Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:28:34 PM)
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Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:30:28 PM)
(*chirps.*)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:31:29 PM)
?)
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 5:35:03 PM)
(yay!)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:35:25 PM)
(soooo...what's up?)
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 5:40:23 PM)
(getting ready to blow your mind? lol)
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 5:52:29 PM)
(when you have a moment please post what it is your chr is doing durring this wanning cycle of the galliard moon when he gets no rest)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:52:53 PM)
(ah, ok)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:53:38 PM)
Llew was out wandering. He'd taken a shot of morphine to take some of the edge off the pounding rage, but it wasn't exactly putting him to sleep. Nothing would, the moon demanded his attentiveness. So he walked, trying to stay away from civilization somewhat so he wouldn't be promptedi nto starting a rage fight.
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 5:54:42 PM)
(where is he wandering? umbral or on the bawn, random swamps? Or some desolate neighborhood?)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:59:34 PM)
(probably the swamps, I like swamps)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 5:59:37 PM)
(which wuld be best?>(
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:05:01 PM)
.
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 6:07:31 PM)
*As Llewellyn Walked through the swams in his agitated mood.. He could feel the strong link to his ansestors swell in his chest.. He could allmost hear them echo maddly in disatisfaction. As if they where having a huge debate and could not be silenced. This caused the galliard to feel such a piercing head ache his foot falling in some of the frozen mud from the snow fall the night before.. Cold unwelcoming mud covering his boot or foot the numbing of it added to his inability to ever find peaceful rest..*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:08:31 PM)
"You're all...fucking...daft!" He growled, rubbing at his head as he walked. The morphine should have helped with the headache at least, but no such luck. So., high as a kite and angry as hell, he drifted, kicking at the ground as he walked to try and warm his extremities. And yes, in homid, because fuck glabro! That would make things easy.
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 6:12:19 PM)
*Then there was a moment of silence.. as if clarity blessed him for the first time in a long time. As if they heard him.. Nothing was heard but the out side noices.. Some melting snow from a tree dripping onto the frozen ground.. A rabbits paws making little crunching noises off in the distance.. The cold wind wipping through the thin southern trees.. The way the snow glistened untouched in certain areas.. over the mud that would peek through the surface giving warning to what lied beneith..*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:14:51 PM)
He nearly collapsed in relief as the voices went quiet. "What...oh, ohhhh." He blinked, swayhing and looking down at his feet.
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 6:16:40 PM)
*he looked down at his feet to see what foot covered in frozen mushy mud and the other seemed just fine.. It was allmost a state of euphoria for him.. Quite and peaceful.. Even in his exclimation of joy he heard no snide replies from his ansestors.. no voices no maddness nothing but his surroundings.*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:17:27 PM)
He kicked the mud off his foot as much as possible, before looking for somewhere to sit down.
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:25:08 PM)
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Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 6:26:08 PM)
*He would find a frozen piece of earth to sit his ass on.. Given a moment and another moment of pure clarity.. It was when he sat upon the surface of the snow that he had felt as if it almost absorbed him.. He could hear the hooves of tribal totem.. Drawnig near in the snow, and had to wonder if he was flesh side or umbral side.*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:27:34 PM)
He wondered how it was he'd recognize it so clearly. He chalked it up to Andrew, the ancestor who had chased Stag down until he died. He turned about, looking over as he stood.
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 6:32:01 PM)
*The Stag stood there faceing him, it was massive and quite healthy looking.. The scent of the wild forests where it was known to roam filled the air.. animal droppings and fresh forest floors the wipping of winds and rolling grassy hills.. The scent of the grass after a deep rain mingled with the scent of a clover filled hill in a rare summer morning.. All these things and more assulted the old goat at the same time..*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:33:44 PM)
Llew wavered, feeling old and overwhelmed and tired, so very very tired. He knelt before the totem, partly from reverence partly from exhaustion. "Hail, Stag. Hail Father."
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:36:41 PM)
(old...and he's only 21)
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 6:39:48 PM)
*The totem seen how exhausted Llewellyn was.. Its front hoof slapped at the snow.. The man was tired it was good to see.. Yes he was old.. tired old man without his rocking chair.. He needed reminding.. And thus Stag planned on reminding him.. The spirit Stomped his foot one more time this time louder*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 6:43:34 PM)
He stared at the beast, his posture submissive. What exactly did it want? He was shit at reading animal body language...he kept his posture submissive to the tribal father.
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 7:05:20 PM)
(hello?")
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 7:18:23 PM)
*The Stag moved closer to LEwellyn and it stomped its hoove on the muddy homid boot of lewellyn.. It was then that the scene changed.. He was some where in wales.. Out in the wilderness.. It was thick and dence.. And he could see a large Stag move through the trees and deeper into the forest itself.. As if beckoning him.. He seemed younger and stronger.. The pull not affecting him as it often did his thick blonde and brown curls seemed particularly wild. He himself seemed rather wild.. He felt the passion of his totem pounding in his chest and he looked upon everything with new eyes, no hinderance of voices in his head*
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 7:20:04 PM)
He started forward, running toward the stag after a moment, feeling the strength and power in his legs, the wild in his heart.
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 7:28:03 PM)
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Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 7:28:30 PM)
(potty)
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 7:31:11 PM)
(bak)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 7:32:06 PM)
(10 mins. really, it might be better to put this on hold, you're taking a long itme between posts with all the stuff in the admin room. tonight? couple hours?)
Llewellyn Watson (Dec 26, 2010 7:34:59 PM)
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Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 7:37:05 PM)
(sure I'll be on just hit me up on skype)
Gabby Girl (Dec 26, 2010 7:45:39 PM)
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