#watchguarduno

[habiticanquartz]

[princeofspectacles]

Arthur awakens in a strange place.  His head is pounding and he feels ill; upon moving, he also realizes he is bruised; has he been fighting?  Nothing seems to be broken, though he ache; sleeping on a stone floor would contribute.  But... why would he have been there?  Wherever there was... 

There are stairs; he climbs them and finds himself face-to-posterior with a rather large, familiar statue.  “Sano?  But...  why am I here?”

What follows is a long (for the Watchguard) and extremely unpleasant description of the events that had led to his incarceration in Leon Karnak’s topmost room.  He had indeed fought -- Uno, who had brought him there, and then Sarcophagus, when he tried to escape.  And with what he’d said, and done, to Leon and Uno beforehand...  He did not think he could live with himself.  Only Sano’s rather forceful arguments convinced him to stay his hand, to see if he could not make amends...  but Arthur did not feel worthy. 

[unyieldingresolve]

watchguarduno replied to your post: They’re both so domestic, and I could totally see them curled up and reading together, only she falls asleep about two pages in and he just smiles and strokes her head and keeps reading, and they make each other apple-based sweets all the time…

   fine i ship it now thank you

   taste test each other’s cooking all the time

[princeofspectacles]

On the fence

((I’m thinking pretty heavily about taking a hiatus again.. but this time for entirely personal reasons.  The usual going through some stuff and feeling partly like I’m too reliant on RPing and partly just frustrated and feeling very limited...  I’ll be meeting a new therapist next week, so I’ll hold off and see how that goes before I actually decide to walk away.  Just figured I’d mention that it’s a possibility...))

[god-anubis-maat]

She knows she ought to spend more time on two legs, but if anyone were to catch her running around naked (again) she'd almost certainly freak them out. No, safer to go naked in her own fur-covered skin... So the nine-tailed creature runs on four legs, practically bouncing with the sheer joy of living once again. From bush to tree, through grass and on the roads, she runs and ducks and hides and bursts forth recklessly... Until she nearly steps on someone curled up under a bush...

   —— ♚ Anubis perked up as he heard the crumbling of the leaves and grass beneath the creatures feet as it ran, “Ka?” He turned to check on the noise, but was instead greeted by the nine-tailed coming at him.

            “B-Bara-!” Anubis quickly jumped back, allowing the creature to end it’s sprint where he had been previously laying. It was good he had the hearing of his jackal form, or he’d be a little black and blue right now. “Ka-?” The Egyptian god raised his hands against his chest, his sleeves dangling down where his hands should be showing. This person..wasn’t from the school, so who were they?

           “Ka Bara Bara?” Anubis cocked his head to the side and stood up, his purple hues staring at them curiously. He hated human interaction, but speaking to animals was rather fun for him. “Ka bara?” The god’s lips curled into a small smile as he stepped closer, his head tilting to the opposite side as if to ask the creature who, or what, it was.

[princeofspectacles]

((Mun and all the muses will be mostly offline for a couple of days; should be back on Thursday nightish.)