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chrisisofaith) wrote2020-08-20 12:31 pm
chrisisofaith) wrote2020-08-20 12:31 pm
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You've reached Chris Sonom, previously of Melvaunt Deismyr, please leave a message.
[Fuck…he doesn’t get the initial text, he’s asleep when it comes in, but he gets the second as he finishes his prayers for the morning.
It takes a second to read through again before he sends a series of messages.]
Stop
Tell me what’s happened. If you won’t I’ll come over there right now or find out where you’re headed and follow you
It takes a second to read through again before he sends a series of messages.]
Stop
Tell me what’s happened. If you won’t I’ll come over there right now or find out where you’re headed and follow you
if it’s a cold think, I should warn you I live somewhere cold and on the ocean normally
Also I’m already on whatever eating schedule you’ve put Jon on, so sayeth my dom
[But he’s maybe putting his shoes on…out of curiosity, at least.]
Also I’m already on whatever eating schedule you’ve put Jon on, so sayeth my dom
[But he’s maybe putting his shoes on…out of curiosity, at least.]
[ What if he just didn't answer?
But he can't do that to Chris, not with his own panic at the lack of contact after Chris' Zoo stay weighing recently and heavily on his mind. ]
I misstepped and set off an alarm. We were caught at the site by security and made a break but they called in the Guard.
I've just got an anklet. Amelia's caged for three days in front of the Zoo and has to "make amends" to Juno and Festival, whatever that means. Morrigan has compulsory public pet play all day today.
I'm going to Amelia to bring her water and protection, then Morrigan and back to make sure nothing happens.
Hence, busy.
But he can't do that to Chris, not with his own panic at the lack of contact after Chris' Zoo stay weighing recently and heavily on his mind. ]
I misstepped and set off an alarm. We were caught at the site by security and made a break but they called in the Guard.
I've just got an anklet. Amelia's caged for three days in front of the Zoo and has to "make amends" to Juno and Festival, whatever that means. Morrigan has compulsory public pet play all day today.
I'm going to Amelia to bring her water and protection, then Morrigan and back to make sure nothing happens.
Hence, busy.
I appreciate it
I usually watch that myself but I’ve
I haven’t been good enough
I’m glad he’s got someone else who will watch that for a bit at least
[It still twists wrong in him, but that’s not her fault or problem.]
I’m on my way
I usually watch that myself but I’ve
I haven’t been good enough
I’m glad he’s got someone else who will watch that for a bit at least
[It still twists wrong in him, but that’s not her fault or problem.]
I’m on my way
[When he gets to her, she's sitting on a blanket on the beach. There's a little basket with some snacks - nothing homemade because she doesn't want to kill him. But there are some spicy snacks and some crisps.
She waves when he comes down the beach.]
Have a seat.
[She's wearing a caftan; nothing particularly revealing.]
She waves when he comes down the beach.]
Have a seat.
[She's wearing a caftan; nothing particularly revealing.]
[He flies to the beach dressed in his usual dark colors and leather jacket and walks the rest of the way to her, wings still out -if folded to his back- when he approaches.
He stops at the edge of the blanket and pulls on a small smile.]
Where’s my please?
He stops at the edge of the blanket and pulls on a small smile.]
Where’s my please?
[He huffs a laugh and moves to sit on the blanket with her as he passes a glance at the assorted snacks.]
I’m not and you’ve not answered my question yet. So why are you asking?
I’m not and you’ve not answered my question yet. So why are you asking?
Me and animals have never been on the right foot. Probably more a me thing.
[He takes the soda from her, at first, to be polite. They were too sweet to him, all of them cloying and thick…but when she asks that, he’s struck with the urge to drink it like a beer. He has a sip before answering.]
Yes. He was…comfort and home. [He smiles softly, his voice turning gentle as he looks down to the blanket.] He let me spoil him and sometimes he’d read me his poetry. I…
[Can’t make his mouth work and the moment of floundering for his words is swiftly covered with another sip from the sugary drink.]
[He takes the soda from her, at first, to be polite. They were too sweet to him, all of them cloying and thick…but when she asks that, he’s struck with the urge to drink it like a beer. He has a sip before answering.]
Yes. He was…comfort and home. [He smiles softly, his voice turning gentle as he looks down to the blanket.] He let me spoil him and sometimes he’d read me his poetry. I…
[Can’t make his mouth work and the moment of floundering for his words is swiftly covered with another sip from the sugary drink.]
[His next sip is followed with a wince and he sets it aside as she lingers close. It sets that touch-reticent part of him a little on edge, but he’s had plenty of practice ignoring it for a time. Besides, this was light enough…it was fine.
He shakes his head.]
Not always, but it had heart. That’s all art needs.
[He glances at the spread and then her.]
…you’re not eating or drinking anything. What angle have you got, lovely?
He shakes his head.]
Not always, but it had heart. That’s all art needs.
[He glances at the spread and then her.]
…you’re not eating or drinking anything. What angle have you got, lovely?
Certainly hope not, I’m picky about all things that get in my head.
[But he is eased a bit more.]
Alright…out of curiosity for method and general respect, you have my attention.
Talking about my missing boyfriend isn’t like to rile me up, however.
[But he is eased a bit more.]
Alright…out of curiosity for method and general respect, you have my attention.
Talking about my missing boyfriend isn’t like to rile me up, however.
