Oct 15, 2017
Eden and @seruitutem arm wrestling in the Hanged man.
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Eden and @seruitutem arm wrestling in the Hanged man.
*angry elf noises*
The beast snarls at the elf, baring rows of teeth and exhaling a lungful of smoke plumes in his face.
“Watch thy tongue, mortal. Lest thou findeth thineself bereft of it.”
@seruitutem +15 And she gladly engulfs the elf in her blankets, plopping her head on his shoulder.
Rosemary, just one, left where Cole had made a home, in the Herald's Rest. Rosemary, for the spirit who made others forget him, for the boy who was forgotten in the dark. Rosemary, because Fenris would never forget the kindness Cole had given him.
@seruitutem Without words meme
The spirit had come back, surprised, but not, at the sight of the rosemary. Carefully, he had picked it up, hearing the intent as it drifted from the stem.Fenris.They hadn’t been able to meet in a while and when they did it hurt. But the spirit pressed the delicate thing to his lips, if only for a moment, before padding over to where he hid his small trove of ‘memories’. Pinned carefully above the book from a pretty Templar.
Close to you
Where there were small spaces-there were awkward ones like these.They tried oh so desperately to wedgethemselves into a tight space to escapethe ungodly force that had been Wyverns-diving into the nearest space where theirscents were disguised well.Their proximity was a bit.. well.. unexpected.“Shit-- my knees are fuckin’ up, you okay?”
@seruitutem | banter "When was the last time you had an adventure where you weren't almost killed?"
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“Oh, God, I hate mornings.”
The complaint is met with anuncomfortable rumble, arms idlylooping around the body thatwas pressed against his front. Hehas yet to realize it was Fenris, untilhe opens his eye. Only then, does hesit upright. “...What happened lastnight?”
'It hurts!'
14. Your muse is suffocating via carbon monoxide poisoning, and my muse finds them unconscious and nearly slipping into death.
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No.
No- head pounding, room spinning until it was black and Cole couldn’t catch the elf before he slipped.
Gas.
Was it poison? Some kind of spell? The spirit didn’t care and, quite frankly, didn’t have time to worry about specifics. With a grunt, he pulled the elf up and hurried to get him away. And he didn’t stop until he was sure that the gas that had caused it wouldn’t find them again.
Was Fenris still alive? The song still sung, stinging inside, but- did the elf live too?
“Please-”
Cole’s hands moved on their own, pressing down in sharp, repetitive motions against the elf’s chest. He needed to get air in- breathing and pushing whatever was in out. And… Maybe a healer.