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When Jack woke up, it was to a dirty, bloody, tired Lexa curled in a corner of the dark studio. It wasn't the furthest corner from him, but she'd squeezed herself as far as she could go into it, careful distance separating them. One knee was propped up, while the other rested on the side. An arm was thrown carelessly over the higher knee, and Lexa's head was bowed, face pressed into her thin shoulder as a makeshift pillow. She was tantalizingly close to sleep when she heard a sound.
Her head immediately shot up and her muscles tensed. Amber eyes flashed the briefest gold in the darkness. Then her gaze found Jack's body, so still it could've been dead. And she saw the slight rise of his chest. A feeling she wouldn't dare name washed over her, easing the tension she wore like armor. The brief flash of adrenaline was gone as quickly as it'd come, leaving an undeniable need to rest in its wake. But more than that, a curious willingness to rest. She closed her eyes for a long moment and then forced them open again to look at Jack, alive against all odds.
"You're like a damn cockroach," she said quietly, voice a broken rasp. Lexa honestly didn't think he'd make it. She knew she had to check on him, let him know he was safe for the time being, see about getting him some proper medical care. But Lexa couldn't move from her spot in the corner. Her body was frozen in time, refusing to close the distance.
Her head immediately shot up and her muscles tensed. Amber eyes flashed the briefest gold in the darkness. Then her gaze found Jack's body, so still it could've been dead. And she saw the slight rise of his chest. A feeling she wouldn't dare name washed over her, easing the tension she wore like armor. The brief flash of adrenaline was gone as quickly as it'd come, leaving an undeniable need to rest in its wake. But more than that, a curious willingness to rest. She closed her eyes for a long moment and then forced them open again to look at Jack, alive against all odds.
"You're like a damn cockroach," she said quietly, voice a broken rasp. Lexa honestly didn't think he'd make it. She knew she had to check on him, let him know he was safe for the time being, see about getting him some proper medical care. But Lexa couldn't move from her spot in the corner. Her body was frozen in time, refusing to close the distance.
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more uninteresting gryphon shenanigans lol. but it's something.
more uninteresting gryphon shenanigans lol. but it's something.
Both options sounded tempting – rob a bunch of creepy forest children, or rob a bunch of competent mystical-tech-savvie adults.
On one hand, the Kith had all the important basics for survival like clothes, food, and weapons. Plus they might've had runes she could manipulate into her own and maybe study until she got the hang of the craft. The masks were a nice touch too, though honestly… they were more than a little creepy. The problem was she honestly had no idea what to make of the Kith. They seemed sort of demonic, and Artemis wasn't particularly fond of children to begin with. They weren't as predictable as adults were.
Her other option, the Pirates overall had less to offer her. She could probably get some food, maybe a few weapons, but she didn't know what sort of gadgets they had or if she could even use them. There was likely something noteworthy there. And if they were in a state of chaos because their clockwork trees were eggless (and what a phrase that was) then now was probably the best chance she had to rob them blind. She'd see about hitting the Kith after. If she didn't die.
"Guess I'll see what sort of treasure the Pirates have first." She couldn't help the crack of a smile at her pun. She began making her way out of the mouth of her cave, the runes wrapped around her feet quieting her footsteps. Nura eagerly followed behind her, eyes trained on the staff in Artemis' hand. Once they were out in the open, Artemis turned around to look at the gryphon.
She had no idea how to mount her. The first time had just been a lot of clinging and screaming. Artemis blinked at the gryphon – the very large gryphon. What had Reckley said? Like riding a horse bareback. Artemis had never ridden a horse bareback. She stared a moment longer. Then she walked around to Nura's side to try and climb on her back – only for Nura to turn with her, eyes still on the staff. Artemis looked up to the night sky with a huff. She tried walking around again. Nura turned again. Artemis raised the staff and the gryphon immediately perked up after it. A twitch at the corner of Artemis' lips betrayed a smile. With her free hand she scratched above Nura's beak. Slowly, continuing the scratches, she lowered the staff down to the ground.
"C'mon, doooown." Nura's front legs bent and she lowered her head until it rested on the ground, her rear and tail still high in the air. Artemis' smile turned triumphant. She released her grip on the staff, still scratching Nura with her other hand, and crept along the gryphon's side. Nura didn't move, still focused on the staff a scarce inch away from the tip of her beak. It seemed the gryphon had completely forgotten it'd been the source of that terrible lightning just moments ago.
Artemis hesitated before finally grabbing a fistful of her dirty skirts and hiking them up. Ungraceful as a seal on land, she swung her leg over Nura's back, behind the wings and tried to settle herself down without falling. The scratching turned harsh and jolting then, as Artemis tried to right herself. Nura… didn't seem to care.
"Ok, good girl," Artemis said in a distracted voice as she leaned her chest forward to try and rest against Nura's back. This time she did fall, her chest colliding roughly with Nura's spine, and it was all she could do to not slide forward over the gryphon's head, or fall sideways off of her back. This finally seemed to jolt the gryphon to attention. Nura brought her head up a few inches in surprise, stopping Artemis' forward momentum. On reflex, her hand shot downwards in an attempt to stabilize herself. Her palm hit the wood of the staff painfully and on instinct her fingers curled around it just as Nura finally jolted back up to her full height.
Artemis was pretty sure she smacked the poor bird on the bottom of her beak with the staff when she lurched backwards at the movement, but it at least kept her from tumbling all the way back. Nura was shaking her head as Artemis finally got her bearings and managed to sit in a somewhat stable way. Her knees were locked probably too tight around Nura's side, she was hunched forward and low in a way that would make her stiff for hours after, and her hands were clenched, white-knuckled around the shining feathers at the back of Nura's neck in a way that had to be uncomfortable. But, she realized with a start, she'd done it.
