The Savant

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That was a lot to take in at once but he smiled nonetheless, ‘I don’t know if I will remember all of that,’ he sounded amused. ‘However, I will try.’ he continued to walk around his cabin. It was impressive. He wondered how other people’s cabins looked and everything else. Why was his cabin so big? He had to have roommates, right? That was the only thing that made sense at first. Though, he didn’t find himself questioning it for that long.

‘So…’ he started off. ‘Aphrodite’s children have an allure to them. Iliana is a good person and Heath is predictable,’ he repeated to keep that in his head like he would remember. He might have thought he couldn’t follow one person’s statement on how those people were going to be.

Then he glanced at Nelly, ‘Serenity inducement?’ he was unsure what she was asking. ‘I don’t know…’ the problem with serenity inducement for Elysium was that it was a passive ability for the most part. He knew that he could influence in certain ways and he knew he had to be careful with how he worded things with people. Statements and demands made people work against their free will while questions or suggestive wording allowed them to truly answer for themselves. ‘I don’t know if him and I have the same ability in that sense.’

She was asking about more abilities. Elysium had only discovered his abilities on his own and a natural shrug came from his shoulders because he had never thought about it too much. ‘I guess you can put it that way?’ he seemed uncertain about her question. ‘I know I can do quite a few things but I am unsure what I would refer them to,’ he smiled. ‘I’ve never really thought about what the abilities are called.’ He was being honest with her and he didn’t know if he even knew all of his abilities or not.

‘But if you are referring to me changing the cabin. Physically. I don’t think I can do that,’ Elysium was unsure what she was trying to hint at but that seemed to be it because of his comments. There was no way that he could physically change the size, shape, or whatever of a cabin. He could grab rocks and infuse them with a calming aura so he could place them around the house and people would be calm.

Looking at the woman, he shook his head in the negative, ‘I don’t know if there is anything I need or not,’ he rubbed the back of his neck. ‘I think I will have to give you an answer after I figure this cabin out,’ which seemed to have things in it for him already. It was magic afterall. There was a wonder and surprise — was this how Harry Potter felt when entering Hogwarts? Or how Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy felt when discovering Narnia? Maybe it was similar to how Jacob Portman felt when discovering Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children. Whatever it was, he was beginning to love it instantly, and he wanted to know more. Like the next page in a book.

Elysium gave her a smile, ‘I think I will like it here,’ he spoke with a balance that didn’t waiver. He knew he was going to enjoy his time here. Then he shook his head, ‘I guess I should keep wandering around this house and figuring out what it all entails. Then I guess I should get ready for that New Year Eve’s party,’ he looked around the house a bit more. ‘You can stay if you want to but I might be doing a lot of busy work on figuring everything out here.’ He didn’t mind if she stayed but he knew he could get into a focused mood and that would make him go quiet. Not as talkative. Plus, he wanted to explore his new cabin and he didn’t know if he wanted to give a tour just yet.

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Interactions: Nelly @Pristine1281 - Mentions: Aphrodite's kids, Heath, and Iliana. - Collaborations: None

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I'm kinda feeling a new pressure about my girls getting downgraded in scent now...

@xNocturnax

I don't feel like Trinity will go down especially if he becomes friends with Wes (but who knows!?). However, I have no idea for Evelyn.

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A coolness was beginning to settle in the air because it was sometime in autumn and a fire was crackling nearby. Two souls from different generations — different worlds — were staring up into the sky. The little boy's head rested on his father’s lap while the older man gently petted through the calico curls of his son. ‘Do you see that star sign above son?’ the raspier voice of an older man asked while he focused on one of the signs that could be seen during this time of year.

These were simpler times. Better ones. Dad wasn’t sick… Anatoliy looked up at his dad’s thinning face, it was gaunt from years of stress and a hard life, but the majority was covered with a well groomed beard and loving eyes. The young boy’s eyes moved from his father’s face and up to the starry sky. He laid on his back, putting his hands over his chest and stomach area, and shook his head, ‘I don’t see a thing,’ he responded. ‘It just looks like a starry sky.’ he clarified more.

Voronin chuckled at his son’s answer which got Anatoliy to look at him, ‘Maybe you can’t see a thing because you don’t know what to look for. Look a little harder. You should know about the sign you were born to,’ he pointed up into the sky to give his son some guidance. ‘See those bright stars, where it makes a very light v-shape before those other bright stars from the center of that shape branch off and curl into something of a cane shape?’