[Okay. Okay...he processes that and sends a quick response before shoving on his shoes and grabbing his jacket. He's dressed more for working out than going out, but it would have to do.]
No
Stay put.
No
Stay put.
Chris I've got to go
[ He's not going to wait. Amelia and Morrigan need him, he can't leave things as they are.
He stares at the text chain for another long moment before throwing his own coat on and opening the door to go. ]
[ He's not going to wait. Amelia and Morrigan need him, he can't leave things as they are.
He stares at the text chain for another long moment before throwing his own coat on and opening the door to go. ]
The thing about the Cat House is that it isn’t that far from Marzipan Terrace. Dashing gets him there in less than a minute by wing, so as Hawke steps out, Chris lands in the front walk more heavily than he might usually. He wasn’t aiming for grace on this one.
“Based on those time stamps, you haven’t slept much, if at all. You’re blaming yourself and now setting out to…what? Linger? To what end, Wolfe?”
“Based on those time stamps, you haven’t slept much, if at all. You’re blaming yourself and now setting out to…what? Linger? To what end, Wolfe?”
He's annoyed, to say the least. "To protect them. Morrigan is in a pen, Chris. Where just anyone can walk in and do what they like. And Amelia's in a bloody cage. She hates being caged, she can't be left to face that alone. They're in those situations because of me. Because I fucked up. The least I can do is keep them safe. They deserve more and better but this is what I've got."
Nevermind he hasn't slept. Nevermind he can't sleep, even if he wants to.
He tries to simply step past Chris on the walk, pulling his bag into one shoulder as he does.
Nevermind he hasn't slept. Nevermind he can't sleep, even if he wants to.
He tries to simply step past Chris on the walk, pulling his bag into one shoulder as he does.
Chris’ wings glare and for a moment the air around them darkens as Chris’ voice does.
“Adalwolfe Hawke, you promised, don’t you walk from me.”
He reaches out to grab Hawke’s arm, eyes an unnaturally bright green for the effects he’s laid from his magic. “You said you could do this and that you’d be able to handle those following you falling with you as well. plus, I happen to know both of them have someone else to look after them right now. Are you to tell me their loved ones aren’t good enough for the job?”
“Adalwolfe Hawke, you promised, don’t you walk from me.”
He reaches out to grab Hawke’s arm, eyes an unnaturally bright green for the effects he’s laid from his magic. “You said you could do this and that you’d be able to handle those following you falling with you as well. plus, I happen to know both of them have someone else to look after them right now. Are you to tell me their loved ones aren’t good enough for the job?”
Chris' magic flares and he can see it but he can't feel it. That gathering of mana, the specific turn of it that's uniquely Chris, he can't sense it at all, and it shakes him. He had promised. He should be able to do this, he would be able to do this, if he hadn't been the one to make it go wrong.
It's Chris' voice that makes him stop. Full name, accusing tone. Don't you walk away from me! He can hear his mother at her worst and it freezes him in place just as it did when he was young, anxious for her to point out where she can see that whatever it is, the fault lies with him.
At some point, he just started doing it for her and never stopped.
"You don't understand. It was my misstep that got all of us caught. I brought them in and they were perfect but I cocked it up!" He looks at Chris then, pleading. Tired. Aching with guilt not because they'd gotten caught at all but because he's responsible. "They were the right people for the job. I wasn't."
It's Chris' voice that makes him stop. Full name, accusing tone. Don't you walk away from me! He can hear his mother at her worst and it freezes him in place just as it did when he was young, anxious for her to point out where she can see that whatever it is, the fault lies with him.
At some point, he just started doing it for her and never stopped.
"You don't understand. It was my misstep that got all of us caught. I brought them in and they were perfect but I cocked it up!" He looks at Chris then, pleading. Tired. Aching with guilt not because they'd gotten caught at all but because he's responsible. "They were the right people for the job. I wasn't."
The further explanation gives a moment of pause, but only softens the edge in his voice, not his eyes. No, he hadn’t understood and, on some level, he feels he still doesn’t.
He keeps his hold on Hawke as a wing curls forward and around him. Chris’ free hand raises to Wolfe’s cheek to ensure his attention.
“Alright. So you made a poor call and all of you now pay the price, no different an outcome as if they’d tripped or the intel had been bad. You’re people, it happens. You still agreed, they still followed, and now you’re so desperate to ease your own guilt, it’s no longer about them, but what you need to do for them.”
He keeps his hold on Hawke as a wing curls forward and around him. Chris’ free hand raises to Wolfe’s cheek to ensure his attention.
“Alright. So you made a poor call and all of you now pay the price, no different an outcome as if they’d tripped or the intel had been bad. You’re people, it happens. You still agreed, they still followed, and now you’re so desperate to ease your own guilt, it’s no longer about them, but what you need to do for them.”
Edited 2023-03-17 07:24 (UTC)
"No, I- It doesn't matter what I'm feeling. They still need help, protection. They still need- I'm-" He can't make words form properly. He can't focus for the gentle hand on his cheek and the safety of the wing but still the hard edge still in Chris' entirely too bright eyes. Effervescent and coursing in power that he still can't feel.
"I can't leave them to that." He tries to move past again but his movement is slow and haphazard in his weariness. "I can't be useless."
"I can't leave them to that." He tries to move past again but his movement is slow and haphazard in his weariness. "I can't be useless."
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