Egregore wipes away Donn's tears with his thumb. "You're so handsome. I almost forgot how handsome you were. Don't cry, baby."
Donn fans his face, trying to stop the tears but they rolls out from his eyes, fat and golden like honey. He takes a few deep breaths, refusing to let go of him. "I missed you, and now your back and something has happened to you.. it makes me so afraid, angry, sad. That is wasn't there when it happened, that I was so ignorant to the fact it happened."
The flesh within Egregore's chest seems to writhe and grow slightly. He doesn't seem to know how to respond. "I don't blame you. Please don't blame yourself."
"I do blame myself. How can I call myself your husband if you got hurt and I couldn't stop it." He said, wiping tears away "I will find who did this.."
Egregore wipes away Donn's tears with his thumb. "You're so handsome. I almost forgot how handsome you were. Don't cry, baby."
Donn fans his face, trying to stop the tears but they rolls out from his eyes, fat and golden like honey. He takes a few deep breaths, refusing to let go of him. "I missed you, and now your back and something has happened to you.. it makes me so afraid, angry, sad. That is wasn't there when it happened, that I was so ignorant to the fact it happened."
The flesh within Egregore's chest seems to writhe and grow slightly. He doesn't seem to know how to respond. "I don't blame you. Please don't blame yourself."
"I do blame myself. How can I call myself your husband if you got hurt and I couldn't stop it." He said, wiping tears away "I will find who did this.."
He just leans against Donn's shoulder. "I'm sorry. All I can remember is you, and even those memories are fuzzy."
Egregore wipes away Donn's tears with his thumb. "You're so handsome. I almost forgot how handsome you were. Don't cry, baby."
Donn fans his face, trying to stop the tears but they rolls out from his eyes, fat and golden like honey. He takes a few deep breaths, refusing to let go of him. "I missed you, and now your back and something has happened to you.. it makes me so afraid, angry, sad. That is wasn't there when it happened, that I was so ignorant to the fact it happened."
The flesh within Egregore's chest seems to writhe and grow slightly. He doesn't seem to know how to respond. "I don't blame you. Please don't blame yourself."
"I do blame myself. How can I call myself your husband if you got hurt and I couldn't stop it." He said, wiping tears away "I will find who did this.."
He just leans against Donn's shoulder. "I'm sorry. All I can remember is you, and even those memories are fuzzy."
"It's okay.." he sighs and stands up, gently holding their hand "Are you hungry?"
"Why are you all just standing around!? The monster! It took my baby! Somebody! Help!" It retracts its claw... and shoves it into its own ribcage with a sickening rending of fabric and the snapping of twigs. It pulls out a goat head with a pentagram drawn in the space between its eyes and horns. It finally speaks in its own voice. "Find... him."
It giggles. "Did you know that an Archfey not only has full knowledge over their domain of delight, but they can also detect anyone who broke any of the three laws? Hospitality could be broken by an attempted murder. Actually, it would have to be, regardless of the Archfey's personal beliefs. So, if the Archduchess can know all that, and hasn't told the press about it despite how bad that looks for her... what could that possible mean other than it's her, since she has no superiors to fear?"
"Thank you. Thank you so, so much Helianth. You have no idea how much this means to me." He hugs it.
She is silent for a second, deep in thought. "He took your child...? Alright, I'll keep an eye out for him. Do you know his name?"
She thinks for a moment. "In that case, she's almost certainly complicit, if not the attempted murderer herself... and to think I was starting to like her. Thank you, this helps immensely."
It curls its roots around Felix, hugging him back, not saying anything.
"No. They... took something from me. I don't know who they are. I don't even remember what I loved so much that I long for it even now. But they hunt me. I know this... goat has something to do with it.... I know it. It's familiar, and I can't stop thinking about it. I can't sleep or wake without it weighing on my mind. I need to find it."
"When I interviewed her and asked about this, she tried to threaten me into silence without even making an opposing argument. She can and will kill you if she thinks it will help, and I want to watch her squirm a bit. So be mindful of your approach."
"I'm sorry, Helianth. I really am."
*Apologies for the delay again*
Omori is silent for a long while, stepping out of the dark. "I... I understand. I understand that feeling all too well. Would you like help?"
"I'll keep that in mind. On a similar note, is there anywhere in the Court you think would be best to search for evidence?"
"Why? You have nothing to be sorry for." It replies.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"No. They... took something from me. I don't know who they are. I don't even remember what I loved so much that I long for it even now. But they hunt me. I know this... goat has something to do with it.... I know it. It's familiar, and I can't stop thinking about it. I can't sleep or wake without it weighing on my mind. I need to find it."
"When I interviewed her and asked about this, she tried to threaten me into silence without even making an opposing argument. She can and will kill you if she thinks it will help, and I want to watch her squirm a bit. So be mindful of your approach."
"I'm sorry, Helianth. I really am."
*Apologies for the delay again*
Omori is silent for a long while, stepping out of the dark. "I... I understand. I understand that feeling all too well. Would you like help?"
"I'll keep that in mind. On a similar note, is there anywhere in the Court you think would be best to search for evidence?"
"Why? You have nothing to be sorry for." It replies.
*All good*
"Please. All I have is a fearsome reputation, but I will give anything, do anything, to make this sane and right again."
"Heh. No clue. I just interviewed her directly." It yawns and rolls over.
"This was your dream, and I'm making you give it up..."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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“Okay, okay…” Thirteen steps past the doorframe.
“If you’d help start the fire, I’ll stoke it.”
“Good, glad to hear it!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I do blame myself. How can I call myself your husband if you got hurt and I couldn't stop it." He said, wiping tears away "I will find who did this.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The door is suddenly slammed shut and Thirteen can hear multiple locks being set.
He nods and likes the wood. He focuses for a moment, fire suddenly springing to life, small but growing due to the dryness of the wood.
"Mn, I suppose that is good." She shrugs.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Hello hello gremlins*
*Ibby Bibby!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Hiiiii :D*
He just leans against Donn's shoulder. "I'm sorry. All I can remember is you, and even those memories are fuzzy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*How art thou*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"It's okay.." he sighs and stands up, gently holding their hand "Are you hungry?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I am trying my best :>*
*How are you?*
"I haven't eaten anything substantial as far back as I can remember. I'm always hungry."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Apologies for the delay again*
Omori is silent for a long while, stepping out of the dark. "I... I understand. I understand that feeling all too well. Would you like help?"
"I'll keep that in mind. On a similar note, is there anywhere in the Court you think would be best to search for evidence?"
"Why? You have nothing to be sorry for." It replies.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Eh, playing dredge again trying to get a different ending.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He nods, smiling a bit "Let me cook something up for you you quickly okay?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I can relate, except it's not dredge :>*
*Noice :3z
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*So, wanna rp?*
*Yezzzzzz :)*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Here are my goobers :>*
Georgie is reading in the library. A sprite flits around his head, bored out of it's mind as it watches him
Tycho is eating lunch on a rooftop, humming softly to himself.
Elio is enjoying the crisp afternoon air, swimming in a partially frozen lake
*All good*
"Please. All I have is a fearsome reputation, but I will give anything, do anything, to make this sane and right again."
"Heh. No clue. I just interviewed her directly." It yawns and rolls over.
"This was your dream, and I'm making you give it up..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels