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yasei) wrote in thenearshore2019-03-02 10:59 pm
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Who: Obi & you
When: 14th of April
Where: A Far Shore park, where Aine’s temple used to be, and by Inti’s temple
What: Memory blues, fairy horse, missing people.
Morning, a Far Shore park
[ There’s the wave of memories that Obi dreamt. Obi very nearly fell out of the tree he spent the night in. But only nearly, because he managed to grab onto a branch in time to stop himself from falling all the way down. But then he just ended up dangling there for a while.
And he’s just hanging there, holding on to the branch with one hand. The other he rubs against the back of his neck awkwardly, and he’s staring off in the distance without really paying attention to what’s going on around him.
He’s still seeing the snowy landscape of Lyrias, and he’s a bit hung up on some of the things he’s just learned about himself.
Serving a prince? Him? A knight? Him? That had to be some sort of joke, these memories had to be fabricated— except he can tell that they’re not and... it’s weird. ]
Forenoon, near Aine’s former temple grounds
[ This morning the weather is lovely. Or maybe it isn’t, Obi is not actually bothering to care, his mind is otherwise occupied. (But it is lovely weather and Obi is probably the only one not noticing.)
First, he dreams a bunch of memories of all sorts of weird things that he really can’t deny even though they feel off in combination with the memories of Tourou.
Then, he notices that Miss Yona’s temple is gone, which definitely makes him sad. He likes Miss Yona, and he’ll miss her. She was one of the people he had become closest to.
He linger a while in the vicinity of the site where her temple had been. He doesn’t know why. Lata’s words in his memories, the red-haired royal pharmacist and the presence he faintly remembers at his side, might have something to do with it. He’s a little frustrated. He also doesn’t know why he lingers, but he stays there a while, up in a tree, carving arrowheads out of flint and pieces of bone and horn.
Small pieces that are carved away fly through the air, and might on occasion hit people; though they’re small shards and wouldn’t hadrly hurt, they’re not so small they’re completely unnoticeable. ]
Afternoon, near Inti’s temple
[ He had passed by on various occasions during the day, he generally does without making any noise of himself, just to check up on things (that is, on his Mistress; their relationship might be what it was but he’d still be troubled if Celestia just went up disappeared on him) and as a result he had seen the fairy horse hanging around the vicinity of his mistress’ temple.
The fairy horse (that is, fae mare) usually was one of the animals hanging around Aine’s orchard, but apparently it had not disappeared together with the Miss.
Obi had spent a fair amount of time at Yona’s place, her gardens in particular, since that was a good place to take naps, and as a result he’s familiar with the fae mares. It’s no surprise to find him petting this one after a while, once he’s settled at least a bit of the feelings from the emotions from this morning. The fae mare, familiar with Obi and as a result also finding his presence calming, gently nuzzles his hair and ear in return for the nuzzles she is getting from him ]
Did you get left behind, Little Miss? It’ll be fine, we’ll solve it one way or other.
[ He casts, on occasion, glances toward his mistress’ temple. Maybe... But things are like that between them... But he’s apparently already serving a prince? Served a prince? So a queen is really just the next step. But... He groans a little. Damn it, he doesn’t know what to think. He was a thug, right? An assassin. Used to be. At least from the memories of Tourou, that much was clear. But then he- how the hell did he end up serving a prince? How the hell did a guy like him get knighted?
The mare nuzzles his face, and Obi blinks at her. ]
Yeah I need to give that whole thing a good think-through huh. I don’t even know what I am supposed to be anymore, Little Miss.
When: 14th of April
Where: A Far Shore park, where Aine’s temple used to be, and by Inti’s temple
What: Memory blues, fairy horse, missing people.
Morning, a Far Shore park
[ There’s the wave of memories that Obi dreamt. Obi very nearly fell out of the tree he spent the night in. But only nearly, because he managed to grab onto a branch in time to stop himself from falling all the way down. But then he just ended up dangling there for a while.
