Ryu Doppler
Evard's Tentacles of Forced Intrusion
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Re: Reviving Waymeet (Glenn;Ryu)
The man glanced toward Aurine as she made her suggestion, watching her carefully from the corner of his eye as she went to work trying to convince him of it. She was of course trying to get him to marry her, but it was her other words that made the man blink more into focus of them. Talk of simply leaving everything behind. The horrors and sorrow, all the troubles that the world could bring. As if it were ever that truly easy. Trouble always seemed find it's way into paradise, no matter where it may lay. His hands grew warm where the sea bishop raised them upon her bosom, however inside all he could feel was a sudden chill that threatened to erupt into shivers upon him. He didn't show it, but it did have the effect of nulling his smile into a blank flittering gaze of sorts.
He watched her pull away, heading toward the ocean with a simple stride, listening as she spoke her words against the world, raising her hands and giving her rant, and as she turned and cooed back at him with that smile of hers. The chill still stowing about in the pit of his stomach. "It might be easy for you to forget your troubles... but I'm not you. It's not that easy for me. It's never been that easy for me." He approached the ocean himself then, moving next to the sea bishop and taking a long breath, the smell of salty air mingling in his nose and the sight of the distance waves catching his vision. "Besides, with this talk of my spirit, that ugly world is gonna find it's way to me eventually. I don't intend to be taken off guard by it if I can help it."
Glenn turned back to Aurine, grabbing her shoulders with a firm grip as he stared at her with a serious look. "I wouldn't have even gone to that tower, or the village or hell... on the commission that brought me to this place if I didn't intend on being busy. This world of yours might be ugly but..." He paused before giving her a weak grin. "I can handle it. Trust me... I've been through far worse." Of that he was certain of course. At least compared to what he had experience so far. All the talk Aurine gave was a far cry from what he had come to know within the past few days. And it made him suddenly suspicious about the bishop's own past once more, that strangely avoided topic gripping the man's mind further in the mystery of it. What troubles could have come in the sea before him?
The man glanced toward Aurine as she made her suggestion, watching her carefully from the corner of his eye as she went to work trying to convince him of it. She was of course trying to get him to marry her, but it was her other words that made the man blink more into focus of them. Talk of simply leaving everything behind. The horrors and sorrow, all the troubles that the world could bring. As if it were ever that truly easy. Trouble always seemed find it's way into paradise, no matter where it may lay. His hands grew warm where the sea bishop raised them upon her bosom, however inside all he could feel was a sudden chill that threatened to erupt into shivers upon him. He didn't show it, but it did have the effect of nulling his smile into a blank flittering gaze of sorts.
He watched her pull away, heading toward the ocean with a simple stride, listening as she spoke her words against the world, raising her hands and giving her rant, and as she turned and cooed back at him with that smile of hers. The chill still stowing about in the pit of his stomach. "It might be easy for you to forget your troubles... but I'm not you. It's not that easy for me. It's never been that easy for me." He approached the ocean himself then, moving next to the sea bishop and taking a long breath, the smell of salty air mingling in his nose and the sight of the distance waves catching his vision. "Besides, with this talk of my spirit, that ugly world is gonna find it's way to me eventually. I don't intend to be taken off guard by it if I can help it."
Glenn turned back to Aurine, grabbing her shoulders with a firm grip as he stared at her with a serious look. "I wouldn't have even gone to that tower, or the village or hell... on the commission that brought me to this place if I didn't intend on being busy. This world of yours might be ugly but..." He paused before giving her a weak grin. "I can handle it. Trust me... I've been through far worse." Of that he was certain of course. At least compared to what he had experience so far. All the talk Aurine gave was a far cry from what he had come to know within the past few days. And it made him suddenly suspicious about the bishop's own past once more, that strangely avoided topic gripping the man's mind further in the mystery of it. What troubles could have come in the sea before him?