12-10-2019, 01:17 AM
i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck
with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest
When Kaz showed up to the little impromptu meeting within the library, Aurum smiled warmly at the male, opening his mouth to greet the other familiar newcomer that he needed to take some time to get to know. However, before he was really able to get a good greeting in, Kaz had already launched into a little spat calling Abathur a nerd. Aurum was distinctly unimpressed, and found himself sighing a bit at the other tangler, ready to jump to Abathur's defense with his own history of loving stories. However, Abathur was plenty capable of handling himself, and returned Kaz's childish behavior with some snark of his own. Aurum found himself chuckling, not only at Abathur's comeback, but also at the sarcasm the other had exhibited in answering him. It seemed as though his first impression of Abathur had been wrong – even if the other talked a bit strangely, he was quite capable of navigating social situations, and being pretty damn funny at the same time. Smiling with mirth, Aurum rumbled as he flicked his tail from side to side, giving a dip of his head in confirmation, "Yes, I happen to come to the library quite often. I've loved stories ever since I was a young cub, so the moment I came upon the library after my joining, I immersed myself in getting familiar with it... just like you are now." It was nice to see that he and Abathur had something in common, and he silently noted that away as something to bring up later if they were ever alone and just hanging out. Aurum had always been a huge fan of befriending pretty much everyone who came to be a member of Tanglewood, and Abathur had sparked a bit of anxiety in the Captain when he had first arrived thanks to the fact that it hadn't seemed they would have any common ground between them. And sure, perhaps they weren't exactly reading the precisely same books, but that was still something that could start a conversation, and that was just the perfect kind of in Aurum had been looking for.
While he contemplated this, others began to arrive at the scene, a sight that threw the lion for a bit of a loop. It wasn't often that so many people were at the library at once, and as both Moth and Roy came sidling up on either side of him, he found a warm smile for each other of them. He had, of course, known both of them also had an affinity for reading, but that didn't mean they were often all in the library together. Unless, of course, Aurum invited to come to the library with him, while he returned old books and picked out some new chunky volumes to fill up the shelves of their home as he read through them. He touched his nose gently to the top of Roy's head as his son settled beside him, and he found himself smiling a bit at the boy's excited questioning of Abathur. It was rare to see Roy so genuinely engaged, especially when it came to interacting with other people, thanks to the nerves and anxiety that Aurum had seen grip him far too many times. Sure, his question was a bit poorly worded in the excitement of the moment, but Abathur seemed unbothered, and the Captain found himself shooting the large arachnid a grateful look because of it. It would've been downright awful if Roy had finally had the guts to show real interest in someone else, only to have that person react negatively. Upon hearing Moth and Kaz, Aurum rumbled softly to Kaz, his wings shifting upon his back to subconsciously rest over his sister and son, a silent show of affection, "Abathur doesn't need to be reading the books just to have information to use. Reading is usually considered recreational, after all. Besides, him 'using' the information could always just be him acting as a back up emergency medic for when the medical team is indisposed... sort of like what Delilah does." He knew that Kaz was just trying to suggest something while falling back on his old strategic and planning way of thinking, but Aurum also didn't want to see Abathur be shoved into a role he didn't want, just because of the books he enjoyed reading.
While he contemplated this, others began to arrive at the scene, a sight that threw the lion for a bit of a loop. It wasn't often that so many people were at the library at once, and as both Moth and Roy came sidling up on either side of him, he found a warm smile for each other of them. He had, of course, known both of them also had an affinity for reading, but that didn't mean they were often all in the library together. Unless, of course, Aurum invited to come to the library with him, while he returned old books and picked out some new chunky volumes to fill up the shelves of their home as he read through them. He touched his nose gently to the top of Roy's head as his son settled beside him, and he found himself smiling a bit at the boy's excited questioning of Abathur. It was rare to see Roy so genuinely engaged, especially when it came to interacting with other people, thanks to the nerves and anxiety that Aurum had seen grip him far too many times. Sure, his question was a bit poorly worded in the excitement of the moment, but Abathur seemed unbothered, and the Captain found himself shooting the large arachnid a grateful look because of it. It would've been downright awful if Roy had finally had the guts to show real interest in someone else, only to have that person react negatively. Upon hearing Moth and Kaz, Aurum rumbled softly to Kaz, his wings shifting upon his back to subconsciously rest over his sister and son, a silent show of affection, "Abathur doesn't need to be reading the books just to have information to use. Reading is usually considered recreational, after all. Besides, him 'using' the information could always just be him acting as a back up emergency medic for when the medical team is indisposed... sort of like what Delilah does." He knew that Kaz was just trying to suggest something while falling back on his old strategic and planning way of thinking, but Aurum also didn't want to see Abathur be shoved into a role he didn't want, just because of the books he enjoyed reading.
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