#pay'ro

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OOC: *cough*helpmehere*cough*

So two of my muses are utterly dead, but mostly because I'm having a difficult time figuring out who the heck they could RP with. I mean, I just don't see any sort of way they could interact with anyone right now. I have Pay'ro, who just floats about and does whatever, and I wanted to get a plot set up for him but it just didn't seem to work...and then I have Vestari, who is in a state of infinite depression and just sorta thinks that he makes everyone unhappy.

Yeah...I don't know what to do with them either. So, uh, if you wanna do some sort of RP with those two characters, feel free...?

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How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep

It was morning, and Pay'ro could hear birds chirping softly outside. He yawned, and was going to get up to make breakfast, when suddenly he was pulled back down again. He was still wrapped tightly in Ji'Tzar's arms from last night. He sat still for a moment and then almost burst out laughing. The fact that he woke up in someone else's arms was almost ridiculous maybe a week ago, but now it was all too real. He couldn't help but feel a bit happy. He tried to stand up again, but it was almost like Tzar's arms were in a vice-grip. He grunted, and with some difficulty, squeezed out of the hug and onto the floor. He panted a bit, trying not to wake up Tzar, and stood up quietly to go downstairs. He knew he was pretty much in nothing but his loincloth, so he looked around for Jeelus and Cutsthroat. Luckily it seemed no-one else was home. He strutted downstairs and headed straight for the pheasants on the shelf. He looked them over for a moment, and then began his work of plucking out the feathers, getting ready to make breakfast.

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A-Ok [Jeelus and Pay'ro]

Pay'ro approaches Jeelus in the house one day, feeling somewhat depressed. He walks over with his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground. He didn't like this. He took in a deep breath and spoke.

"So...Jeelus...about my wound..." He swallowed nervously.

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[Open RP]

Pay'ro was sitting on the edge of the well at Whiterun square. He was thinking deeply about what to do next. The wound on his stomach was almost healed entirely. Eventually he wouldn't have an excuse to stay at Jeelus's house anymore. It bothered him quite a bit, but he didn't need to be a burden on his friend. He was going to have to leave soon.

His tail swinging back and forth, he looked around himself. Before he left, he would like to do ANYTHING once more at Whiterun. But what? He had no idea. Sighing, he propped his head up with his elbow and blew a strand of hair out of his eyes. He certainly wasn't trying very hard to find that thing to do.

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[Closed RP {RENAME THIS TO SOMETHING BETTER}]

Pay'ro was dead tired. He had been walking around town for too long, just trying to get around more. It was the dead of night, and he needed rest. He went to Jeelus's house, and carefully crept into the back room where he usually rested. He was about to lay in his bed when he realized someone was in it. He almost cried out, but he caught himself. It was a smaller figure. He carefully lit a candle for a better look. It was an Argonian child. He couldn't tell how old it was or even what sex it had. He poked the child carefully, whispering.

"Hey...who are you? You OK...?"

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Pay'ro Headcanon 1

Pay'ro doesnt really "overeat". He's just let things pile up, which led to him being a tad bit overweight. In reality, all he does is eat just a BIT more than he should. Him not doing much to exercise let those "bits" get out of control. It's been gradual, but it's catching up to him. He doesn't think he would be able to work it off now.

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OOC: Image references posted!

VESTARI Refs

PAY'RO Refs

For all of those people who want to draw my characters. :D

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[Open RP with Pay'ro]

Pay’ro was bored. Jeelus had been strangely adamant on him trying to rest for his wound, and was keeping him around the house. Seeing no harm in at least standing outside, he stepped out of the front door and leaned against the house. He had never really spent much time in Whiterun before. He was thinking about looking around once Jeelus let him out. Sighing, he stared out at what he could see of the town. Lots of people were here, it seemed. He wondered how many knew of the commotion that took place a few days ago at the gates.