And he’s just hanging there, holding on to the branch with one hand. The other he rubs against the back of his neck awkwardly, and he’s staring off in the distance without really paying attention to what’s going on around him.
He’s still seeing the snowy landscape of Lyrias, and he’s a bit hung up on some of the things he’s just learned about himself.
Serving a prince? Him? A knight? Him? That had to be some sort of joke, these memories had to be fabricated— except he can tell that they’re not and... it’s weird. ]
Forenoon, near Aine’s former temple grounds
[ This morning the weather is lovely. Or maybe it isn’t, Obi is not actually bothering to care, his mind is otherwise occupied. (But it is lovely weather and Obi is probably the only one not noticing.)
First, he dreams a bunch of memories of all sorts of weird things that he really can’t deny even though they feel off in combination with the memories of Tourou.
Then, he notices that Miss Yona’s temple is gone, which definitely makes him sad. He likes Miss Yona, and he’ll miss her. She was one of the people he had become closest to.
He linger a while in the vicinity of the site where her temple had been. He doesn’t know why. Lata’s words in his memories, the red-haired royal pharmacist and the presence he faintly remembers at his side, might have something to do with it. He’s a little frustrated. He also doesn’t know why he lingers, but he stays there a while, up in a tree, carving arrowheads out of flint and pieces of bone and horn.
Small pieces that are carved away fly through the air, and might on occasion hit people; though they’re small shards and wouldn’t hadrly hurt, they’re not so small they’re completely unnoticeable. ]
Afternoon, near Inti’s temple
[ He had passed by on various occasions during the day, he generally does without making any noise of himself, just to check up on things (that is, on his Mistress; their relationship might be what it was but he’d still be troubled if Celestia just went up disappeared on him) and as a result he had seen the fairy horse hanging around the vicinity of his mistress’ temple.
The fairy horse (that is, fae mare) usually was one of the animals hanging around Aine’s orchard, but apparently it had not disappeared together with the Miss.
Obi had spent a fair amount of time at Yona’s place, her gardens in particular, since that was a good place to take naps, and as a result he’s familiar with the fae mares. It’s no surprise to find him petting this one after a while, once he’s settled at least a bit of the feelings from the emotions from this morning. The fae mare, familiar with Obi and as a result also finding his presence calming, gently nuzzles his hair and ear in return for the nuzzles she is getting from him ]
Did you get left behind, Little Miss? It’ll be fine, we’ll solve it one way or other.
[ He casts, on occasion, glances toward his mistress’ temple. Maybe... But things are like that between them... But he’s apparently already serving a prince? Served a prince? So a queen is really just the next step. But... He groans a little. Damn it, he doesn’t know what to think. He was a thug, right? An assassin. Used to be. At least from the memories of Tourou, that much was clear. But then he- how the hell did he end up serving a prince? How the hell did a guy like him get knighted?
The mare nuzzles his face, and Obi blinks at her. ]
Yeah I need to give that whole thing a good think-through huh. I don’t even know what I am supposed to be anymore, Little Miss.
Morning
And well, sometimes, these walks can be surprising. Like now.]
Hm?
[Seeing a dangling person, he walks over with some concern. Until he's close enough to recognise Obi.]
... Er, what are you doing?
[Some kind of training exercise?]
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[ It's not the best morning or he wouldn't be hanging there but he can just pretend that hanging there was a deliberate choice, right? That's perfectly fine and only Mistress might be able to really bust him. Okay, maybe a few other people, but she'd sense his emotions- which is always an unpleasant thought. ]
I'm seeing if it's easy to fall asleep while lifting myself. That way I'd be able to train and nap at the same time!
[ Slightly too much enthusiasm but, who'd ever know, right? ]
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I'm not sure that would work. Wouldn't it be dangerous?
[Is this like... a training version of sleepwalking?]
You would make yourself tired enough to sleep. But sleeping and training at the same time might be... hard.
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[ Obi peers down at the ground underneath him. ]
Does it look that dangerous?
[ He looks back toward Yamanbagiri. ]
But if it's hard then it's a challenge and just better to get better!