#lotf abel

[blood-of-my-brother]

[A rock lands next to Abel, sharp and small. He glances up, seeing a familiar owl-like boy grinning at him.]

Hello Abel, how are you today? Is your hand feeling alright?

[Asa sits next to the Abel, an excited grin on his face. It's unnatural- unnerving- to see such a moody happy.]

You'll never guess what I saw today! Go on, guess!

[Asa pauses before interrupting any guess Abel would've made. He pulls a small bundle out of his bag, shoving it in Abel's face. He grins, excitedly rambling to the blond.]

I found a perfectly intact bird skeleton! Isn't it absolutely amazing? I know I know, dear Kitt is far more into ornithology than you, but I feel he's too fragile to see something like this.

-🦉( @bubos-apothecary)

<< Abel feels a sharp whip of air slash across his foot as a rock lands in the sand, he looks up at the owl shaped boy. It had felt far too long since he’d seen Asa. Asa cocked his head at the blonde boy, a genuine grimace across his face. >>

“Considering I haven't socked any nutters lately, it’s feeling rather peachy.“

<< He doesn't mention anyone by name, but it doesn’t take a name for Asa to be familiar to who he's referring to. It’d be rather hard not to considering that Abel hasn't punched many other blonde boys as of lately. Afterall, it had been god knows how long since he saw Cain. He hoped Cain was somewhere thinking the same thing, but his hopes of that outcome were starting to be snuffed out by the reality of the situation. >>

<< Abel wasn’t used to seeing Asa this giddy, he thought it was an expression that suited him perfectly. Before the blonde could reply Asa started babbling, eagerly showing Abel the jewel of his eye. >>

“Blimey! I may not know a lot ‘bout birds, but I do know bones. I don’t know the proper names ‘er anything, but there’s this patch of woods behind my house. We got all sorts of critters back there, sometimes their bones are left behind. Do you know what they’re called? They’re pretty neat finds if you get to ‘em before the spiders make homes out of ‘em.”

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[pinprickedroses]

abel (@ask-abel-lotf) and louis (no blog. evil.). i call it…. the two maidens

[wilbur-holland-lotf]

"Hi Wilbur. The littluns seemed to enjoy the flowers you put in my hair. Some of them were a tad disappointed my hair wasn't long enough for braiding. I rather enjoyed them too, they made me feel at home. It felt nice."

"I hear you're rather intuitive when it comes to collecting fruit? If I helped you would you mind finding some for me?"

"I can only stand so much meat before I lose it."

"And you're rather pleasant to be around, you make it feel better than it is. Not everyone can say they're that delightful to be around."

( @ask-abel-lotf )

oh i’ve been making a basket from the reeds to collect more fruits in! i think i’ve found some berries that are edible… maybe you can help me gather them! i’ve found a few fruits i don’t know the names of, but franklin would be able to tell, easy peasy. they’re sweet like ice cream! or however i remember ice cream tasting, it’s been so long. my favourite flavour was chocolate!!!! oh right, the basket! it’s almost done and i suppose i can always ask a choir member for their cloak to soften the rough edges. maybe asa won’t need his….

asa (mention): @ask-asa-damon-lotf

franklin (mention): @ask-franklin-shepherd

abel: @ask-abel-lotf

[bubos-apothecary]

"I understand Philip was left in your care reacently, I'm rather fond of him. If you ever need any help watching or caring for him, or any littlun really I'd be happy to look after them awhile."

"What you manage to do is really impressive, and while I don't know medicine, I do know children. I don't mind the busywork, and if it helps you in any capacity to do what you've been doing I'd be glad to."

"I don't mean to come off as if I don't trust you, I'd just like to offer my occasional aid, and a good word to miss Linwood of course. You and Nancy are similar in more than a few ways."

( @ask-abel-lotf )

Oh praise the Lord! I'm a physician, not a babysitter. How do people deal with kids? I swear, I can feel the cortisol flood my blood stream the minute I'm around those walking hazards! They're too sensitive for honesty as well. The littluns love Solanace; I really don't get that fellow.

See, that's the difference between him and I. Solanace is a nurse while I am a medic. My kindness starts and ends at treatment. I will not spoon feed you porridge and fluff your pillow. Ugh, I really ought not complain. 'Tis a pity I'm a man of my word.

Ah, would you really do that? I've been so busy I haven't found the time to talk to her. What kinds of things does she like? I've never met someone as cool as her! Oh, ah, don't take that the wrong way. I want nothing to do with whatever you two have.

...

Why are you being so nice to me? Is this some attempt to butter me up? If you're trying to get something out of me just spit it out, will you? I'm in no need of charity or pity, if that's what this is.

-🦉(@ask-asa-damon-lotf)

[atlas-ponders]

Revisiting the twins lore has been interesting.

I'm studying them in a lab.

They share a braincell your honor

[lotf-candygrams]

candy gram for my favorite silent lotf lurker @atlas-ponders. i love abel and kitt :)

@atlas-ponders @the-kitt-records and @ask-abel-lotf

Candy Gram! 🍬

[blood-of-my-brother]

"You know, you're causing a really big commotion, thwacking folks like that in plain daylight.

You're lucky the island's not a schoolground, or else you'd be in big trouble, but there's still people around. Not me, I wasn't there, but word travels from anyone that was.

Everyone's going to think you're crazy psycho now, when they hear the story, you know? Not me, though, I think he deserved it. Who does he think he is, talking to me like that? You might as well have done everyone a favor, hopefully he learns to control his big ugly mouth now.

