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School has killed my muse for a time for this blog. I’ll return eventually, but certainly not now. Sorry about that. However if you guys want to keep up with me I am opening a different RP blog for a different muse and I am checking up on my personal frequently.
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Lucidity
atherissquamigera:
“I hear them talk, but I don’ really listen. They like to gossip. It varies with how they treat me. They either pity me, attack me ‘er ignore me. “ It entirely depended on where she was and what kind of fae she came into contact with. The ariels around her home no longer harassed her, under direct orders from Titania to simply keep an eye on her but otherwise leave her alone.
When Elias said she spoke to the queen daily, she shook her head. “Not every day, she doesn’t have time. She checks in on me whenever she can though, so I see her maybe once ‘er twice a week if I’m lucky. I’ve only been t’ Tir na nog once, she said it was too dangerous for me to be there on my own like that without her with me.”
Listening to Elias talk about Chise, it kind of explained why she felt drawn to the girl. Though at the same time she still wanted to keep her distance.
“I guess tha’ kinda make sense.” It explained her own mixed emotions at the very least. “I was raised by a woman named Dante, I think she was an alchemist. ‘M still not really sure wha’ I am but Titania said she probably made me somehow.”
Gossip. They both knew that to be the truth. They gossiped insanely. They liked to speak of the negative, never the positive, they loved to point fingers and laugh. Humans may have progressed, but in a way they were much more willing to accept monsters than the fae-- the fae were advanced in some ways but for the most part they are still trapped in their old ways.
They walk backwards instead of forwards, and it is something Elias quite obviously despises. It would certainly be a better survival tactic to disappear into the land of the fae, to leave this world behind, but all the same Chise wanted to remain human and Elias never really wished to be among the fae. They were content the way they were as of now.
“It is a rather dangerous place... It is understandable why you would be asked to avoid it without someone to keep an eye on you.”
Probably made her somehow? That explained quite a bit. Half bloods weren’t naturally occurring usually. “You were made?” Chise repeated, drawing Elias’ attention rather suddenly, those red eyes watched her softly, there was fondness there. “Like... an experiment...?” She finished.
Silence
multiversalmansion:
Dark brown eyes carefully take in what is presented to him as he entered the living room. Of course, Danielle is giving him that huffy little glare of hers that easily shows how she’s not exactly happy about his words over the phone. Well, she might not be overjoyed about him ‘barging in’ so quickly. Regardless, he flashes her a faint smile before glancing over at the others in the room. Other than the blonde woman- something about her kinda reminds him of Milady- the obvious being of interest is the creature with a skull adorning his head.
Or is that his actual head?
Okay, he can get that answer later. What’s more important is the sheer lack of signals that people tend to have coming from this being. Every living thing usually shows slight twitches or habits that signal signs of what they are feeling- even when trained to have the ultimate poker face. Yet, they’re not tense nor at ease, the eyes are utterly steady, and that maw isn’t giving anything away. Hm, this isn’t something he usually has to deal with. At this rate the only thing he’ll have to go on is this being’s tone of voice.
Now, the woman beside him on the other hand is giving out some signals. Her body is ever so slightly tense, much like many people who can tell something is off with him, and she’s hanging onto her companion like a life line. Now, that just opens up many questions. Do they have some sort of pact? Are they actually partners? Perhaps they are actually the same person, but the being is the amalgamation of her inner demons?
Okay, he’s been playing a bit too much Persona lately.
“My apologies for ‘barging in’ like this,” Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Dani sticking her tongue out at him at his comment “But, I am the one the finalizes which Universes connect with the Mansion,” Giving a polite wave, he tucks his other hand into his black jacket’s pocket “My name is David Graves, the Founder of the Multiversal Mansion and the city beyond.” A bit fancier of a title than normal, but something about this being kinda makes him feel a tad bit more formal. “And the pleasure is likewise Mr. Ainsworth.” How odd that is, normally he doesn’t care for formalities.
