forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

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He sighed. "Ehhhh. Ah dinnae know. We'll see, ah suppose." He touched his ribs absently, testing where they had been broken.

Wilhelm nodded, falling quiet again. He ruffled up his curls. “Uh- I think I’m going to go sit in the common room for a bit.”

Connor nodded. "Alright. See yah." He replied with a smile. "Ah'll probably be in here."

“Mhm.” Wilhelm nodded, returning the smile. He picked up one of the books he was reading at the moment, giving Connor a small wave and walking out of the dorm.

Connor waved back, then went back to looking at his photos once Wilhelm was out of the room. He began to hum softly as he looked at the images of his parents and himself as a child.

Wilhelm dropped into his normal chair. There was no fire burning in the fireplace, only a sooty hearth and piles of ash at the bottom. Bonnie, that small dog, tottered around the room as she sniffed out rodents.

Connor took a deep breath, and kept looking at pictures.

He quietly called the dog, letting her hop up into his lap as he read.

Connor brushed his pinky against the picture of his mom. "I miss yeh, mama." he whispered, then wondered how pathetic he looked, sitting on his bed and looking at pictures of his dead mother.

Wilhelm hummed softly to the dog, trying to remember songs that his own mother used to sing to him as a child. He took a break from reading to pet the little animal, trying to lull her to sleep.

He clenched his jaw, swallowing. He knew what any other boy would say, if he saw Connor sitting here like this. He knew what they would say about him.

The little yorkie was quickly fast asleep, though chances are it wasn’t from Wilhelm's quiet crooning. He went back to his book, not yet taking a hand off of the dog.

Connor took a deep breath, letting it out through his nose. "Christ." he muttered.

The rest of the common room was fairly quiet as well. There weren’t many people who were in there, and if they were, they were busy doing their own work. It was nearly silent, save for the occasional page-turn and scratch of pen on paper.

(gtg now, sorry!)

Connor kept paging through the album, letting out a slow breath.

(ah, bye!)

Wilhelm glanced at the door to their dorm occasionally when he would take a break from reading.

Connor ran his fingers through his reddish curls, looking at the picture of his mother. He had inherited his hair from her, along with his small, skinny body. Granted, she obviously had curves that he would never have, being female whereas he was male, but the general body shape was still similar.

Wilhelm powered through the book, overlooking the fact that it was completely boring him out of his mind. Bonnie was fast asleep, her tiny form curled up into a tight ball on his lap.

Connor closed his eyes for a moment. His eyes had been inherited from his father.

A good chunk of time- maybe an hour and a half- had passed before Wilhelm got up. He held Bonnie securely to his chest so that the poor thing wouldn’t freak out as he stood.

Connor was reaching the end of the album, leaning his back against the wall.

Wilhelm shut the book, tucking it under his arm before walking back into the dorm. Bonnie stayed in his arms, her beady black eyes looking around lazily.

Connor was still looking through the album, though there weren't many pictures left.

“Hi. We’re back.” Wilhelm said softly, closing the door behind him with a foot. “Are you still looking through that album?”

He looked up. "Hm? Oh. Yeah." he replied with a faint smile. "I got…lost in m' head for a bit."