Anatoliy looked in the sky for a minute and his face scrunched up as he continued to search, ‘I don’t see a thing,’ he spat out those words before sitting up and looking at the sky again. ‘What do you mean brighter stars? They are all bright!’ the boy was getting frustrated as he continued to try and search for the shape his father was talking about.

‘Toli, please, just look a little more,’ Voronin tapped his son on the nose before extending that same finger out towards the sky and towards the bright stars that formed the astrological sign: Scorpio. ‘What do you see at the end of my finger?’

This caused the little bow to grumble as he looked past his father’s finger and focused around to see the shapes that were being spoken about. That was when he gasped, ‘There! Is that it!?’ Anatoliy got excited, he noticed the brighter stars that looked like what his father was talking about.

‘Draw it for me,’ Voronin leaned over and grabbed a few items. He handed Anatoliy a sketchbook and a pencil — this book had so many sketches that were very impressive for a nine year old boy but he was a natural artist like his father. The little boy took the items before getting to work. Sketching the formation that he felt like his father was talking about before giving the items back to his dad.

Voronin took the sketchbook and pencil before a smile appeared on his face, ‘Very good. Do you remember anything about the signs or Scorpio from what we learned this last week?’ he asked his son while giving him the sketchbook and pencil back.

‘Da! Scorpio is a water sign. Cancer and pisces is also water,’ he wrote around his sketch of Scorpio that it was a water sign.'And you said I was born near the beginning of the reign of Scorpio,’ Anatoliy glanced at his father when he brought that up because he couldn’t remember the days Scorpio reigned.

‘Do you remember the dates from when Scorpio starts to when it ends?’ his father asked with a gentleness.

Anatoliy shook his head no.

‘Can you guess?’ he pressed.

The little boy looked at the sign, ‘I know Scorpio starts sometime in late October because I was born on October 31st and… it ends in November,’ he looked at his father for some reassurance.

‘Good. That is correct, Scorpio starts on October 23rd and ends on November 21st,’ Voronin watched as his son wrote those dates down with a dash in between to indicate when Scorpio is. It kept a smile on his face. ‘Do you remember anything else?’

Anatoliy looked up at his father with a smile, ‘Da! I do! You said Scorpios are passionate and loyal! And you always say just like me,’ he was excited to mention that to his father. Something that he remembered about his own star sign.

Voronin tapped the sketchbook, ‘And they are known to be strong, inuitive, observant, protective, intense, secretive, and mysterious,’ he explained. This caused Anatoliy to write around the sketch of Scorpio even more, listing all the traits that a Scorpio could have, and smile back up at his father. That was when a sickening sadness clouded his body and he frowned.

‘I wish you were here…’ he whispered. That was when he looked back to notice the sketchbook and pencil was gone. That he wasn’t a little kid anymore and when he looked back to his father that was right beside him — his father was gone. He was alone on that worn out stargazing blanket and the campfire began to die. Anatoliy stared at the fire which was once roaring and now it was coals. Hot embers. ‘I wish you were here.’ he said with more conviction as tears began to roll down his face. ‘It’s not fair that you had to go. Why couldn’t it have been someone else? Why couldn’t it have even been me?’ Anatoliy curled his arms around his legs and placed his face into his knees.

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Interactions: None - Mentions: None - Collaborations: None - Location: Asleep (this is a dream)

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Just so everyone knows, scents can change for Anatoliy. The starting log is just random rolls and how people smell to him initially. Like even if someone is a 1 or 2 and he becomes friends with them... Through time, they could end up smelling like a 3 or 4.

And the same for someone who is a 3 or 4 can drop into a 2 or 1.

I'm glad everyone found the scent log amusing. 😂 I thought about it since his one ability allows him to be a great tracker. Meaning if anatoliy deeply inhales someones scent, he'll be able to find them practically anywhere if he can catch their scent trail.

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‘Yesterday?’ That seemed to surprise Elysium. His mother made it sound like everything happened months and months ago. It was most likely up to miscommunication, but he felt like everything happened and was done months ago from his mothers descriptions. ‘And a half brother?’ This got his curiosity too but it sounded like the man was long gone — back to college. ‘That would have been cool to meet him.’

Elysium had more details than some people but definitely not all the details like the individuals who had experienced the tragedy in camps. Thankfully, his mom was willing to talk to him about most things. He didn’t know why her words twisted his insides… but they did. She got to be raised and around her godly parents since she was young. Why did others not care to be a part of their kids' lives? ‘I’m glad that you have an EpiPen and I’ll make sure to use less nuts in things that I make,” he didn’t want to be the reason she had to use the EpiPen.

