11-11-2020, 10:44 AM
TELL HIM THE NIGHTMARES HAVEN'T STOPPED
tell him i'm not sure what is real and what is not
He's late, he's late, of course he's bloody late, he had barely been within Elysium's own borders this month, it was safe to say he hadn't known the meeting was today until eh, rather soon. No, no, he'd been staying away from the mountain group- he's got a project for himself, see, something big, something splendid... something nobody else knows of yet, that's true, of course- no, he'd not even told Hani or Alani, and that's quite a shocker all things considered.
He doesn't burst through the buses, no, too much of a big entrance and considering by the smell it seemed there were quite a few people here- well, he didn't want to draw too much attention to himself. He hadn't last time, mere introductions and his skulking in the shadows, he'd appeared more as a bodyguard to his leaders than for any, eh, formalities.
This time he steps quietly out of the bushes and into the sunlight, cerulean optics peeled to assess who was here and who was not- no sign of his leaders, which is a surprise as they'd attended the previous two, but oh well. Guess he's just here in her stead, then.
And then he spots Tena, and it's with a great deal of weight off his shoulders that he hurries to her side, shaking various twigs or leaves from his subtly curled fur. He stands at her side with almost indifference painted across his face as the wolf- or, now a crow, actually- seems almost to beg for attention; he wants to scoff but he keeps quiet, and though the scene is grotesque and abhorrent, he doesn't squirm nor show any signs of discomfort; no, when you've died and watched people die all around you for two years you become accustomed to such sights, although even still they come as a shock. That said, it's clear by the loud squawking that seems to resonate in his ear that the bird isn't dead, and so he has no reason for concern beyond that, though the crow seems to be very concerned with being ignored.
He tunes out then, doesn't speak until everyone else has too quieted down, and his voice- a rough growl, deeper and more baritone than last he came here, perhaps due to lack of use- resonates, albeit not purposefully. "I'm Loey- Loey Xenias, a member of Elysium too." and at once he cuts himself off, allowing everyone else's talk to flow through his head- he turns to Gael at one point, eyes narrowed and ears twitching, and it's clear he's realized just what Tena said.
He doesn't burst through the buses, no, too much of a big entrance and considering by the smell it seemed there were quite a few people here- well, he didn't want to draw too much attention to himself. He hadn't last time, mere introductions and his skulking in the shadows, he'd appeared more as a bodyguard to his leaders than for any, eh, formalities.
This time he steps quietly out of the bushes and into the sunlight, cerulean optics peeled to assess who was here and who was not- no sign of his leaders, which is a surprise as they'd attended the previous two, but oh well. Guess he's just here in her stead, then.
And then he spots Tena, and it's with a great deal of weight off his shoulders that he hurries to her side, shaking various twigs or leaves from his subtly curled fur. He stands at her side with almost indifference painted across his face as the wolf- or, now a crow, actually- seems almost to beg for attention; he wants to scoff but he keeps quiet, and though the scene is grotesque and abhorrent, he doesn't squirm nor show any signs of discomfort; no, when you've died and watched people die all around you for two years you become accustomed to such sights, although even still they come as a shock. That said, it's clear by the loud squawking that seems to resonate in his ear that the bird isn't dead, and so he has no reason for concern beyond that, though the crow seems to be very concerned with being ignored.
He tunes out then, doesn't speak until everyone else has too quieted down, and his voice- a rough growl, deeper and more baritone than last he came here, perhaps due to lack of use- resonates, albeit not purposefully. "I'm Loey- Loey Xenias, a member of Elysium too." and at once he cuts himself off, allowing everyone else's talk to flow through his head- he turns to Gael at one point, eyes narrowed and ears twitching, and it's clear he's realized just what Tena said.
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