Chise seemed to relax a bit hearing the formal tone this stranger now had, she was so used to hearing proper speech from Elias, it was something that soothed her a bit, told her this was still in her realm of knowing. Speaking of which, why was he always so proper, the beast beside her. He wasn’t completely human, only partly, and as such why did he stick to that faux gentleman behavior? Was it because of their location, being in England the stereotype states they are a country made up of introverted and proper individuals. Or could it be that he made up this identity to make peace with the species he is only partly part of.
A question for him later perhaps.
Elias on the other hand was pleased with the behavior the other displayed, it showed rationality and ease. The beast could very well communicate to this person before him, he could talk about a matter of things and they wouldn’t argue it seems, that was something that the creature admired. Human fallacy usually dictated that emotions claim control of action and belief, something that the magus had a distaste for. If only people looked at the world through logic they could see the true nature of everything going on about them.
If you eat a vegetable and taste that it is bitter, does not mean it isn’t good.
“It is alright, we are used to unexpected guests here at my home. They are more common then you may think. The neighbors and the spirits that roam these lands truly do not understand that a wall, door, and window means that someone else has taken up residency. We tend not to get upset over such small things, so long as you show respect for our home, and the Silver Lady, we are happy to have you.”
As he spoke about Silky she came into the room with a fresh kettle of tea and extra cups, he gestured to her. At this point she didn’t know if the party would remain this size or get larger and thus supplied more than enough for this newcomer and anyone else who may appear. “Thank you Silky.” Elias spoke, she nodded and left once more. “Although I should be the one apologizing to you since the call from your companion must have seemed so worrisome and sudden, I have no knowledge of what you were doing before you came here and thus have no place to say anything of your sudden appearance.”
Lady
andy-squirrel:
“H-hello? I-I don’t mean to intrude but, I’ve lost my map. And I need a place to stay for the night please.” Came the shaking voice of a woman, obviously cold and nervous. But she was no ordinary woman. She was an anthropomorphic yellow squirrel. She was shivering so bad that the little bow on top of her head kept sliding to the side, and with her fingers shaking the way they were, she could only adjust it, seeing as how she couldn’t tighten it.
Elias was a bit surprised at the stranger, he had seen living animals before in the form of humans, but never quite like this. Those eyes were contemplating his options for a while before he nodded his head. He had no room to deny her shelter, especially given what he was-- something he couldn’t understand. Plus it would seem she would die out there if not provided housing for the night. “Yes... Come in...” He stepped aside, allowing her to come into his house, turning towards the woman who stood just a bit behind him, she gazed up at him. “Silky, start a fire in the fireplace.”
Doctor
@fieldoc
It was quiet, silent even, the crickets refused to chirp and the bugs hardly fluttered. The silence was almost eerie, a lonesome feeling that couldn’t quite be comprehended by the beast. The only other person who wandered the house at the time was Silky. Chise had gone to bed long ago, Ruth by her side as she did so, but Elias found that he wasn’t tired at all. In fact he was quite the opposite of tired. He was wide awake and distracted with other things. Sitting in the living room with a book in his hand, he was satiating his curiosity. The book was one about psychology and the impact of emotions, what they were, and how they effected the behavior of humans especially in society. Pulling facts from sociology as well.
He was no more than a child in an adult’s body after all, he was just as curious as a kid no older than six or seven. He wanted to learn and understand but all the same having only one teacher who was especially young, only made it harder to understand at times. Was he feeling anxiety or worry? Was he feeling depressed or just sad? Was he feeling joy or excitement? Emotions are so close to each other that they are hard to identify and understand, and then hard to let them effect his actions in an irrational way. Elias found he had to work harder and harder to get things to work the way he wants them too. So what did he do? He studied hard and tried his best to make things work out. He wanted to understand and to play his actions and interactions accordingly.
The silence of his home was perfect to do that. With nobody speaking to him, nobody doing anything, and the night still and calm it was relatively easy to study. He was lonely, of course, that much he could understand as Chise wasn’t by his side walking him through his studies, but he would have to make due until he felt himself growing weary from exhaustion and thus decided to join her in bed. That was his favourite part of the day, the time where he could lay down beside his wife and fall asleep, feeling her presence beside him even if he couldn’t hold her really because of the way he has to be positioned in order to sleep.