‘I know that Greek dishes don’t rely heavily on seasoning but I thought they used garlic quite a bit,’ that seemed to be a common ingredient when he was cooking Greek food though it could have been changed up for one reason or another — people including garlic in a recipe that originally had none and posting it online.

Elysium gently smiled, ‘Maybe I’ll end up getting neighbors. Who are those three?” he was curious about everyone. Wanting to meet everyone that he could. ‘Also, I don’t really think about where people come from to be honest. I wouldn’t assume anyone is from one specific place,” the man never thought too much of where someone has come from or not. He had friends in boarding school and stuff that would ask people if they were American or African or whatever based on their accents or other characteristics — most of the time, they were wrong.

‘I thought the spot looked pretty on the map,’ he was happy to hear that he was around nature, water, and kind of secluded even though he hoped to get neighbors near him. As they made it to his cabin, he stood there at the entrance point. Looking at the architecture outside of the building and admiring it. ‘This is pretty,’ he whispered under his breath.

Then he thought about it, ‘A little big for one person…’ it was big for one person which didn’t make sense unless he was going to have cabin mates. Was that how this worked here? Was he going to end up getting roommates? He wasn’t against the idea at all.

Opening up the door, he entered the entry room and looked around, taking off his shoes, and setting down his backpack. Elysium entered the house even more and he saw the massive stone fireplace and was in awe. ‘That is amazing,’ he entered the living room and was looking around the place.

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Interactions: Nelly @Pristine1281 - Mentions: Heath, Iliana, and Veronica. - Collaborations: None

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Yes exactly. Just move her along with your char. Auto is a roleplaying term I've been using for ages. You always need permission to move someone else's char, so I am just letting you do that ahead of time.

@Pristine1281

In my opinion... I don't think the terms are being used properly. Yes, you always need permission to move a character but Elysium isn't physically interacting and they are walking along.

I can just reply and end the written piece at the cabin. I don't have to have Elysium move your character at all. There is no need.

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<Snipped quote by The Savant>

Hey Savant, feel free to auto Nelly until they make it to your boy's cabin.

@Pristine1281

Auto? What do you mean?

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Muttering to himself might have made him look insane to anyone that was around but it helped him in many ways — self regulating emotions, vocally hearing himself, being able to think over everything, and allowing him to process the situation. It was a trick that his dad taught him. He should have been more social with the girl, she approached him, and he clammed up. ‘You could have been better at interacting with her…’ he muttered to himself with an unpleasantness that reflected someone not getting into the top three at a sporting event.

That was when he got to the edge of the property that he accidentally chose and his eyes raised to look at the building. It was morphing into something as he stood there and he watched with a confused wonder. If he was nine years old, this would be amazing, but he found something in him that didn’t allow him to be excited — a hotness flooded his face and he could feel the salty tears rolling down his cheeks. ‘Fuck me…’ he let out the words with a strange breath as he was trying to regulate his emotions.

Anatoliy used the back of his sleeve to press it into his eyes to dry his tears. Trying his best to not rub at his face and rash out his cheeks. He decided to proceed forward, he pushed himself to continue forward to his cabin as it settled, and it was an impressive cabin. It was hard to truly cherish it at this moment. He felt guilty about that. Yet, he had never seen one like it and it was something from his dreams. ‘Are you okay?’ the little squeaking of Ip could be heard as he popped his head out of Anatoliy’s pocket.

The man glanced down to the little rodent and wailfully smiled, ‘Yeah…’ he let out a shaky breath. ‘I’m fine. This is just a lot to take in,” he was trying to downplay his emotions, the experience that he was having, and attempting to lessen the burden being spread to anyone else. No one needed to hear about his problems and Ip wouldn’t understand — he was a vole. Human-things didn’t make sense to him. And this whole situation was overwhelming for him, he had been emotionally and mentally conflicted since his mother appeared to him, and it was just catching up with him now.

‘Did you want to stay outside or would you like to come inside?” Anatoliy asked while he began to ascend the steps.

‘I do not know,’ Ip responded while poking his head out of Anatoliy’s pocket.

