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@wanted-immortal
mad-eggs-onthewall:
Δ “Not really…”
Ⱶ “Oh dear, oh dear, what display is this? Your enthusiasm is appreciated, my dear, but honestly… you just can’t compare.”
“I don’t exactly see either of you doing anything amazing over there!”
@mikiriandmokoro replied to your post “Online”
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WELL HELLO THERE!
mad-eggs-onthewall:
“Hello Rain… you make a poor imitation of my brother.” Denied. Not weird enough.
“A poor imitation, but more beautiful than the real thing.”
child-of-the-west:
“You were sobbing, man! I could hear you in my room, no doubt the youngins would also. The Queen just managed to put the children to sleep again, we don’t want to wake them. That and…well, you are my underling. If you have terrors in the night, it is my duty to see to it that you are alright.”
Roger is big and, mostly, serious. However, he has a heart of gold and worries immensely about his family. If the royal family deems him worthy, then so shall he be. He’s a member of the family now.
“Sobbing? Hah! You’re imagining things! Night terrors. Good one.” Methuselah patted his chest and rolled over in bed then waved him off casually.
“Go back to sleep, old man. Your ears are playing tricks on you. Nightmares are for children. I’m an adult.” He has to play it off. If he dwells too long on those memories he’ll become upset again then they’ll really wake up the children.
mikiriandmokoro:
“Alright. Let’s go get those fresh biscuits and honeycomb. There’s probably a few apples left, too.”
Mokoro stands, and offers his hand to Rain. Those eyes are… familiar. He’s seen it a few times in his patients– mainly after nightmares or remembering departed loved ones.
But it’s not his place to pry. “Ah– would you like milk to drink with breakfast? Or is water fine?”
“Ah! Mi-milk!” Pull yourself together, man. This isn’t how an adult acts!
Methuselah straitens his clothing and makes himself presentable. He’s doing his best to act and appear calm, not that it’s working in front of Mokoro any.
@mad-eggs-onthewall
“Casually” standing on top of the mansion wall to get the eggs’ attention.
wanted-immortal :
I wonder what is under that sky. Who’s that in the distance … … Crying like the thunder?
Independent Rain Jewlitt/Methuselah from Immortal Rain (Meteor Methuselah) OC, anon, and cross over friendly Semi-selective Ocassionally NSFW for possible gore and violence. No smut. Mun and muse are both +18 5+ years of role playing Please read the rules before interacting.
Online
He bolts upright and looks around frantically.
“WHAT DECADE IS IT?!”
Okay that’s officially not the best thing to shout when you wake up from a long sleep.
Uhm . . . Hi. We’re alive. Wish us luck finding our threads apparently. Tumblr + time =\= good things
canisnxcto:
Oh? “You’re far from the priest of that god that I’ve met before.” That last one was actually capable. Somewhat at least, with an ability akin to himself, yet not nearly as useful or strong. “I don’t recommend hanging around in my country long.” He teased. “We have a history of making martyrs out of your kind.” Ok, maybe that had ended long long ago, but he didn’t have to know that.
Well that doesn’t sound scary or ominous in any way nope not at all!
“I didn’t intend on staying long. Just passing through.” Methuselah waved a hand in the air and dismissively. He hadn’t intended on spending too much time here to begin with as per his usual lifestyle. But this dark message was just making him want to hurry along.
“In fact, I think this is a good place to end our conversation so I can keep travelling. Au revoir.” He salutes this very strange person and steps around him to continue on his way.
child-of-the-west:
There’s a sigh and shake of the head as Roger steps inside. No doubt the man had his baggage, you couldn’t serve here without having will of steal The old knight sat beside his new recruit and gently patted his head in his sleep. “It’s going to be alright. You’re safe.”
“Yuca . . .” Methuselah wasn’t a very light sleeper, but Roger’s sudden touch managed to jar him enough that his eyes opened half way. He was still very much asleep, even though he was regaining his consciousness. Methuselah’s clouded eyes slowly started to clear, changing from an alarming shade of vivid fuschia-red to periwinkle as he calmed down.
“Roger? What are you doing in my room?”
mikiriandmokoro:
“Take all the time you need, my Light. I understand how draining nightmares can be.” The mage curls his legs under himself, and rests his upper body against Rain’s.
“I won’t leave you behind. I never will.” But for now, a return to silence. Let the sound of the few brave birds willing to sing on this chilly morning fill the room.
She appeared again. More than five hundred years and he still remembered her face. It wasn’t just her of course - he still remembered everyone - she was just the one who visited his dreams the most frequently.
He could still feel her hand slipping from his as he doubled over and coughed up blood, the warmth of her body leaning up against him, then the relief of seeing . . . Best not to think of that again.
“Let’s get something to eat now.”
child-of-the-west:
Roger sighed, knowing the new recruit would soon wake up the twins with his groaning. When one woke, the other soon followed into a screaming mess. To avoid such causalities, he puts on his robe before heading to Methuselah’s room. Opening it on his own before stepping inside.
“Wake up, boy! You’ll wake the children.”
“Yuca.” Methselah is so deep asleep that he cannot even register Roger’s angry voice. The man is shaking in his sleep and covered in a thick sheen of cold sweat while he shakes and continues to call out softly. Perhaps the thing that would strike Roger most though was the fact that two small trails of tears leaked from the outside corners of his eyes and stained his hair and the pillow beneath him.
child-of-the-west:
“Foreva! Gonna be big and strong like Ragah!” She says proudly, meanwhile Jackal has move on to playing with his stuffed animals again. The twins are hot and cold, at least there’s a sitter for each now so they won’t feel left out.
While Mitsy goes on to ramble about how cool Roger is to her, Jack looks more content in being in his own world.
“I know you can do it!” Rain gave her a thumbs up. For the next several hours Roger and Methuselah played with the twins until supper time. From there, their parents put them to bed and excused the two for the night. Unfortunately, as always Methuselah did not have a very restful sleep. Roger could easily hear him muttering from the room next door.
“Yuca . . .”
mikiriandmokoro:
“Like I appreciate the fact you accept my help these days.” He’s just gonna keep hugging him for a while. Rain really needs it, in his eyes.
“I shall not pester you to tell what the dream was. It is not my place to pry, it would be a breach of trust. And I’m avoiding doing that again to the damnedest of my abilities. I will offer to get you food, though. If only because a full stomach sometimes drives nightmares away.”
He briefly nuzzles his face into Rain’s shoulder. “Would you be interested in biscuits with honeycomb?”
“Very.” It’s just a dream, but it’s still taken a lot of energy from him. Even though he’s admitted to being hungry, he doesn’t want to release his Light just yet.
“Just five more minutes first, okay?” Rain runs his fingers through Mokoro’s hair and caresses his head. He needs a few more minutes to calm down and after a dream like that who could ever blame him?
child-of-the-west:
Both twins screamed in glee, shouting about their victory as Mitsy tossed her sword to climb the castle and receive a kiss on the cheek by her twin brother. The pair laughed and giggled before finally climbing down to check on the new guy.
Jack still hid behind his sister as she gently poked his shoulder with her foot.
“Bye bye monster!”
He’s very good at playing dead. He’s had lots of experience at it. Much more than anyone here needs to know about. Once the children are done celebrating he sits up and stretches his arms upwards.
“You’re really good, Mitsy! How long have you been slaying monsters? Do you know?”
child-of-the-west:
Mitsy thrashes about with her little sword, trying to be a courageous Knight for the unknown Princess. It’s after a while her brother begins to whine and slowly crawl from out of his hiding place, mouse toy in hand.
“No no no! You can’t play Knights without the Princess!”
“Well you were being a poopy head!”
“No fair!” Jack comes charging past her and stubbornly sits at the top of the toy castle. Roger has to stop himself from laughing as the young boy starts flailing about like a distressed princess as his sister continues to charge at Methuselah.
“For HONOR!”
“For Candy!”
He fakes a roar and feints like he’s going to reach out and tickle her, but doesn’t actually touch her. He doesn’t want to risk hurting either of the children on his first day! At last, he called the game to an end with a rather dramatic death scene where he fell on his back, spasmed, then fell down flat with his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth.
“I am vanquished!”
mikiriandmokoro:
“Giant…?” Ah– it wasn’t that. Well, it’s not his business to pry– when Rain wants to talk about it, he can talk about it.
“Well, if it was a bad dream, best to chase it away with things more cheerful, yes?” He’s gonna sit down next to Rain and hug him. “If not my attempts to comfort you, then maybe doing something else that’s normally cheerful for you.”
He’s free! He’s free!
“You’re right.” Rain doesn’t hesitate to hug him back right away. “Thank you, Moko. I really appreciate it.” He’s still not used to having someone there to comfort him after a bad dream, but it feels really nice.