01-03-2019, 11:22 AM
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+ rin oh my gosh,,, welcome back w her!!
Okay now listen: Orpheus had been a reckless child too. He was the type to climb up his dad's back and jump off again, sit in a tree and scramble down with his heart racing. Were he capable of it, the child would have been the type to hang upside down and call himself Spider-Man. He liked adventures and he liked having fun, but things had changed over the course of these last few years. Most importantly, the lion had grown up. He wouldn't call himself old, crotchety, grumpy, or anything else, but he was a little more... well, call him a little more concerned with the safety of others. When he hears the crash of the bookcase, his first thought isn't "someone's having fun" or "it was probably an accident". No, his mind screamed "murder" and "they're hurt" and all sorts of other paranoid things. He abandons what he had been doing in his room to race towards the noise, soft paws failing to catch nicely on the smooth floor when he finally finds himself there and tries to stop.
Once his mind settles and he sees that nothing is wrong, he lets out a shaky breath. "Kid." Though gently exasperated, relief softens the call. Perhaps just to settle himself, Orpheus sits near the doorway and turns his attention to the other person who had followed the noise. Warringkingdoms isn't familiar, but if he knew what she was thinking they surely would have argued. Perhaps it's his own personal experiences with death — the people he loved didn't come back. Everyone else got the opportunity, the privilege of trying again with those they cared for, and here he was, stuck with the permanence of it. The grief of having that yanked out from underneath him never healed. He can't understand how she skates over everything that had just happened. "How are you so calm about this?" Confused and still slightly out of breath but calming quickly, Orpheus weaves through the mess of the room to be closer to Link, glancing him over again. "You're not hurt, are you?"
+ rin oh my gosh,,, welcome back w her!!
Okay now listen: Orpheus had been a reckless child too. He was the type to climb up his dad's back and jump off again, sit in a tree and scramble down with his heart racing. Were he capable of it, the child would have been the type to hang upside down and call himself Spider-Man. He liked adventures and he liked having fun, but things had changed over the course of these last few years. Most importantly, the lion had grown up. He wouldn't call himself old, crotchety, grumpy, or anything else, but he was a little more... well, call him a little more concerned with the safety of others. When he hears the crash of the bookcase, his first thought isn't "someone's having fun" or "it was probably an accident". No, his mind screamed "murder" and "they're hurt" and all sorts of other paranoid things. He abandons what he had been doing in his room to race towards the noise, soft paws failing to catch nicely on the smooth floor when he finally finds himself there and tries to stop.
Once his mind settles and he sees that nothing is wrong, he lets out a shaky breath. "Kid." Though gently exasperated, relief softens the call. Perhaps just to settle himself, Orpheus sits near the doorway and turns his attention to the other person who had followed the noise. Warringkingdoms isn't familiar, but if he knew what she was thinking they surely would have argued. Perhaps it's his own personal experiences with death — the people he loved didn't come back. Everyone else got the opportunity, the privilege of trying again with those they cared for, and here he was, stuck with the permanence of it. The grief of having that yanked out from underneath him never healed. He can't understand how she skates over everything that had just happened. "How are you so calm about this?" Confused and still slightly out of breath but calming quickly, Orpheus weaves through the mess of the room to be closer to Link, glancing him over again. "You're not hurt, are you?"
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I HAVE TROUBLES EVERY DAY BUT IT TURNS OUT FINE
[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;color:black;margin-top:-5px;margin-bottom:5px;"]｢ ❝ it turns out fine, and i fight to keep them all away ❞ | [color=black]biography – [color=black]tags ｣