped closer. “This is a very lovely place. Thank you for the invitation.” He knew it took a lot for the Ryutian to share such private things, and this was very sweet of him to be open about. He leaned up, kissing his cheek softly.

"Yes. I believe she’s still not very used to the idea of space travel." He ran his hand over Peesh’s tail comfortingly, kissing her forehead and giving her a smile. "Why don’t you say hello?"

[peeshwalker]

Peesh feels somewhat shy and nervous when a new person appears. He's giant and scary looking, but her father isn't afraid of him in the slightest. So she knows she shouldn't be. Still she isn't sure what to make of him at first. 

Then her dad kisses the other. It is confusing for a second, but Peesh understands what it means, having seen him kiss only one other adult than this person.

While she wonders about it she feels her father trying to set her more at ease and she appreciates it. It snaps her out of her own thoughts and she smiles up at the two of them. 

Quietly and softly she speaks, loosening her grip on her father as she does so to let him know she's comfortable. "Hello, what's you're name?" She's genuinely curious about them, as she can only expect that she'll be seeing them a lot from now on.  

[sanguinesavior-blog]

Saint Walker was preparing himself and his daughter for their trip, feeling the tinge of residual nervousness that was normally otherwise drowned out by his hope. He wanted to introduce Atrocitus to his daughter, but was unsure of how he would react, as this was still very new for all three of them.

Between his only recent romantic relationship with the Red Lantern, and the recent return of his daughter, there was a strange kind of busyness in Saint Walker’s life. He could only hope that it would work out well, and that nothing would go wrong. 

He would have gone on his own and left Peesh here with Brother Warth had the feeling of having her back not been so new; he still wanted to stay close to her for her sake and his own.

He smiled reassuringly at her — he knew must have been just as nervous as he was. Placing her in the protective glow of his ring and offering her his arms, he affirmed to himself that he was ready to start this next chapter in his life.

[peeshwalker]

Peesh still wasn't exactly sure where they were going, though her dad seemed pretty excitable about it. Whether or not it was negative or positive she couldn't outright tell, there was a nervousness in his actions but he had also smiled at her. She trusted him, just like she always had, so she smiled back and climbed into his arms.

As he started to float off and away from Odym, the tiny Astonian wrapped her arms tightly around her father. She still wasn't used to this form of travel, having done this with Mr.Rayner last and latching onto him for dear life all the way to Odym. Though, she was with her dad now and felt a little more at ease and so her grip wasn't nearly as tight.

After some time of flying through space, her father finally started to descend towards a planet. At first she thought they might land on it, but he'd landed on a moon that was orbiting it instead. Even though it had a pretty forest, Peesh curled up in her father's arms more than she had been.

[lipsticksurvivalist]

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[piercingfangs]

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