10-03-2019, 06:56 PM
Wormwood got a rather unsatisfactory answer back from Crowley, and he opened his mouth to explain exactly why he couldn't just say random names until he stumbled upon the right one, when all of a sudden Echo was piping up, her loud and excited voice startling the chaser from his thoughts. He looked over at her for a moment, confusion written clearly on his face, before a grin replaced his formerly bewildered expression. Oh, it seemed as though he had, in fact, just stumbled upon the girl's name. It was an amazing coincidence really, and he silently thanked whenever had named her for giving her a name that matched her gimmick with such cruel irony, because it made things far easier for him and Crowley. He hadn't exactly been enthused at the thought of sitting with the demon and just calling out random common names until one of them stuck – besides, she had come from the sea. Who knew how sea people named their kids? Thankfully, it seemed as though they were saved, and Echo was proudly reclaiming her old name, ironically echoing it over and over back at him in his own voice. Chuckling warmly, the large lion dipped his head and said in a soft rumble, half to Crowley and half as a reassurance to Echo that he had heard her, "Well, it seems as though her name is Echo. Pretty lucky, huh?"
It then seemed as though Echo was contemplating one of the first questions out of Crowley's mouth: did she want to join Tanglewood, or not? She seemed to struggle with this question for a moment, and he could only imagine that it was a mixture between actually figuring out her answer, and then trying to figure out how to communicate said answer back to them with their own words. It seemed as though eventually she did, however, when she eventually parroted back at them with a mixture of both their voices – something that pressed Wormwood firmly into uncanny valley territory. Shaking off the fact that he had just been asked to join by his own voice, with a healthy dose of Crowley's, Worm nodded and said softly, his tail flicking from side to side as he gestured with a paw back at Tanglewood's territory, "Well, it's very nice to welcome you here into Tanglewood, Echo. Like I said, my mama's Wormwood. You need a tour around? I cant imagine how much of a shift it must be, going from the sea to here in the swamp..." He spared a glanced back at Crowley and gave him a bit of a smile, nodding his head as if to say that he had done good in offering her a way to join. After all, if she couldn't go back to the sea at the moment, why couldn't she stay here? It wasn't as if she was a threat, she was just a bit odd.
It then seemed as though Echo was contemplating one of the first questions out of Crowley's mouth: did she want to join Tanglewood, or not? She seemed to struggle with this question for a moment, and he could only imagine that it was a mixture between actually figuring out her answer, and then trying to figure out how to communicate said answer back to them with their own words. It seemed as though eventually she did, however, when she eventually parroted back at them with a mixture of both their voices – something that pressed Wormwood firmly into uncanny valley territory. Shaking off the fact that he had just been asked to join by his own voice, with a healthy dose of Crowley's, Worm nodded and said softly, his tail flicking from side to side as he gestured with a paw back at Tanglewood's territory, "Well, it's very nice to welcome you here into Tanglewood, Echo. Like I said, my mama's Wormwood. You need a tour around? I cant imagine how much of a shift it must be, going from the sea to here in the swamp..." He spared a glanced back at Crowley and gave him a bit of a smile, nodding his head as if to say that he had done good in offering her a way to join. After all, if she couldn't go back to the sea at the moment, why couldn't she stay here? It wasn't as if she was a threat, she was just a bit odd.
[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]
— Reggan