Why, 'm only thanking you. It'd be nice to get on your good side, because I'd like to keep my face intact. My mama told my papa once that I have a nice, cute little button nose. I wouldn't want some psycho to break it, right?"

- 🔪 ( @finscadetkids )

"Oh, you're Johnny right? I think I've heard Asa mumbling about you under his breath. You're friend's with the one who has been rumored to have a gun. I really have been meaning to introduce myself to the two of you, I really have. I've just been... Preoccupied."

"I figured people would talk, there doesn't seem to be much privacy on this island, someone was bound to see. I couldn't care less, Ainsworth had it coming."

"Perhaps he'll learn to keep your name along with my brother's name out of his filthy mouth."

<< Abel's face grew sour as Everette was brought up, he enjoyed the thought of Ainsworth about as much as a person would enjoy starting a fly. He didn't call him Ainsworth as a sign of respect, but because his tongue could not feel clean if that name was spoken from it. >>

"It is rather difficult to be on my bad side, and you're one of the more pleasant to talk to. Rest assured, I do not punch without reason and I don't seem to think you'd give me reason. Alas, your button nose is safe."

"My mother taught me that any man who belittles others for his own enlightenment is no man. That cretin is lucky he didn't speak ill on Nancy's name or perhaps he would've gotten more than a broken nose."

<< When Abel brings up Nancy his face softens, almost as if the mere thought of her made flowers grow in the darkest parts of Abel's being. His hands shift from stiff and rigged fists to soft and welcoming as they hung to Abel's side. The subtle shift in his body language showing the subtle comfort Abel was feeling. Then as quickly as his face softened, his eyes hardened. Looking almost as if they could wield daggers, anyone who knew Abel could tell that his mind was on Jude's 'warning'. >>

"I'll tell you this, though I don't know if it means much, I'll be in your corner. You're acquaintance. Just, introduce me to your friend."

"Do we have a deal Johnny?"

<< Abel offers his hand to the boy just shy his age, his face wasn't contorted in some wicked smirk, but a rather genuine smile. He didn't look down on the boy with annoyance or bitterness as some might, but with mutual respect. >>

( OC's mentioned; Asa Damon from @bubos-apothecary , Nicholas from @finscadetkids , Everette Ainsworth from @everettes-requiem , Nancy Linwood from @the-dead-kids and Jude Reeves from @white-wysteria )

[blood-of-my-brother]

[ Abel looks round the forest. He had not ventured in very deep, but he had gone far enough so that the voices of the others were significantly snuffed out. If he focused, he could block them out completely and be able to hear the simple rustling of leaves, the buzzing of the bugs, and oddly, the tick of a clock.]

"You were not thinking about going deeper in, were you? Don't you know what time it is?"

[ Whoever the boy near to him was snapped the pocketwatch in his hand shut.]

"It is four minutes half past six. It would be foolish of you to happen to get lost in there when the sun goes down.

But it's not my call, go ahead if you want."

[ He crossed his arms, rocking slightly back-and-forth on his feet as he did. This was not Abel's first time seeing him. That would likely have been at one of the Chief's meetings. He recalled his appearance. He wore a vest similar to his own, except one that was rich in black. His name, if Abel tried hard enough to remember, would be known as Clement Van Court. ]

— 🌑 ( @princely-pocketwatch )

<<Abel’s eyes narrowed at the dark swaying branches of the forest, he looked towards the darkened flora surrounding him with a strange look in his eyes. It almost looked as if he thought something would stare back, perhaps the glowing eyes of an animal? But that would be ludicrous, any animal this close to the shore would be far too small or far too fast to be seen. The subtle ticking of a pocketwatch catches his attention. It feels familiar, he’s heard it before. Despite the familiarity the sound was otherwise unrecognizable.>>

<<Abel’s body language shifts as he turns to face the boy, the boy was dressed in a similar fashion to what Abel was used to. The wind catches in his black hair, the same gusts of wind that was blowing his own hair in front of his eyes. The boy’s hair looked merely a couple hours from bleeding into the darkness, the contrast it held against the bright nature of Abel’s hair was impossible not to notice. Everything about him stood out against the darkening creepers, his blonde hair, his tanned skin, the piercing blue of his eyes.>>

“It is getting rather dark, if there’s one thing I’m worse at than navigating, it’s navigating in the dark.”

<<Warmth rushed through Abel’s cheeks as he stepped towards the boy, the darkness that once surrounded him has now faded into the background. Something changed, it's unclear if it’s the shift in posture or the shift in atmosphere that made the boy more inviting. Abel’s eyes fell to the silver pocketwatch clutched in the boy’s hand, Abel didn’t know if the casing was actually glinting or if that was a trick his brain was pulling to pull his attention to the seemingly small trinket.>>

<<Abel’s eyes jerk back up to meet the boys, they looked as if they were full of curiosity, intrigue? Full of something that drew him away from the forest.>>

“I recognize you, have I learned your name? I can recall hearing your ticking.. Maybe it was that.”

“Four past six? Already? The sun feels like it’s been lowering earlier lately, that might be in my head though.”

<<Abel steps completely into what little light still remained, his shoulders softened as he’s pulled completely from the darkness.>>

“A watch is a rather neat thing to have. Considering our situation, that is much more handy than a bloody sundial, that's for sure!”

“If it’s past six we should likely be heading back to the shelters. Mind accompanying me? Or do you have somewhere to be?”

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