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Survivors' guilt - Aineias heart-to-heart + fishing - Morgan - 10-09-2018
The salty docks were one of the only places that were still safe from the invading spirits, making them something of a sanctuary. After encountering Aineias upon her return, Morgan brought her straight there while avoiding the town. Entering the docks' fishing shed for a moment, the samoyed picked up a pair of makeshift fishing rods and a little bag of bait. He dropped a rod and bait in front of Aineias, then cast out his line and dropped the bottom end of the rod into a convenient slot on the edge of the docks.
It didn't take long for Morgan to find a good topic to start with.
[member=1893]AINEIAS[/member]
"There we are,"
he muttered, focusing his senses in case any fish decided to bite.It didn't take long for Morgan to find a good topic to start with.
"Have you been alright? While you were gone, I mean."
He stared off into the ocean, taking some breaths to guide the currents toward the docks. "It's not been great here, and our numbers just keep shrinking... but somehow we've found a way to live through it all."
He still thought he could feel the stinging pain left by any of the ghosts during their assault on him; his memory of the event was, sadly, quite vivid. "I just wish those Tanglers all made it. Somehow... I feel as if they'd make some kinda difference."
The samoyed took a pause to reel in a medium-sized fish, dropping it into a bucket before casting out another line. "They're, they're all dead, though. Almost nobody's come this far alive, and I-- I feel so alone. Almost like I shouldn't have made it either."
[member=1893]AINEIAS[/member]
Re: Survivors' guilt - Aineias heart-to-heart + fishing - guts - 10-10-2018
She didn't mind being close to the water, hell, she preferred it. She had spent the majority of her childhood in the water, but she tried not to think about those times. Instead she focused on Morgan, watching him enter the shed and come back out with fishing rods and a bucket. She had never fished this way before, so she wasn't sure what to do, though she got the general idea by watching Morgan do it.
Aineias was almost hesitant to do it, considering how easy it would be to just dive in and catch a few fish the way she had always done it. But, considering the somber atmosphere the leader had about him, she decided to go ahead and humor him, picking up the rod and taking a seat beside him. Picking up some of the bait, she poked it onto the hook end and awkwardly cast it into the water.
"I was fine. I mean, I came back in one piece, that's gotta count for something." the feline says with a small shrug. She isn't sure if she's glad that he decided to speak or if she would have liked the silence better. Honestly, she didn't really want to think about her time away, but she would feel bad if she didn't reply. Things had obviously been hard on him.
As he goes on, she feels a pang of sympathy for him, for everyone that was here and that had disappeared. She can feel the ache grow when he finishes, but only because she can relate so much to his words. She had felt alone often in the past, especially recently. It was painful. "Yeah. I get that feeling." she admits before she can stop herself, heaving a slow sigh.
Aineias was almost hesitant to do it, considering how easy it would be to just dive in and catch a few fish the way she had always done it. But, considering the somber atmosphere the leader had about him, she decided to go ahead and humor him, picking up the rod and taking a seat beside him. Picking up some of the bait, she poked it onto the hook end and awkwardly cast it into the water.
"I was fine. I mean, I came back in one piece, that's gotta count for something." the feline says with a small shrug. She isn't sure if she's glad that he decided to speak or if she would have liked the silence better. Honestly, she didn't really want to think about her time away, but she would feel bad if she didn't reply. Things had obviously been hard on him.
As he goes on, she feels a pang of sympathy for him, for everyone that was here and that had disappeared. She can feel the ache grow when he finishes, but only because she can relate so much to his words. She had felt alone often in the past, especially recently. It was painful. "Yeah. I get that feeling." she admits before she can stop herself, heaving a slow sigh.