12-16-2019, 01:41 AM
Sometimes Abathur found himself on the border out of pure coincidence, either seeing somebody and realizing how far out he had accidentally gone, or simply wandering out a bit into the neutral territories until he realized his mistake and hurriedly scurried back. This, though, would mark the first time that somebody had managed to yell him to the border.
It was impressive, frankly, how far away Abathur could hear Lemy. Whether a product of the former's supercharged (and almost certainly ridiculously oversensitive) sense of touch combined with the forest that wonderfully transmitted any and all vibrations, or of the latter's very very very loud voice, Abathur managed to get a read on where the loudmouth was from... well, his sense of distance wasn't very good, but it was certainly very far away, and he hadn't even begun to reach what he believed to be the general border area of Tanglewood. So, true to his nature as a curious person and as a spider, he would crawl towards the disturbance on his 'web' with mud on his claws and a question in his heart.
Of course it was Lemy.
He barely knew the other, but it was most certainly in character from what he did know, as long as someone considered "loud" a personality trait. Truly, despite such harsh commentary, the spider wasn't annoyed, simply baffled at how someone could possibly get through life with such reckless disregard for the sanctity of silence. "Why does subject have letter?" He asked, hoping to ignore the attempt at a game and simply get to the point. Though, frankly, he was actually curious as to why he had such a pristine letter. It wasn't dirty or anything, which meant that it likely wasn't just found lying around, and it also wasn't open, which meant that, since Lemy knew the contents of the letter, he had likely written it - but why? To what purpose? Why write and seal a letter only to deliver it in person and loudly make a big deal of that fact? It confused him so, so much, but surely there was a logical explanation. There had to be. He couldn't just believe that people just... did things without considering all the energy and time expended, as well as some other options. There had to be logic in the universe.
It was impressive, frankly, how far away Abathur could hear Lemy. Whether a product of the former's supercharged (and almost certainly ridiculously oversensitive) sense of touch combined with the forest that wonderfully transmitted any and all vibrations, or of the latter's very very very loud voice, Abathur managed to get a read on where the loudmouth was from... well, his sense of distance wasn't very good, but it was certainly very far away, and he hadn't even begun to reach what he believed to be the general border area of Tanglewood. So, true to his nature as a curious person and as a spider, he would crawl towards the disturbance on his 'web' with mud on his claws and a question in his heart.
Of course it was Lemy.
He barely knew the other, but it was most certainly in character from what he did know, as long as someone considered "loud" a personality trait. Truly, despite such harsh commentary, the spider wasn't annoyed, simply baffled at how someone could possibly get through life with such reckless disregard for the sanctity of silence. "Why does subject have letter?" He asked, hoping to ignore the attempt at a game and simply get to the point. Though, frankly, he was actually curious as to why he had such a pristine letter. It wasn't dirty or anything, which meant that it likely wasn't just found lying around, and it also wasn't open, which meant that, since Lemy knew the contents of the letter, he had likely written it - but why? To what purpose? Why write and seal a letter only to deliver it in person and loudly make a big deal of that fact? It confused him so, so much, but surely there was a logical explanation. There had to be. He couldn't just believe that people just... did things without considering all the energy and time expended, as well as some other options. There had to be logic in the universe.
tags - "speech"