This allowed Anatoliy to continue up the stairs until he got to the first platform and he stood there taking it in. ‘That’s so cool,’ he smiled with some excitement. The first platform had a hanging swing bed. It looked comfortable but it was cold out. Plus, he wanted to take a warm shower, get something in his system, take a nap, and try his best to be himself at the party that was happening tonight. The party sounded fun but how everyone seemed to be made him nervous to even attend it. It would be a great ice breaker but how difficult would it be to break the ice with everyone?

Shower first. Worries later.

That was when Anatoliy got to the highest platform and found the door. Opening it. He looked around in shock since this was something from his dreams. It reminded him of the hunting cabin that his father would take him to every deer and bird season they attended. Tears began to flow down his cheeks and he began to rub at his face to attempt to dry it and that began to cause friction. Stepping into the area and closing the door, he locked it behind him, and he walked into the middle of the room.

Anatoliy tried his best to hold in his emotions, he gently took Ip out of his pocket, and set him on the floor. ‘You should be safe to wander. I don’t think anything will happen to you here,’ he explained while going over to the kitchenette to find what he was looking for. Grabbing a carrot and a small bowl to fill with water. He put them down on the ground and Ip scurried right over to sniff them out. ‘Oh! Thank you, thank you!’ he sounded excited as he started nibbling on the carrot. Anatoliy crouched down to pet him before standing up.

‘I am going to go take a shower, I think the shower is in that small area with the firepit over it,’ he informed his little furry roommate before putting his backpack down and looking around the area a bit more. After he was done searching the area for the most part, Anatoliy headed back outside, and went to check out the small building under the fire and sitting area.

Going to the building and finding the door, he opened it, and he was right. That was the shower area, and he closed the door behind him and found that there were products, towels, and even clothes in this area which he thought was weird. However, he just watched a cabin form from something in his dreams… he couldn’t be terribly surprised at this point. Could he?

Anatoliy closed the door behind him and turned the shower on. Flicking it on hot and steam clouded the room instantly from all the cold area that he let in and all the hot coming from the shower head. Stripping off all his clothes and stepping in, his whole body tensed from the temperature difference, ‘Ahhh~!’ his body jittered from the difference as his hands balled up before his body began to familiarize with the temperature. Setting his forehead against the white concrete brick walls, he closed his eyes, and he let the water pour over his body. It helped so much to stand there and begin to unwind and relax.

By the time he got back up to the living area of his cabin, he closed the door, locked it, and walked right over to his bed and flopped onto it. Everything was soft and comfortable. Faux fur blankets and heavy fluffed comforters that were wool. He melted into it and rubbed his face into the materials with a slight enjoyment. ‘This feels so nice,’ he purred out those words before climbing into bed and under the blankets. Getting comfortable and warm as he pulled the blankets up over his head. Lying on his stomach, his head under the pillows, and wishing he could fall asleep, but his mind kept going to everything else.

Maybe if he saw that girl at the party later, he would apologize, and try to have a proper conversation with her if she wasn’t too upset with him.

Would dad want him to come here? Should he have come here?

Was this going to be school all over again and was he not going to make any friends? Would there be people that finally understood him? That could understand him even a little bit? He would be thankful for that.

Did he have to attend the party? What if he wasn’t in the mood for it? What if he didn’t want to see all the new faces and force himself to smile? What if he couldn’t force himself to smile tonight? Anatoliy could feel warm tears whelming in his eyes before they started to soak his eyelashes and he stuffed his face into the bedding below him. He could feel how the sheets under him soaked up his tears and he began to cry hard. He didn’t know how long he cried or how hard but he ended up drifting off into sleep. Crashing out. His body needed to decompress from everything that was happening.

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Interactions: None - Mentions: Anissa - Collaborations: None

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Hey Savant, you can do what I do then- highlight the text. I've done this before in other RPGs when the Textcode blended into the background. Also, I am going to again wait for other posts before I post for Nelly again. Sorry if my post was short too. I was just starting on her post when I had to take care of something IRL, something happened and it left me emotionally drained so I didn't feel up to writing more for Nelly. I am actually empathic, so it is a double edge sword. I soak up emotions like a sponge.

@Pristine1281

That's actually what I kind of did. I just copied Lochlan's post and posted it into google docs on a lighter gray background so I could read it xD

And your post wasn't short! I enjoyed it! And I completely understand so don't worry about it.

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I gave him a new one and thought that one was harder xD . I'll go do more color twister.

@Sir Sparky

Haha! Good luck. You don't have to change it but I was just warning you that it is hard to read.