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eachdraidh2014-11-30 06:50 pm
noirant) wrote in eachdraidh2014-11-30 06:50 pm
Video || Both Courts;
Gracious, one might almost believe that we were playing hide-and-seek.
[ Felix drawls. The words are carefully picked with a leisured scorn, but they don’t do much to hide his growing flush ... or the twigs and leaves tangled in his hair. A fat green caterpillar inches its way across a shoulder, and something chitters from out view.
The heavy trees of La Llorona droop dark over the little path behind him, their branches like so many grasping fingers. He can't be very far into the forest, but the way is overgrown, and the trail plainly disused.
As far as Felix is concerned, it’s still the ninth month, and he’s still traveling to the Station with a troll and a god in tow. ]
As my erstwhile traveling companions appear to have taken the maps, supplies, and horses along upon their game, I find myself tasked with troubling assistance from any amongst you with more familiar with —
[ A yelp, and the locket drops. A few moments later, a visibly more harried-looking Felix scowls back into view, his eyes shot wide. An enormous, hairy leg twitches feebly from the edge of the frame, trailing a hazy line of green smoke. ]
— The forest, and its bug problems.
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[[ OTA for action, as well! ]]
[ Felix drawls. The words are carefully picked with a leisured scorn, but they don’t do much to hide his growing flush ... or the twigs and leaves tangled in his hair. A fat green caterpillar inches its way across a shoulder, and something chitters from out view.
The heavy trees of La Llorona droop dark over the little path behind him, their branches like so many grasping fingers. He can't be very far into the forest, but the way is overgrown, and the trail plainly disused.
As far as Felix is concerned, it’s still the ninth month, and he’s still traveling to the Station with a troll and a god in tow. ]
As my erstwhile traveling companions appear to have taken the maps, supplies, and horses along upon their game, I find myself tasked with troubling assistance from any amongst you with more familiar with —
[ A yelp, and the locket drops. A few moments later, a visibly more harried-looking Felix scowls back into view, his eyes shot wide. An enormous, hairy leg twitches feebly from the edge of the frame, trailing a hazy line of green smoke. ]
— The forest, and its bug problems.
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[[ OTA for action, as well! ]]
Video.
Whatever hope there was is dashed quite abruptly, however, when Toboe makes his deduction. Right. Seelie. ]
Rather closer to Caer Scima, I believe.
[ He sounds tired. ]
They call it La Llorona -- powers only know whether I'm pronouncing that correctly.
Video.
Ugh, rats... [A little light, floating as much as a short sigh can be - it can afford not to be urgent-urgent, from the looks of it; tired, Felix may sound, but pained would be a more serious matter! His voice practically mumbles along from there, though; doesn't look like it'll do anything now and prob'ly best not to go raising an alarm, still; half imagining himself in those woods...]
If you were somewhere close these woods I was gonna ask my new wolf friends if they could keep an eye out for you and help you get out! Or if they could ask some friends, but uh - that sucks, I'm sorry...
Err -- [On that prior assumption - sharpens posture, and brightness of tone, if tentatively!] you're not in any trouble out there! Right? -- Other than the being lost...!
[But of a jump forth from that previous hushing of tone but alas.]