forum A second Character Chat? Why the hell not!

Started February 28, 2019 by Deleted user

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He ran a hand down his face. "True enough. Anyway I could talk to them? Clear your name?"

"No. You've done enough," he looked away from Demitri, shoving his hands into his pockets.

Demitri shrugged. "Alright then. I tried." His eyes narrowed at the rising sun, and he stepped back into the shadows just a tad. "Suppose that's been 5 minutes. Good luck."

He hesitated, and his rage began to wane. "Listen, Demitri, I'm sorry things had to end up like this. You're a good man. Make sure Tessie's taken care of for me, alright?"

He smiled slightly. "Understood." He bowed, then disappeared in the shadows.

He sighed at the man disappeared, running his tongue through the new gap between the bottom row of his teeth and he tried to suppress his frustration once more.

Sakuya barely made a sound. As now, she felt as if a heavy pressure had been lifted once the individuals called 'Tempus & Fatum' had taken their leave. Her once trembling body had calmed down for the most part. There was still a light shiver now and then from her, tail curled tightly against her side. Her head nodded slightly as Runner stepped outside of the Inn.
Most likely someone else from that unknown world had come to speak with him…she could just sense a presence outside that was unfamiliar…
There was barely any life to her eyes, having become a dull blue. The nearly invisible veil across her face remained down, protecting her sensitive eyes as the sun's sharp rays pierced through the windows. As a result, she retreated to a darker corner of the inn. The female still seemed shaken, however.

After a few minutes, he walked back inside, looking frazzled and frustrated, but was too tired to be mad anymore. He just looked emotionally drained, walking over to where he was sitting before and setting his head on the table. I gotta change this shirt, he thought, but had no drive or energy to do so.

Sakuya lifted her head as the door opened, Runner having returned inside. Her dull blue eyes watched him as she remained in the darker corner of the inn.
She watched him for several moments, then finally her soft voice sounded, "I'm very sorry about how this all escalated so much…"
Even though she knew it wasn't really her fault, any of it, Sakuya couldn't help but feel like it was partially her fault. It was she who surfaced nearby to find the boy, it was she who brought him and the rest to the shores of the isle from the mainland…
If only she had staid in the depths where she belonged…

He didn't look up. "It's fine. You didn't do nothin'. Just happened to get caught up in the crossfire."

"Still…"
Her head lifted as the door from the back opened, Miriam now appearing. The woman was currently carrying a large plate. Upon it, was a few cooked steaks, white rice, and green beans to the side. She set it on the table where Runner currently sat.
"Thought you might be hungry, if not, I'm sure Hydrox will eat it…also, there are still those extra clothes in the basket. I did move it behind the counter for now."
Miriam then moved towards the door of the inn, making sure it was unlocked. Morning was here, so visitors would most likely start showing up to the inn. As Miriam moved, Sakuya stood, helping the woman with opening the windows and the rest of the place, letting light flood inside.
Each time, Sakuya seemed to flinch slightly from the bright light. Though the light of the sun might not seem 'bright', it was quite hard on her vision, hence the reason there was a veil covering her eyes. She was more used to the darkness of the deep depths. As the women finished, Sakuya retreated back to the darkest corner, Miriam moving to sit behind the bar.
"I cannot keep up with this…been nearly 9 months now…"

Harper comes out of the inn and looks at Runner, "Are you okay? You seemed really mad and I didn't want to get in the way or anything but I just want to know if you okay or not."

((He's inside

"9 months of what?" He asked, walking over to where Miriam had moved the clothes and taking his shirt off on the spot, pulling the new one on. It was a good 2 or 3 sizes too big.

((Dang it sent late!

((It's fine

"She is pregnant Runner… It means that she wont be able be taking care of us after she gives birth."

"Oh. Right, my bad." He looked down at his bloodstained jeans, not ready to muster the strength it would take to unbutton them. He rubbed a patch of crusted-over blood on his face. "Anywhere where I can clean up?" he asked. "I probably look like I just got murdered."

Miriam rested her arms on the counter. She opened her mouth, ready to speak, but Harper beat her to it. The woman chuckled softly, "Yes, but that doesn't mean I won't be able to help with what I can. I'll just be a bit more occupied."
Her head turned to face Harper, "Word of advice, don't assume someone won't be able to help due to certain things happening in their own lives."
"OI! YOU BETTER NOT BE BAD-TALKING MY WIFE! PREGNANT OR NOT, SHE'LL COME AFTER YOU WITH A CAST IRON PAN! TRUST ME!"
Miriam leaned back a bit towards the place Hydrox's voice had come from, "Oh be quiet you big lug!"
She looked back to Runner, "Head back to where you heard Hydrox, the kitchen is back there and you can clean up in the sink there."

Harper looks at Sakuya and Runner and moves to a wall. She leans against the wall and stays silent. a slight smile on her face from Runners statement.

He nodded, following his voice and finding the kitchen. He turned on the tap to as cold as it could and splashed his face a few times to wake up. He then rubbed off most of the blood that he could, leaning over the sink as he did so.

Sakuya simply remained in the dark corner of the inn. Her head turned as visitors started to enter the Inn. Simply folk of the fishing village, or customers from other areas visiting the island.

Hydrox sat in the back. At the moment, he was currently struggling to try and peel potatoes. It was a bit difficult when you had such large scaled hands, claws trying to curl around the handle. He was growling softly curses under his breath.
Hydrox's eyes shifted, glancing to Runner. His growling quieted down a bit, before suddenly speaking, "Y'know, if ya need work, you're welcome to help around the inn for now till things are resolved and you can get back to your realm. Maybe make a little gold while your at it here."

"If I come back to my world with gold, I'm either a musician or a drug lord, both of which draw way too much attention." He sat up from the sink, wiping the drips of water from the chin. "But thank you."

"Sakuya, is there anything I can do to help around the inn?"

Hydrox raised an eyebrow, but simply shrugged, "No problem kid. Just trying to do what I can, cause I can kinda sympathize, though of course on a different level."
He paused in his work for a moment, seemingly taking a moment to look at the claws, "Heh, to think I was once part of a strong race. Ah, but this life works in mysterious ways."

Sakuya lifted her head, hearing her name. Her dull blue eyes looked towards Harper, "O-oh…um, I'm not sure…y-you'd have to ask Miriam there…this is her place…"
Miriam set a few mugs down, followed by a couple bottles to several individuals who approached for drinks. the silver haired woman looked over.
"Hm, you say something? Oh, well, if you're looking for work, you could head back to where Runner went and help Hydrox with the cooking."