The knock at the door brought his attention back to reality. His gaze rose and he heard Silky open the door before she quickly went to retrieve the master of the house. “A guest? How peculiar…” He mused beneath his breath quietly.
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Fleur
darkenigma32:
“No, I didn’t see any snow bugs, just those wool ones hovering around… But I’ll be sure to avoid running into the snow ones on my trips.” Riff tilted her head slightly to the right at Elias’ interaction with Chise, curious but happy that the masked man’s appearance didn’t spook the girl… If anything, it appears that Chise wasn’t used to genuine respect from strangers like her.
“I won’t tell anyone of the stargazing spots without both you and Mr. Ainsworth’s permission, I assure you of that, Miss Chise… Just curious: Are you related to him? You don’t have to answer any of my questions if they make you or him uncomfortable, I work as a consulting psychologist and therapist.” She knew when to avoid stepping into personal business, only crossing it if it was an emergency beyond their control.
The fact that she now was aware of how unsavory it would be to touch one of the snow bugs was a relief, death was almost certain if one didn’t get help before the snow bugs took control of someone’s temperature, once the body was completely sapped of it’s heat it was almost a certainty that the individual would freeze to death. A fate for which Elias, or Chise, wouldn’t wish upon anyone, not even if they had no shred of good in them.
Chise shook her head at the question, how would she explain her relationship with Elias? “Well... Um...” A bit of nerves wracked her form before she continued. “I’m not related to him, n-not in that way at least. He’s my husband actually. It’s a long story.” She smiled a genuine smile to the beast beside her before she leaned against him. A warmth bloomed in her chest as she acknowledged the fact, and she could tell by the look in Elias’ eyes, those eyes that only she could read, that he was surprised by how easily she spoke of their relationship.
Moonlight
devilofthecresentisle:
Martha had been traveling quite a while now, longer than she could really keep track of for the moment. Humanity had certainly grown at an impressive rate over the last six hundred years.
It was a rather warm, summer evening and a full moon so Martha was fully ready to take advantage of the nice weather and full moon. Wearing no shoes, a light blue outfit and her hair down. The wild, raven curls cascading down over her shoulders.
The countryside of Britain was overflowing with magic potential, a perfect environment for her. The witch’s bare feet left faint footprints in the moss around the pond where she was doing her spell that was making the water glow with a shimmering, blue-green hue, the vegetation around her to start growing, and flowers to start floating up into the air.
Her barn owl was perched on a rock nearby, but took flight as soon as she noticed Elias. Perching instead on Martha’s shoulder.
“I wasn’t expecting an audience, but you don’t need to hide in the shadows like that. I don’t bite.”
Elias had seen enough in his shadowy locale, he didn’t like being noticed and he certainly didn’t enjoy being caught in a situation like this. Although he would admit the magic was impressive.
He slipped into view, his form materializing, the skull of his head keeping it’s same emotionless look. Those eyes of his locked upon the stranger before him, the witch that danced around in the clearing, that cast a spell that he didn’t quite understand completely.
There was something odd about this exchange, something he didn’t quite understand. He didn’t know the intentions of this person, didn’t know if they were good or not, didn’t know if she was here for a reason or if her heart had wandered just barely into the darkness... But she was there, and as such Elias must ensure safety of both his bride and home.
“There usually aren’t any visitors here...” A pause as he contemplated his words carefully, glossing them over with his normal emotionless tone.
“Who are you? Surely you are not from around here.”
Anemone
queenoffaetitania:
“The urge to stroll hmm–has my child come to miss his wandering days through Albion. How fascinating to see you revert back to your old ways. All that live seem to always end as they once begun, could it be you’ve grown tired amongst the human’s side. That being said it would be oh so nice that you accompanying me this night on my saunter”
Watching Elias confront these unsettled thoughts do trouble me at times, for I know he not hold the answers to dismiss them. However, give this it also intrigues me what new abilities he has gained from living with man that sways me to stay near. I’d be wrong to say my own curiosity in man was settled long ago. Now that Thorn walks these lands, he has provided me a new overview of the mortals.
