#thisisgrem

[claudiawillows]

A New Journey| Closed RP with Grem

Claudia found herself back at a familiar place. She knew the sights and the smells far too well, as if she had been waking from a distant dream. She was sitting in Grem's old apartment wearing a pair of old jeans and a torn old t-shirt. In her left hand. she had a cold Chocolate stout beer and in her right, she had a rag she had used to dust off the furniture.

"Hey..." Claudia called into the other room. "Why don't you take a break..? I've got some beers in the fridge. Or you can at least come into the room and join me. You've been quiet since you came back... "

She looked down at her drink sadly, she wondered how much he had been hiding. "Besides, I missed your company."

[little-earth-reader]

Grem's voice thrummed with power as he spoke, the ground literally shaking with every syllable ever so lightly, "So, you are Leyman's son? I knew your father, though he isn't where he used to be. Tell me child, have you learned any special talents yet?"

That was the third time this month the wards had done all of nothing to stave off the obviously paranormal. Wonderful. A mental note was made to have them spruced up if he lived through this particular encounter. Only one paranormal came to mind who would use the word “father” in reference to Dad, and though the voice didn’t match, the vocabulary and suspected motive did.

As his mug shattered on the ground, he clutched the counter and tried to find the source of the voice. The largest shard he could find was snatched up to defend himself. Punier than usual, but it was something. Where was Algernon when he was needed? “This residence is protected,” he called, unsure where to aim or look at any given time. “You know my dad, obviously, so you know that any harm to come to me will be repaid ten-fold.”