#muse: eric

[thenexusofsouls]

“So you’re a Huntsman? Or have you given that up?” (To Eric from Eve; @mxrvelouscreations

@mxrvelouscreations

Just when Eric thought his life couldn't get any worse, the dark and stormy sky opened up as if the very heavens were attempting to reflect his mood. Combined with the cold and wind, the driving rain was downright intolerable. At least I'm gettin' a decent bath, he thought, ever the jokester, even in his downtrodden state.

Soaked through to the bone and miserable, he'd stopped at a small house he'd seen as he trudged through the hills. He had no destination, nowhere to be, but he didn't want to stay where he'd been. Maybe he was trying to run from his problems by literally wandering the kingdom, but if he could get some shelter just for the night, he'd been in a much better condition to continue on in the morning.

As expected, he was not well-received. It seemed the reputation of the Huntsmen preceded him wherever he went, though he didn't offer up the information readily. He must just have that look about him that told the commonfolk what he'd been. Whether they didn't trust his ilk or they feared the queen who'd raised him, the family didn't want him staying in their house. But... they said he could stay in the mill room in their barn if he wanted to get out of the rain. He thanked them for that, and for the hunk of bread they were very kind in giving him, before heading inside the barn without further discussion.

He must have looked quite feral, dripping wet, dirty, and gnawing on the bread as a wolf gnaws at the bones of its prey, but he didn't care. As fate would have it, apparently neither did one of the family, a young woman who snuck into the barn to see who her father had turned out. Eric eyed her from where he sat, half-crouched against the base of a couple hay bales, as she stared at him curiously and asked her questions.

"Aye... to both," he said. "It gave me up." There was some resentment in his tone, but not for her. He chewed another tear of bread, watching her before he spoke again. "Why d'you want t'know so bad? Aren't you afraid o' me? Yer family is."

[coreofgold]

@strwbrrymccn for Eric Northman

Taka never had a friend like the other. Well friend might be stretching it but still they do talk so it's a start of it at least. Regardless, when the other offered to hang out with him, he took it up. Taka has been a little lonely so it'll be nice to get out. "Hey ! Hope I'm not late" The young blacksmith smiled when he got to the spot.

[allthesenerds]

“You’ve taken me as your prisoner, and now you want to have dinner with me? Are you insane?” (Eric(?))

((Yaaaas can use my crazy son))

The brunet shrugged lightly, fixing how the plates and different dishes were placed on the table.  “What´s the use of having someone captive if you´ll let them starve? That´s just a blunt and reckless move.” He hummed low, taking a seat across the other. Insane wasn´t enough to explain him.

[ghostsxagain]

{ @hellfiremuse asked: Luke sighed and knocked gently on the door holding a bouquet of flowers. He felt like a complete idiot. }

Eric answered the door and immediately his face dropped. “What are you doing here Luke?”

[thenexusofsouls]

“You.. you’re one of them? Are you here to take me?” (For Eric from lil sage Wanda)

Eric didn't want to make small talk with the innkeeper, or have a drink with anyone in the tavern, or really be friendly at all. He was tired, achy, and not nearly as drunk as he needed to be, and all he wanted right now was to get some sleep. It was probably for the best that he didn't want to make friends here, because the moment he stepped into the inn, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at him. He was used to that, and he thought it was better that way. The less people who tried to mess with him, the fewer got hurt.

He barely paid attention to the directions the innkeeper gave him as to where his room was, he just gave the man the money and headed around back to where the rooms were. It was on th'left, he'd said. No, th'right. Two doors down. Wait, maybe three... Well, as long as it was an empty room, that's all that mattered, right? Who was going to argue with a Huntsman? Arriving at one of the doors, he found it unlocked and assumed it was vacant. So... he went right on in.

Maybe it was how tired he was, or maybe it was the pounding headache he had, but Eric hadn't noticed the young woman in the corner of the room when he first went in. He dropped his stuff and sighed, happy to be alone again and not have to put on any kind of face for others. At least, that's what he'd thought.

The voice startled him, though he didn't outwardly show it. He wasn't one to overreact to anything, and he knew he could handle most things that arose. His brow furrowed, half defensively, half in confusion. One of them. That's all anyone saw when they looked at him... that he was one of them.

"What?" he asked, now moving more towards confusion than anything else. "Nah, girl, I don' even know you. I jus' wan' t'get some sleep." He was too tired even to argue about the room. "D'ya mind?" he said, sitting on the edge of the bed and slumping in exhaustion. Various aches, pains, cuts, and scrapes were making themselves known now that he was attempting to try and relax. He looked over at the young woman, though. What had she meant? Was she being chased by someone? "Take you where?" he asked, unable to help his curiosity.

[thenexusofsouls]

“Eric, I have something to tell you and I need you not to freak out.” (Sara; @mxrvelouscreations

@mxrvelouscreations

"Uhhhhm..." Eric said, his eyes narrowing a bit before he smirked, hooking his thumbs onto his belt and rocking on his heels playfully. "Y'know... jus' by sayin' that, you've already 'roused suspicion. If ya don' want someone t'freak out, ya don' say... don' freak out. But alright, go on, tell me. I'll try my best t'not... freak out."

Eric couldn't help but start to freak out just a little, though. What was so bad that Sara had to preface it like that? She wasn't leaving him... was she? Maybe time had changed him too much, and now he was someone she didn't like anymore? No, that couldn't be the case. They'd been getting on pretty well of late, slowly but surely rebuilding their marriage after everything that had happened. No, she wasn't leaving him... right?

[coreofgold]

@hiddenpxpercuts​ for Eric 

“I am so happy it’s summer break.”  Neil said happily, sinking in his chair.  Granted he starts sophomore year of college at the end of August but he can be free to explore, to get more acting classes, to just allow Neil. . .to be Neil.  Not to be the dutiful son or the honors student.  He can just be the real Neil.  “What are your plans for the summer then ?” 

[coreofgold]

@mixcdemotions​ for Eric ! 

“Beautiful day isn’t it ?  Spring is slowly approaching.”  Meaning the flowers will grow and hopefully life will begin anew.  More people will be out enjoying the bustle of this district