Nemaisare

The EarthGiver [Nem & Glaw]

No worries, it's marvelous and I shall be sure you don't have to wait nearly as long for the next post. But we're not on any sort of schedule, aye? So I'll not be holding you to anything you need to take a break now and again. Especially when I was being so darned unreliable.

The Alcean Resistance

Haha! No worries, I'm still paying attention. I don't mind a slower pace. And now I'm most certainly excited to see what you're coming up with. :D

Light in the Dark

To have his appetite return would, in Wilhelm's mind, be both good and bad. It would make eating easier, certainly. Of that he could not complain. But it would also mean a return to living that he had not expected. He had thought to move on, not move house. And in these wastes, he worried that his size alone might be an imposition too great for his host to deal with. If he added his usual appetite to it, even winter slowed as it might become once he was healthy again, he might eat everything the little one had cached. For, surely, it had not thought to ready for so large a guest. With so large a stomach...

He merely grunted though. There was time enough to worry about that later. If he was to live, he would focus on living. Recovery. Regaining his strength. His health. Then he would repay this one's kindness. A troll did not leave his host starving when there was food that might be hunted. If he had to, he would chase down one of those bears, but for now...

Wilhelm felt his head settle back against the furs and shut his eyes, Hap's cool fingers against the nape of his neck as refreshing as a trickle of meltwater down his back. He felt the spasm uncoiling between his shoulders blades and slipping down his spine. It made him shiver, shudder and shake his head before the sharp motion made him groan. Too much energy wasted on useless activities. The hand moved away and he was left staring at the backs of his eyelids, advised to rest as thuogh there was anything else he could manage. His lips lifted in a rictus grin, eyes still shut, as he turned his face towards Hap. "Aye, and tomorrow, I'll dance Mother down to melt the snow, shall I?" There was a vaguely derisive note to his words, mocking his own weakness, and perhaps a littleannoyed by it. But he did not blame the little one for it, and quickly opened his eyes to amend any insult he may have managed with further words rumbled from his chest.

"If I am in your way, I might attempt removing myself to a corner then, but there will surely be no dancing." He followed that statement with a heavy snort before shutting his eyes again. And for all he had not thought he would find refuge in sleep again, he was tired enough that it dragged him down somewhere between the beginnings of strange clanking and settled rhythm of fixing frayed wires. A pup had nosed its way beneath the hard warmth of his arm when he woke, and he found himself confused by the sensation of a warm little body breathing there. It was very small. He kept his arm still so he might not inadvertently break it and draw the mother's wrath. Or his host's. It would be a wasted life besides, if he killed it, when he wasn't planning on eating it. But he did turn his head, blinking his nictitating membranes back into place as the light reminded him of Mother's dislike at being stared at and eyed the mess Hap had created.

"Hrrrmmm-" The rumble made the pups squeak and caught in his throat, so he cleared it, as quietly as he could, before continuing. "What are you doing there?"

Light in the Dark

Odd jobs... I have no job. Though I'm trying for editor,and may be building a library this summer. Which is exciting. Cuz books! Even if their environmental waste books of one sort or another....

Hmm, y'know what you should do. You should engineer a new style of wasp... Although I'd have to say rubber bands are pretty rad and hard to beat. Go Closet, go! Make something better than rubber! You can do it! :P

Anywhoodle, I'm making a post now that may or may not be done before I go to bed. And I was stalking you. Are you really doing a recreation of the Highwayman? You are! You're awesome. Yes, yes you are. (alreadyknewthisbuthadtosayitagain)

Think you that sincewe both remember an introduction happening between them we should just pretend it happened in one of the vague moments or shall we wait for another chance for them to remember that knowing peoples' names can be important before we have them knowing each others'?

Looking for an awesome rp partner! :D Ideas inside (mostly no romance involved)

Let's do vampires! *cough* I kid! I kid! Sorry, couldn't help it. *ahem* Let's not do vampires. I'll be PMing you sometime in the next few minutes. As soon as I decide which of these plots I like best. So difficult to decide!

Light in the Dark

Yay! Heh, I can see how that would be a bit frustrating and/or annoying, but at least you did learn new things eventually, right? Also... coffee cake?! *mails self to Closet and steals cake for self*

Light in the Dark

No worries. And hope the conference is going well. :D

Light in the Dark

His ears pinned themselves against the sides of his skull at the sharp tone that met an observation he’d thought would be fairly neutral. The words did not seem to match the manner, and he frowned in confusion as another spoonful was offered him. But he ate it nonetheless, automatically. His mind, however, was too tired to try understanding what insult he may or may not have offered. It won no other violence from the little creature, and without the tone, was almost reassuring. He snorted, relaxing again.

“Nature is not always honest, and wolves belong to her. But a troll will only lie to hide himself.” The depth of the reverberations in his chest as he spoke would have settled the point quite clearly had Hap been another troll. As it was, he wasn’t trying to begin an argument, he’d likely lose. He was merely bringing up a point as he understood it. Deception was not an art reserved for cruelty. And, to a troll, it was not only used in speech.

“I do not think I will be hiding from you anything of myself.” That was his point. And once it was made, he settled into the silence of the moment. There was a rhythm to being spoonfed, and he had to admit, without the worry of having it return the way it came, the food was pleasant as it passed his tongue. The meatsauce that covered the grains was particularly to his liking. But after a time, he was opening his mouth slower, and starting to turn his head away. At the question, he couldn’t help a huff.

“May be I should not find out if more will stay. There is nothing that feels full and nothing empty.” And the feeling struck him as wrong. He shouldn’t eat if he wasn’t hungry, but he hadn’t eaten nearly enough to be full. Still, it was better safe than sorry. “Wait a time, eh?”

Light in the Dark

Have they introduced themselves yet? I don't think they have.... This makes me happy.

EDIT: okay, I swear I remember some mention of Wilhelm saying his name... I just can't find it. Maybe it was in the last few posts we lost.

The EarthGiver [Nem & Glaw]

Sorry that took so darned long. I'll try not to keep you waiting like that again, though I'll make no promises because one never knows, but I can say I do not pride myself on the time there....

Anyway! If there's anything that's confusing about Aylen's illusion, don't hesitate to ask. I may or may not be able to shed some light on the trouble. heh... But basically, right now, he's working off her assumptions of his feelings, because she should be able to pick up on them since he has yet to set a barrier between their minds. They can't go too far into each other's minds without major consequences, and he probably has more control of the whole thing than she does, but since he's still figuring out how the whole movement, act like a human without actually having the muscles and stuff, he's relying on her to fill in the blanks. Because the illusion is actually in her mind and not in the air in front of her, technically speaking.

So if I describe a feeling from him but don't give an action, feel free to give him one, provided it isn't too insane, or makes him interact with an inanimate object. And I'll likely wind up borrowing all of Aylen's observations from Agatha, especially anything that she seems to focus on.