#fantrolltrials

[moodofapollo]

It’s been some time since you came this way. Not an incredible difference, but a noticeable one. You were doing so well coming by once a week every week but it just happened to fall to the wayside once or twice in lieu of certain events. Certain... unpleasant events.

You still don’t feel quite right, in fact, you’re more thrown off than usual. Inside you is a storm of uncertainty and worry but you show up nonetheless. You’d rather not be a complete disappointment to someone else you care about, and anyway, you miss Tahzne. Seeing him always made you feel a little better. You could feel like you were actually competent in helping, in making someone happier, and you were even feeling a little closer to him too.

Now you just show up, knocking on his door, hoping you haven’t messed that up too. Hoping you’re still welcome.

[losttrolls-archive]

good afternoon

I have rps to reply to and I am aware, so do not fret people

(I might get to them tomorrow and not today cuz good god I am abit sleepy)

greektrolls the12losttrolls fantrolltrials so you guys know

[moodofapollo]

It's 12th Perigrees Eve and here you are, at the last hive on your list. All but one present delivered. The others were a simple task, only leaving them in safe places around peoples' hivesteps so they could find them later. But this stop was a bit different. Your present was to be hand delivered, and you were actually planning on spending a while here... if Tahzne wanted the company. You didn't know what his traditions were but you didn't want him to have to spend holiday time alone.

You knock on the door, waiting and rubbing your hands together, hoping you didn't come at an inopportune time. You doubt it is. He never seems to have any plans other than seeing you. But this wasn't exactly planned either... No, no, the last minute nerves won't get you to back out.

[moodofapollo]

As it's become part of your routine, you find yourself once more going to Tahzne's place. Working on the library was a chore of sorts, of course, but it was also a time you valued since you got to see your friend so often. It was rare that you had such steady contact with someone. But now... you're useful to him like this, so you're worth his time and friendship too.

Except this time, you're a few nights late. Working for Thiarn had taken your attention. You hope he won't mind...

You knock on the door and fidget as you wait for him to answer, hoping you're not interrupting anything and that he'll want to see you.

[moodofapollo]

Its been some time time since you've seen Tahzne. In that time you've tried to finish the books he gave you. A considerable task, honestly, but you gave it your best attempt and to show for it you have two finished tomes to return. You're even more prepared, though, with sandwiches packed and notes on the things you thought about the library in the time since. You go up to the front door, hesitating as you always do faced with this giant building. But after a moment you knock thrice and fidget as you wait for him to answer.

[moodofapollo]

It's another slow evening, just as most of them go. Not that you ever really mind. There's a record player behind you crooning out blues tunes as you idly flip through a magazine - one about engineering, not something you have a particular interest in but something to learn about anyway. Customers have come by now and again, you watch them from the counter on the right side as they browse through most likely crappy selections in music. You won't bother to get up, not unless you have to. But you do make a point of watching the door to see who comes in and make sure no one tries to lift anything.

[moodofapollo]

You'd spent a good amount of time laying low, and trying to recover from your previous incident. In that down time you'd had the time to finish the books Tahzne had loaned you - to the best of your ability, anyway. As such you messaged him so you could see him today and he agreed, and you walk the same way you have to his hive. It's out of the way but you don't mind the walk, and after not too long you're on his doorstep again.

You're still a bit self-conscious about your face - it's been healing well, bruises fading and pain completely gone. But it's still a sore spot and you find yourself tugging half of your collar up higher before you knock on his door.