RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted February 20 Author Report Share Posted February 20 2 minutes ago, Weaver of Lights said: “That’s good, that’s good,” he said, almost without emotion. She had another friend, she didn’t need him anymore. He still didn’t look at her. "ok so the taxi should be here any minute now." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 3 minutes ago, Weaver of Lights said: “That’s good, that’s good,” he said, almost without emotion. She had another friend, she didn’t need him anymore. He still didn’t look at her. Why wasn’t Edgar looking at her? Had he lost his knife? Jenny glanced around, but she didn’t see it. He normally made eye contact with her. Was something wrong? Maybe his injuries were hurting him. They had done a lot of walking. ”Are you ok, Edgar?” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Lunamor said: Why wasn’t Edgar looking at her? Had he lost his knife? Jenny glanced around, but she didn’t see it. He normally made eye contact with her. Was something wrong? Maybe his injuries were hurting him. They had done a lot of walking. ”Are you ok, Edgar?” “Yeah, fine,” he said, looking at her finally but not meeting her eyes. He threw his knife, and there was anger in the way he threw it. His voice was still flat. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted February 20 Author Report Share Posted February 20 just then a large black limousine pulled up. and the doors opened. "looks like it has arrived." @Weaver of Lights @Lunamor @The Clarinetist @Scars of Hathsin 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Weaver of Lights said: “Yeah, fine,” he said, looking at her finally but not meeting her eyes. He threw his knife, and there was anger in the way he threw it. His voice was still flat. Edgar still wasn’t meeting her eyes. He was acting… different. Jenny didn’t know exactly what that meant, but it wasn’t the Edgar she was used to. That made her nervous. Just now, RoyalBeeMage said: just then a large black limousine pulled up. and the doors opened. "looks like it has arrived." @Weaver of Lights @Lunamor @The Clarinetist @Scars of Hathsin Those Grey Sisters really were fast. Jenny walked over and almost climbed inside, but paused and decided to make sure Edgar was following too. Maybe he was sick. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Aaron "Great, the Grey Sisters, may try and unnerve you, but they can also see parts of prophecies." He opens the door, and greets, Anger, Tempest and Wasp. "Hello Ladies", he says "We want to go to the New York Bus Depo Please." "Both me and my friends" The Gray Sisters "Why do you want to travel on those inferior things, take us instead, we would love to taker your money.... sorry, take you there." They say, as Wasp peers back with the one eye, and Anger with the Tooth 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Lunamor said: Edgar still wasn’t meeting her eyes. He was acting… different. Jenny didn’t know exactly what that meant, but it wasn’t the Edgar she was used to. That made her nervous. Those Grey Sisters really were fast. Jenny walked over and almost climbed inside, but paused and decided to make sure Edgar was following too. Maybe he was sick. He followed her, head bowed, shoulders slumped. He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to think, didn’t want to be. Jenny didn’t need him. No one needed him. What was the point then, the one person that had ever needed, he’d failed. It was best that people not need him. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 (edited) 5 minutes ago, Weaver of Lights said: He followed her, head bowed, shoulders slumped. He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to think, didn’t want to be. Jenny didn’t need him. No one needed him. What was the point then, the one person that had ever needed, he’d failed. It was best that people not need him. Edgar’s mood was slowly becoming more apparent to Jenny. He was upset. Really upset. She didn’t want to keep pressuring him in front of everyone else, though. He probably wouldn’t like that. Her worry was apparent on her face. She waved at the sisters as she entered the limo, still. @Scars of Hathsin @RoyalBeeMage @The Clarinetist Edited February 20 by Lunamor 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 1 minute ago, Lunamor said: Edgar’s mood was slowly becoming more apparent to Jenny. He was upset. Really upset. She didn’t want to keep pressuring him in front of everyone else, though. He probably wouldn’t like that. Her worry was apparent on her face. She waved at the sisters as she entered the limo, still. @Scars of Hathsin @RoyalBeeMage @The Clarinetist He slid in next to her, once again avoiding looking at her. He didn’t notice her worry, as he was looking everywhere but at her. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted February 20 Author Report Share Posted February 20 (edited) 30 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said: The Gray Sisters "Why do you want to travel on those inferior things, take us instead, we would love to taker your money.... sorry, take you there." They say, as Wasp peers back with the one eye, and Anger with the Tooth "how much would it cost to go to the underworld?" roy asks "20 gold dracamas." one sister replies "20! we only have enough to get to the bus depo sorry." roy says faking sadness. Edited February 20 by RoyalBeeMage 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 (edited) 20 minutes ago, Weaver of Lights said: He slid in next to her, once again avoiding looking at her. He didn’t notice her worry, as he was looking everywhere but at her. Jenny now began to mildly panic. He still wouldn’t look at her. Was it something she had done? She racked her brain, trying to figure out what she had messed up. She didn’t think that she had done anything wrong, but now she was second-guessing every word that she had said. Defaulting to the only thing she knew had made him happy before, Jenny tried to gently bump him with her shoulder. Edited February 20 by Lunamor Turns out wrack means seaweed 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Lunamor said: Jenny now began to mildly panic. He still wouldn’t look at her. Was it something she had done? She wracked her brain, trying to figure out what she had messed up. She didn’t think that she had done anything wrong, but now she was second-guessing every word that she had said. Defaulting to the only thing she knew had made him happy before, Jenny tried to gently bump him with her shoulder. Finally, he looked her in the eyes. In his eyes, there were tears, only held back by a lifetime of hiding them. Don’t let her see, don’t let her hurt you more. You know you don’t deserve to have a friend. Everyone would be better off without you. You know that. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 1 minute ago, Weaver of Lights said: Finally, he looked her in the eyes. In his eyes, there were tears, only held back by a lifetime of hiding them. Don’t let her see, don’t let her hurt you more. You know you don’t deserve to have a friend. Everyone would be better off without you. You know that. Edgar was crying. Jenny had no idea what to do. She didn’t even know why he was crying. Had the shoulder bump made things worse? She felt sick. ”Are you hurt?” Jenny asked him that quietly. She thought that maybe it wasn’t her fault. She then felt bad for thinking that. Who hoped that their friend was hurt rather than accepting they had done something wrong? He hates you, Jenny. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 1 minute ago, Lunamor said: Edgar was crying. Jenny had no idea what to do. She didn’t even know why he was crying. Had the shoulder bump made things worse? She felt sick. ”Are you hurt?” Jenny asked him that quietly. She thought that maybe it wasn’t her fault. She then felt bad for thinking that. Who hoped that their friend was hurt rather than accepting they had done something wrong? He hates you, Jenny. “No,” he said, voice quiet and choked. Hide, don’t let her see, don’t let her know. You can, what’s another hour, what’s another day, what’s another year. What’s a lifetime of hiding, it’s easy enough. His face hardened, the tears gone completely from his eyes. “I’m fine.” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Weaver of Lights said: “No,” he said, voice quiet and choked. Hide, don’t let her see, don’t let her know. You can, what’s another hour, what’s another day, what’s another year. What’s a lifetime of hiding, it’s easy enough. His face hardened, the tears gone completely from his eyes. “I’m fine.” Edgar wouldn’t tell her what was wrong. He thinks you’re what’s wrong, Jenny. He doesn’t want to trust a murderer. “But he said-“ He’s a liar, Jenny. ”Edgar doesn’t lie.” He just lied to you. “That doesn’t mean he’s a liar.” Is there a certain number of lies that makes you a liar? Don’t be stupid, Jenny. Don’t be what he thinks you are. ”He doesn’t think I’m stupid.” He pities you, Jenny. Poor, poor Jenny, sitting alone by the fire. No one wants to be friends with you, why would he be any different? Quote It basically looks like Jenny’s mumbling to herself right now. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 3 minutes ago, Lunamor said: Edgar wouldn’t tell her what was wrong. He thinks you’re what’s wrong, Jenny. He doesn’t want to trust a murderer. “But he said-“ He’s a liar, Jenny. ”Edgar doesn’t lie.” He just lied to you. “That doesn’t mean he’s a liar.” Is there a certain number of lies that makes you a liar? Don’t be stupid, Jenny. Don’t be what he thinks you are. ”He doesn’t think I’m stupid.” He pities you, Jenny. Poor, poor Jenny, sitting alone by the fire. No one wants to be friends with you, why would he be any different? Quote Alright, are there certain words he can pick out? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Weaver of Lights said: Quote Honestly variations of “liar” and “lies” are what she’d be talking about the most. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Just now, Lunamor said: Quote Cool She knows you lied to her. She doesn’t trust you. She hates liars, she hates you now too. But it’s for the best, you know that, don’t you. That way she doesn’t get hurt. And you can go back to feeling how YOU DESERVE TO FEEL. Edgar actually whimpered slightly at that. Not happy, not sad, not angry, not excited. Nothing, you don’t deserve to feel any of that. So let her hate you. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 7 minutes ago, Weaver of Lights said: She knows you lied to her. She doesn’t trust you. She hates liars, she hates you now too. But it’s for the best, you know that, don’t you. That way she doesn’t get hurt. And you can go back to feeling how YOU DESERVE TO FEEL. Edgar actually whimpered slightly at that. Not happy, not sad, not angry, not excited. Nothing, you don’t deserve to feel any of that. So let her hate you. Edgar whimpered. Had he heard what Jenny had said? She’d just screwed everything up, hadn’t she? The liar is scared by the truth. ”Everyone lies sometimes.” Her voice was now an imperceptible whisper. EXCUSES. You’re better than this, Jenny. You’re better than him. She shut the voice away. But it made some good points… no it didn’t. It didn’t. It couldn’t. Jenny dug through her pack frantically. There was one other thing she knew had made Edgar happy before. She eventually found a small pouch and hastily retrieved a flower from it. She held it out to Edgar. ”Do you want a death flower?” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted February 20 Author Report Share Posted February 20 8 minutes ago, Weaver of Lights said: She knows you lied to her. She doesn’t trust you. She hates liars, she hates you now too. But it’s for the best, you know that, don’t you. That way she doesn’t get hurt. And you can go back to feeling how YOU DESERVE TO FEEL. Edgar actually whimpered slightly at that. Not happy, not sad, not angry, not excited. Nothing, you don’t deserve to feel any of that. So let her hate you. "are we all setteled? yes? lets get going." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 1 minute ago, Lunamor said: Edgar whimpered. Had he heard what Jenny had said? She’d just screwed everything up, hadn’t she? The liar is scared by the truth. ”Everyone lies sometimes.” Her voice was now an imperceptible whisper. EXCUSES. You’re better than this, Jenny. You’re better than him. She shut the voice away. But it made some good points… no it didn’t. It didn’t. It couldn’t. Jenny dug through her pack frantically. There was one other thing she knew had made Edgar happy before. She eventually found a small pouch and hastily retrieved a flower from it. She held it out to Edgar. ”Do you want a death flower?” What was it she’d said before? Those flowers were deadly if ingested, that was it. Was she…trying to get him to kill himself? He took the flower, looking at it. How easy it would be to swallow, then it would all be over. That would be better, wouldn’t it? And that’s what Jenny wanted. He shook himself out of the trance he’d been in. This was Jenny who had given him a flower, she probably thought it would help. She…she didn’t even understand what he was thinking about, did she? Yet she was still trying to help him. She was still his friend. He looked her in the eyes. “Thank you.” There was emotion in his voice again, he seemed almost back to normal. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoyalBeeMage he/him Posted February 20 Author Report Share Posted February 20 (edited) 9 minutes ago, Lunamor said: Edgar whimpered. Had he heard what Jenny had said? She’d just screwed everything up, hadn’t she? The liar is scared by the truth. ”Everyone lies sometimes.” Her voice was now an imperceptible whisper. EXCUSES. You’re better than this, Jenny. You’re better than him. She shut the voice away. But it made some good points… no it didn’t. It didn’t. It couldn’t. Jenny dug through her pack frantically. There was one other thing she knew had made Edgar happy before. She eventually found a small pouch and hastily retrieved a flower from it. She held it out to Edgar. ”Do you want a death flower?” "could i have a death flower?" Quote definitly not asking so that roy can get rid of edgar. Edited February 20 by RoyalBeeMage 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lunamor she/her Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 1 minute ago, Weaver of Lights said: What was it she’d said before? Those flowers were deadly if ingested, that was it. Was she…trying to get him to kill himself? He took the flower, looking at it. How easy it would be to swallow, then it would all be over. That would be better, wouldn’t it? And that’s what Jenny wanted. He shook himself out of the trance he’d been in. This was Jenny who had given him a flower, she probably thought it would help. She…she didn’t even understand what he was thinking about, did she? Yet she was still trying to help him. She was still his friend. He looked her in the eyes. “Thank you.” There was emotion in his voice again, he seemed almost back to normal. Edgar seemed ok. Maybe. He was looking at her and not actively crying. Maybe she’d fixed it. But she still didn’t know what she had been fixing. Jenny hesitantly smiled. “You’re welcome.” Flowers. Edgar liked flowers. Quote Poor Jenny is gonna carry flowers on her 24/7 now. 5 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "could i have one?" Jenny really didn’t want to give Roy a poisonous flower, but refusing might just make things worse. She hadn’t told him about their properties, so hopefully he wouldn’t know that he could use them as poison. Jenny found the smallest one and picked off a few petals so that it wouldn’t have enough poison for a lethal dose. Probably. She very reluctantly held it out to him. She whispered to Edgar. ”Watch your food.” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 Aaron Aaron watches the troubles between Edgar, and Jenny. Wow... they are both so insecure about friends. Could I use that to an advantage... He opens his notebook, jotting down a few things. It was a small thing, a few scraps of paper looking substance, surrounded by odd looking leather. He lays back in his seat and watches the scenery blur by. He looks at Roy next... calculating.. "Would he be good.. No.. he would not. He was rather unstable, and that might create issues." he mumbles to himself. "So either Edgar, Jenny or Harold, or if desperate maybe some other camper" He jot's it down in his notebook. The ink, only to him showing it's true colours. He snaps the book shut. "Edgar, Jenny..." @Lunamor @Weaver of Lights 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weaver of Lies he/him Posted February 20 Report Share Posted February 20 (edited) 5 minutes ago, Lunamor said: Edgar seemed ok. Maybe. He was looking at her and not actively crying. Maybe she’d fixed it. But she still didn’t know what she had been fixing. Jenny hesitantly smiled. “You’re welcome.” Flowers. Edgar liked flowers. Jenny really didn’t want to give Roy a poisonous flower, but refusing might just make things worse. She hadn’t told him about their properties, so hopefully he wouldn’t know that he could use them as poison. Jenny found the smallest one and picked off a few petals so that it wouldn’t have enough poison for a lethal dose. Probably. She very reluctantly held it out to him. She whispered to Edgar. ”Watch your food.” She was smiling back. Well, it seemed more like a half-smile, but that was better. “I will…I really don’t trust him. I wonder if there’d be a way to get him off this quest. Not killing him, another way,” he whispered back. She looked like she’d been having a rough time too…he’d made that so much worse for her. “I’m so sorry Jenny.” He looked at Aaron. “What?” @Scars of Hathsin Edited February 20 by Weaver of Lights 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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