“I do as I always have in the beginning, Thorn. I walk these woods to insure that all my children are safe in the night. When the moon bares itself in the sky as do I in these woods. Such foolish creatures now a days find themselves lost in the woods or in this case mere thought– if not I who give my assistance, then who else? Even as we speak, bothered by none, I can’t say we aren’t being watched by my fair folk. Oberon always has his men watching over I these years past. So I’m never truly alone per say. This realm brings more the fascination then Tír na nÓg has given lately, on that this be the only hour where I can find a moments peace from my spouse”.
Elias listened, but did not speak. His mind was contemplating his words carefully. She was a gentle soul, a sweet entity, but despite that she still had fangs. If he let his guard down it may be disastrous. With this being the case, the ancient beast let his mind untangle the knot in his brain, carefully contemplating all that he had to say, all he should speak.
“No... I have not grown tired of humans... They never cease to capture my attention, they are entities that are unpredictable at best. As such I do not wish to leave, but my thoughts wander from me at times, that’s why I will follow them among these pathways in the dark. To regain what has run from me.” His poetic words bore no emotion with them, they were completely numb, flat and baseline despite how he presented them.
“Your heart is too kind if that is your reasoning for being about...” A somewhat empty compliment, he knew that she was no such thing. That her ‘love’ for humanity only extended as far as curiosity would allow, and with that in mind it put him at a bit of a distance. He saw what she was trying to do, lure himself and Chise over to the other side-- but he was all too happy here. Here he could blend in, he had love over here, he had something more than mockery and despair. He liked humanity for this fact, while they did horrify him to an extent, he could hide himself at least a bit and see the beauty beyond all of that. Beyond all the hatred...
Tale
@onceupcnadecembcr
It was quiet, silent even, the crickets refused to chirp and the bugs hardly fluttered. The silence was almost eerie, a lonesome feeling that couldn’t quite be comprehended by the beast. The only other person who wandered the house at the time was Silky. Chise had gone to bed long ago, Ruth by her side as she did so, but Elias found that he wasn’t tired at all. In fact he was quite the opposite of tired. He was wide awake and distracted with other things. Sitting in the living room with a book in his hand, he was satiating his curiosity. The book was one about psychology and the impact of emotions, what they were, and how they effected the behavior of humans especially in society. Pulling facts from sociology as well.
He was no more than a child in an adult’s body after all, he was just as curious as a kid no older than six or seven. He wanted to learn and understand but all the same having only one teacher who was especially young, only made it harder to understand at times. Was he feeling anxiety or worry? Was he feeling depressed or just sad? Was he feeling joy or excitement? Emotions are so close to each other that they are hard to identify and understand, and then hard to let them effect his actions in an irrational way. Elias found he had to work harder and harder to get things to work the way he wants them too. So what did he do? He studied hard and tried his best to make things work out. He wanted to understand and to play his actions and interactions accordingly.
The silence of his home was perfect to do that. With nobody speaking to him, nobody doing anything, and the night still and calm it was relatively easy to study. He was lonely, of course, that much he could understand as Chise wasn’t by his side walking him through his studies, but he would have to make due until he felt himself growing weary from exhaustion and thus decided to join her in bed. That was his favourite part of the day, the time where he could lay down beside his wife and fall asleep, feeling her presence beside him even if he couldn’t hold her really because of the way he has to be positioned in order to sleep.
The knock at the door brought his attention back to reality. His gaze rose and he heard Silky open the door before she quickly went to retrieve the master of the house. “A guest? How peculiar…” He mused beneath his breath quietly.
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Dragon
the-purple-hero:
{🔥}—; Spyro was quick to notice the change and decided not to stop him from making himself dissolve away in order to sneak up. “Don’t worry dude, I get’cha tryin’ to be sneaky.” The young dragon moved carefully as well wanting to see if the missing baby dragon was indeed just ahead, frankly if he caught anyone attacking him he’d be ready for it.
