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Nov 18, 2009 22:01

Wednesday afternoon, a chill rolls in over the Rowan lake, though it's difficult to tell anywhere but on the surface. The waters grow dark and choppy, and even the sun hides behind the dingy grey clouds that have swept in to dampen Jhelbor ( Read more... )

!event, sonic, bret mcclegnie, tails, ianto jones, npc: elimyr, jemaine clemaine, cho takahashi

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weedyshyguy November 19 2009, 06:54:22 UTC

Bret's eyes shot open as he felt the changing pressure, and oh God, she'd trapped Sonic and then she was there and she was staring at Brook and then at Ianto and she's talking about being friends.

He swallowed thickly, wishing harder for something good to happen and nearly cursing out loud when a button spontaneously popped off his shirt. He was going to have to learn better control and fast because if that was the best he could do he was going to die in Rowan, Elimyr or not. Although it seemed increasingly likely that it'd be Elimyr.

Lacking any other options, he just kept on wishing. Goodnicehappyalivealivealivegood.

rowan_narrators November 19 2009, 06:57:26 UTC

And, curiously, Brook went calm.

There was no way she could have known this was going to happen. Circumstances out of her control. And before Royal left, that was all he talked about. Circumstances in and out of your control. Take what you can, and leave the rest.

It was about time goblins stepped up and took control.

"You know goblins," she said, soft and smooth. "We'll sneak our way into anything." Elimyr could blame her, not them. The worldwalkers were innocent.

2tailedtagalong November 19 2009, 07:08:32 UTC

Tails had stumbled backwards when Elimyr had been RIGHT THERE, but now he was watching her carefully. He hadn't known she was so young..or at least looked that young. Her words made him think that she was actually young though, and jealous. A powerful jealous person was not good. He could see the hurt mixed with the anger and despite his fear and the current situation, he felt bad for her...

elimyr November 19 2009, 07:29:37 UTC

"You don't talk," Elimyr hisses, and she fills that mean mouth with water. It doesn't kill. There's enough in the bubble now for Brook to use her gills. Elimyr doesn't care about any of it, and the hard lines of her features shift to something more twisted and fragile when she looks back to her storyteller. "She tried to hurt me." As though the goblin ever could have succeeded, as though it's somehow blame to be shared by all of them. They didn't defend her, they don't love her, and Elimyr lets more of the water seep in, dark and frigid and safe and dependable ( ... )

guns_and_coffee November 19 2009, 07:46:35 UTC

Ianto steps forward. It's the last thing he wants to do, but he learned long before he ever came to Rowan that what he wants rarely matters. "I do like you. Why else would I tell you all my stories?" But he knows he doesn't look like he likes her. He looks desperate and afraid. He takes a breath, files those emotions away to deal with later, and thinks of Jack. He smiles at Elimyr until he doesn't see her face anymore, and his expression turns soft. Cracks in his mind like cracks in time and space. The water will seep in and fill them up. "Of course I love you."