05-13-2022, 02:14 PM
AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — it just sucks to try and explain
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a family ... he missed his own, but even the small faces of his children were memories he could not forget, not even the faces of his adopted children. they were all important to him, reasons to keep going even through the worst of agony that he faced, even through the worst of the feelings he might encounter. in fact, the child that followed after cory often brought him concern, he was glad that cory had taken vintara in, otherwise he feared for the child. he had yet to recover from the emotional and mental blow that the disappearance of arlo and the golden eye had brought him, he had worried about being able to form bonds with anyone else in his time here, he worried about the children especially, for he had always wanted to grow close with those here. he wanted to find a family here once again.
at the action of clearing the leaves from cory's fur, he was all the ever more grateful that he was able to turn away quickly. hearing his coughs, he felt his face heat up under his fur and slightly shook his head, clearing away thoughts that he couldn't quite come to terms with, or begin to accept. gods help him, that smile ... 'no! stop it, aesior!', he would think to himself, gaze fixed on that large smile on cory's face. blinking rapidly a few times more as he retreated for the notebook. upon his return and the words spoken so warmly, he found that his face had not ceased to warm. was he coming down with a fever? raising his paw to his forehead as if he could tell so easily, looking to cory as his next words shook him out of the chaos within his mind.
offering him a smile as he cast his own gaze to the painted sky, looking back over his shoulder to the confines of his home. inside? he didn't mind, but the place was a mess. turning back to cory with a slightly wider smile than before, dipping his head, scrawling another quick sentence for the other to read, 'sure. it's quite messy though.' getting to his paws after he was sure cory had read it, he gathered the notebook and pencil he used, carrying it back inside and setting it down gently. overlooking the various planters and their lanterns, he flicked his tail softly. his cleaning had mostly consisted of trying to clean up his work desk and passion projects, sorting them into different areas. perhaps, if cory had ideas on where to locate things, then he could follow the advice. for the time being, the house itself was a mess, his bedding tossed about and untouched in several hours, perhaps days. flustering and smiling sheepishly, 'i've been busy with a lot of different small things. sorry.' he flicked his ears with his tail curling a bit anxiously. it was comfortable to him when he was tired enough to enjoy the mess as it was.
at the action of clearing the leaves from cory's fur, he was all the ever more grateful that he was able to turn away quickly. hearing his coughs, he felt his face heat up under his fur and slightly shook his head, clearing away thoughts that he couldn't quite come to terms with, or begin to accept. gods help him, that smile ... 'no! stop it, aesior!', he would think to himself, gaze fixed on that large smile on cory's face. blinking rapidly a few times more as he retreated for the notebook. upon his return and the words spoken so warmly, he found that his face had not ceased to warm. was he coming down with a fever? raising his paw to his forehead as if he could tell so easily, looking to cory as his next words shook him out of the chaos within his mind.
offering him a smile as he cast his own gaze to the painted sky, looking back over his shoulder to the confines of his home. inside? he didn't mind, but the place was a mess. turning back to cory with a slightly wider smile than before, dipping his head, scrawling another quick sentence for the other to read, 'sure. it's quite messy though.' getting to his paws after he was sure cory had read it, he gathered the notebook and pencil he used, carrying it back inside and setting it down gently. overlooking the various planters and their lanterns, he flicked his tail softly. his cleaning had mostly consisted of trying to clean up his work desk and passion projects, sorting them into different areas. perhaps, if cory had ideas on where to locate things, then he could follow the advice. for the time being, the house itself was a mess, his bedding tossed about and untouched in several hours, perhaps days. flustering and smiling sheepishly, 'i've been busy with a lot of different small things. sorry.' he flicked his ears with his tail curling a bit anxiously. it was comfortable to him when he was tired enough to enjoy the mess as it was.
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THE FLOWER BURNS