The young hero lowered down close to the grass feeling it touch against his underbelly as he moved, his eyes looking back at Elias as he continued on with his questions. “He might not run right away but he would move on if he thinks he’s in trouble, so can’t really say he’s scared too easy but he will run.”
He too was able to tell by now they were getting closer but even if the baby dragon didn’t run in time nothing was going to stop him from getting him home safely. So as soon as they came to a clearing he peered through the bushes into a clearing to see if he could spot the younger dragon right now and if there was anyone else there.
Slipping around the environment like a stain upon the ground, Elias had no issues navigating around the situation. If someone was going to spot the baby, if it was in the clearing than he would definitely be the one. He was silent as he moved across the forest floor.
The spell that lead them here identified that this was where the baby was and, unsurprisingly, it was correct. As far as the beast could see there wasn’t a single other person in the clearing and that the baby dragon was simply napping beneath a shaded tree.
They were blissfully unawares to their presence, but one mistaken step could very well startle the younger away and into a panic. There was no mistake on that fact. Caution must still be exercised for if they make one wrong move everything they worked for could be thrown into a spiral.
SHERLOCK HOLMES
“𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝑜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝐼 𝓈𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈, 𝒽𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽."
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DOCTOR STEPHEN STRANGE
𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇. 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑒𝓃𝒹. 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝓈… 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝒲𝒽𝑜 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓋𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒, 𝑀𝓇. 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒?
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SCP-049, PLAGUE DOCTOR
𝔇𝔯. ℌ𝔞𝔪𝔪 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔨, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ… ℑ 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔪. ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰. ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔲𝔢, 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔩. ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰! 𝔒𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔪𝔢! ℑ… ℑ… ℑ 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔡… ℑ 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔪… 𝔇𝔯. ℌ𝔞𝔪𝔪, ℑ… ℑ 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔪… 𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔨, ℑ 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔨, ℑ 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ… 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔨, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ… ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲. ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 ℑ… ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔢.
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Understand
@eternclbride
It was quiet, silent even, the crickets refused to chirp and the bugs hardly fluttered. The silence was almost eerie, a lonesome feeling that couldn’t quite be comprehended by the beast. The only other person who wandered the house at the time was Silky. Chise had gone to bed long ago, Ruth by her side as she did so, but Elias found that he wasn’t tired at all. In fact he was quite the opposite of tired. He was wide awake and distracted with other things. Sitting in the living room with a book in his hand, he was satiating his curiosity. The book was one about psychology and the impact of emotions, what they were, and how they effected the behavior of humans especially in society. Pulling facts from sociology as well.
He was no more than a child in an adult’s body after all, he was just as curious as a kid no older than six or seven. He wanted to learn and understand but all the same having only one teacher who was especially young, only made it harder to understand at times. Was he feeling anxiety or worry? Was he feeling depressed or just sad? Was he feeling joy or excitement? Emotions are so close to each other that they are hard to identify and understand, and then hard to let them effect his actions in an irrational way. Elias found he had to work harder and harder to get things to work the way he wants them too. So what did he do? He studied hard and tried his best to make things work out. He wanted to understand and to play his actions and interactions accordingly.
The silence of his home was perfect to do that. With nobody speaking to him, nobody doing anything, and the night still and calm it was relatively easy to study. He was lonely, of course, that much he could understand as Chise wasn’t by his side walking him through his studies, but he would have to make due until he felt himself growing weary from exhaustion and thus decided to join her in bed. That was his favourite part of the day, the time where he could lay down beside his wife and fall asleep, feeling her presence beside him even if he couldn’t hold her really because of the way he has to be positioned in order to sleep.
The knock at the door brought his attention back to reality. His gaze rose and he heard Silky open the door before she quickly went to retrieve the master of the house. “A guest? How peculiar…” He mused beneath his breath quietly.
