forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

tune

“Ah, fair, fair.” Wilhelm nodded, ruffling up his curls. “I almost forgot about that part, if I’m being honest with you.”

He nodded, letting out a soft chuckle. "Yeah, ah did too." he replied with a shrug, closing his eyes.

Wilhelm tugged at his shirtsleeves, pulling them up to his elbows. “I wonder why that is.”

He shrugged again. "Ah dinnae know." he replied. He sat up a little to sneeze, then lay back down.

“Oh, bless you.” Wilhelm was looking back at the shrubbery again, inspecting its leaves.

Connor shrugged. "What, yeh're no' gonna tell me no' ta get sick?" he asked with a grin.

“I figured that you know well enough that you’re not allowed to. Just in case you haven’t, though: if you get sick, I’m locking you out of the dorm and you can’t come back until you’re better.” Wilhelm turned back to Connor, a twinkle in his eye.

Connor stared at Wilhelm for a moment. "Yeh cannae lock me out o' m' own dorm!" he protested.

“Oh, come on! It’s my dorm too, you know!” Wilhelm clasped his fingers behind his head, falling back onto the grass.

"Yeah, bu' 's also mine! An' ah need a place ta sleep!"

“Agh, fine, I guess you can stay. You know I’m just pulling your chain, Connor, don’t you?”

(I probably gtg soon sorry)

He laughed a little. "Yeah, ah know." he replied, looking over at Wilhelm with a soft smile.

(no problem! i’m fighting to stay awake rn, so i’m probably gonna crash soon lmao)

“Ah, good. I’ve never been particularly good at telling when someone is playing along, so I’m sorry about that.” Wilhelm chuckled, rolling his head back.

(lmao actually im on for another 20 minutes, but if you need to sleep, go ahead :) )

He shrugged a little bit. "Mm. Dinnae worry about 't."

Wilhelm nodded, but went quiet. He twisted his curls in his fingers absentmindedly, his eyes wandering around the sky.

Connor started to sing again. "Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me to one who lives there, For he once was a true love of mine."

(song is Scarborough Fair. There's a billion different versions out there lmao)

He shut his eyes after a bit, letting himself get lost in the sea of quiet noise around him. Sounds went in one ear and out the other, barely registering as anything but just background noise in Wilhelm's head.

(thanks, thanks!)

He kept singing. "Tell him to find me an acre of land, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Between the salt water and the sea strand, He will be a true love of mine."

(np!)

Wilhelm eventually dozed off, forearms blocking the light from his eyes. His chest rose and fell in rhythmic breaths as he napped under the sun.

"Tell him to reap it with a sickle of leather, Parsley sage rosemary and thyme, And gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then he'll be a true love of mine."

He only stirred a little, still fast asleep, surprisingly. One of his arms fell away from his face, though he didn’t seem to notice.

He finished the song, sighing softly. He shook his head a little bit.

Wilhelm groaned, turning his head away from the sun. He rolled onto his side, stirring himself awake.

He glanced over at Wilhelm, sitting up on his elbow.

He blinked the dregs of sleep from his eyes, glancing around the clearing. “I fell asleep, didn’t I? Damn.”