Artemis was riding a gryphon. Granted, a stationary gryphon on the ground, but still. A startled, almost shy laugh escaped her. She straightened up a bit and forced her hand to unclench as she tried to smooth out the feathers she'd mangled. An idea came to her and she turned over her shoulder to look at Oseely
"How do I call you?" she asked. "Like how you called Reckley?" Artemis didn't have much faith that Oseely would actually be any help if called, but it didn't hurt to ask.
On one hand, the Kith had all the important basics for survival like clothes, food, and weapons. Plus they might've had runes she could manipulate into her own and maybe study until she got the hang of the craft. The masks were a nice touch too, though honestly… they were more than a little creepy. The problem was she honestly had no idea what to make of the Kith. They seemed sort of demonic, and Artemis wasn't particularly fond of children to begin with. They weren't as predictable as adults were.
Her other option, the Pirates overall had less to offer her. She could probably get some food, maybe a few weapons, but she didn't know what sort of gadgets they had or if she could even use them. There was likely something noteworthy there. And if they were in a state of chaos because their clockwork trees were eggless (and what a phrase that was) then now was probably the best chance she had to rob them blind. She'd see about hitting the Kith after. If she didn't die.
"Guess I'll see what sort of treasure the Pirates have first." She couldn't help the crack of a smile at her pun. She began making her way out of the mouth of her cave, the runes wrapped around her feet quieting her footsteps. Nura eagerly followed behind her, eyes trained on the staff in Artemis' hand. Once they were out in the open, Artemis turned around to look at the gryphon.
She had no idea how to mount her. The first time had just been a lot of clinging and screaming. Artemis blinked at the gryphon – the very large gryphon. What had Reckley said? Like riding a horse bareback. Artemis had never ridden a horse bareback. She stared a moment longer. Then she walked around to Nura's side to try and climb on her back – only for Nura to turn with her, eyes still on the staff. Artemis looked up to the night sky with a huff. She tried walking around again. Nura turned again. Artemis raised the staff and the gryphon immediately perked up after it. A twitch at the corner of Artemis' lips betrayed a smile. With her free hand she scratched above Nura's beak. Slowly, continuing the scratches, she lowered the staff down to the ground.
"C'mon, doooown." Nura's front legs bent and she lowered her head until it rested on the ground, her rear and tail still high in the air. Artemis' smile turned triumphant. She released her grip on the staff, still scratching Nura with her other hand, and crept along the gryphon's side. Nura didn't move, still focused on the staff a scarce inch away from the tip of her beak. It seemed the gryphon had completely forgotten it'd been the source of that terrible lightning just moments ago.
Artemis hesitated before finally grabbing a fistful of her dirty skirts and hiking them up. Ungraceful as a seal on land, she swung her leg over Nura's back, behind the wings and tried to settle herself down without falling. The scratching turned harsh and jolting then, as Artemis tried to right herself. Nura… didn't seem to care.
"Ok, good girl," Artemis said in a distracted voice as she leaned her chest forward to try and rest against Nura's back. This time she did fall, her chest colliding roughly with Nura's spine, and it was all she could do to not slide forward over the gryphon's head, or fall sideways off of her back. This finally seemed to jolt the gryphon to attention. Nura brought her head up a few inches in surprise, stopping Artemis' forward momentum. On reflex, her hand shot downwards in an attempt to stabilize herself. Her palm hit the wood of the staff painfully and on instinct her fingers curled around it just as Nura finally jolted back up to her full height.
Artemis was pretty sure she smacked the poor bird on the bottom of her beak with the staff when she lurched backwards at the movement, but it at least kept her from tumbling all the way back. Nura was shaking her head as Artemis finally got her bearings and managed to sit in a somewhat stable way. Her knees were locked probably too tight around Nura's side, she was hunched forward and low in a way that would make her stiff for hours after, and her hands were clenched, white-knuckled around the shining feathers at the back of Nura's neck in a way that had to be uncomfortable. But, she realized with a start, she'd done it.
Artemis was riding a gryphon. Granted, a stationary gryphon on the ground, but still. A startled, almost shy laugh escaped her. She straightened up a bit and forced her hand to unclench as she tried to smooth out the feathers she'd mangled. An idea came to her and she turned over her shoulder to look at Oseely
"How do I call you?" she asked. "Like how you called Reckley?" Artemis didn't have much faith that Oseely would actually be any help if called, but it didn't hurt to ask.
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I mean neither am I, and yet here we are lmao
Well, he's not new new... We've had him for a couple months but I can't remember if I announced it in this thread lol. His names Hamilton (hamm, hammy, hamster, ham hock, ham and cheese, hamsteak...) he's 9 months old, and the rowdiest goddamn puppy holy shit. But he's mine and I love him >.<
The people who sold him to us said he's lab/sharpei but we're pretty sure he's lab/Pitt bull lol.
The people who sold him to us said he's lab/sharpei but we're pretty sure he's lab/Pitt bull lol.
i swear to god i still exist. 30+ hours of work a week/full time student/new mommy of a rowdy puppy. i have every intention of writing a post and i'm so sorry you guys have been waiting on me this long >.< i might finally have time tomorrow before work, but if i don't get one up by the end of tomorrow, feel free to get up a response for drew already. i feel bad, you've been waiting so long OTL
i am also working on a post but life suckerpunched me. will try to finish it asap. also welcome back digg!
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