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Unknown
@rainbowspousesjerome
It was quiet, silent even, the crickets refused to chirp and the bugs hardly fluttered. The silence was almost eerie, a lonesome feeling that couldn’t quite be comprehended by the beast. The only other person who wandered the house at the time was Silky. Chise had gone to bed long ago, Ruth by her side as she did so, but Elias found that he wasn’t tired at all. In fact he was quite the opposite of tired. He was wide awake and distracted with other things. Sitting in the living room with a book in his hand, he was satiating his curiosity. The book was one about psychology and the impact of emotions, what they were, and how they effected the behavior of humans especially in society. Pulling facts from sociology as well.
He was no more than a child in an adult’s body after all, he was just as curious as a kid no older than six or seven. He wanted to learn and understand but all the same having only one teacher who was especially young, only made it harder to understand at times. Was he feeling anxiety or worry? Was he feeling depressed or just sad? Was he feeling joy or excitement? Emotions are so close to each other that they are hard to identify and understand, and then hard to let them effect his actions in an irrational way. Elias found he had to work harder and harder to get things to work the way he wants them too. So what did he do? He studied hard and tried his best to make things work out. He wanted to understand and to play his actions and interactions accordingly.
The silence of his home was perfect to do that. With nobody speaking to him, nobody doing anything, and the night still and calm it was relatively easy to study. He was lonely, of course, that much he could understand as Chise wasn’t by his side walking him through his studies, but he would have to make due until he felt himself growing weary from exhaustion and thus decided to join her in bed. That was his favourite part of the day, the time where he could lay down beside his wife and fall asleep, feeling her presence beside him even if he couldn’t hold her really because of the way he has to be positioned in order to sleep.
The knock at the door brought his attention back to reality. His gaze rose and he heard Silky open the door before she quickly went to retrieve the master of the house. “A guest? How peculiar…” He mused beneath his breath quietly.
((If you don’t want to reply to this starter/you prefer to plot before RPing feel free to IM me, I wont be offended or upset. These starters are here solely to cut out that middle man known as awkwardness.))
Night
@draculasdcughter
It was quiet, silent even, the crickets refused to chirp and the bugs hardly fluttered. The silence was almost eerie, a lonesome feeling that couldn’t quite be comprehended by the beast. The only other person who wandered the house at the time was Silky. Chise had gone to bed long ago, Ruth by her side as she did so, but Elias found that he wasn’t tired at all. In fact he was quite the opposite of tired. He was wide awake and distracted with other things. Sitting in the living room with a book in his hand, he was satiating his curiosity. The book was one about psychology and the impact of emotions, what they were, and how they effected the behavior of humans especially in society. Pulling facts from sociology as well.
He was no more than a child in an adult’s body after all, he was just as curious as a kid no older than six or seven. He wanted to learn and understand but all the same having only one teacher who was especially young, only made it harder to understand at times. Was he feeling anxiety or worry? Was he feeling depressed or just sad? Was he feeling joy or excitement? Emotions are so close to each other that they are hard to identify and understand, and then hard to let them effect his actions in an irrational way. Elias found he had to work harder and harder to get things to work the way he wants them too. So what did he do? He studied hard and tried his best to make things work out. He wanted to understand and to play his actions and interactions accordingly.
The silence of his home was perfect to do that. With nobody speaking to him, nobody doing anything, and the night still and calm it was relatively easy to study. He was lonely, of course, that much he could understand as Chise wasn’t by his side walking him through his studies, but he would have to make due until he felt himself growing weary from exhaustion and thus decided to join her in bed. That was his favourite part of the day, the time where he could lay down beside his wife and fall asleep, feeling her presence beside him even if he couldn’t hold her really because of the way he has to be positioned in order to sleep.
The knock at the door brought his attention back to reality. His gaze rose and he heard Silky open the door before she quickly went to retrieve the master of the house. “A guest? How peculiar…” He mused beneath his breath quietly.
((If you don’t want to reply to this starter/you prefer to plot before RPing feel free to IM me, I wont be offended or upset. These starters are here solely to cut out that middle man known as awkwardness.))
