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boxofkururu2018-05-03 08:32 pm
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[ There was always time to rest between times of activity - and Th'ancred needed it. He hadn't expected his brother to return, however - his nervous clicking made that clear.
Oh, but he wasn't just nervously clicking because of Pratsha - the man he'd thought dead. No, though he wouldn't hide it, how could he tell the others what he lost? His magic, however, was so enhanced. He could taste aether in the air, and if he wanted, he was sure he could see it. However, that would drain far too much from him. Though it hurt to not see anymore.
His room, of course, was a mess (or would seem it for a non-Miqo'te). Both him and his brother shared it - it was more of a campsite, for it felt more natural for the shaken Nunh. He was sitting, head to the wall, when his ears twitched. Prastha was there, he could hear it. His footsteps sounded different then others.
Miqo'te ears, after all, were sensitive. Perhaps his clicking was because of that - helping him see what he knew before. ]
...Is everybody out there going okay? [ Th'ancred asked, turning around. ]
Oh, but he wasn't just nervously clicking because of Pratsha - the man he'd thought dead. No, though he wouldn't hide it, how could he tell the others what he lost? His magic, however, was so enhanced. He could taste aether in the air, and if he wanted, he was sure he could see it. However, that would drain far too much from him. Though it hurt to not see anymore.
His room, of course, was a mess (or would seem it for a non-Miqo'te). Both him and his brother shared it - it was more of a campsite, for it felt more natural for the shaken Nunh. He was sitting, head to the wall, when his ears twitched. Prastha was there, he could hear it. His footsteps sounded different then others.
Miqo'te ears, after all, were sensitive. Perhaps his clicking was because of that - helping him see what he knew before. ]
...Is everybody out there going okay? [ Th'ancred asked, turning around. ]
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But Th'ancred is getting a theory on who-- what this Primal is. He looks to his brother, and begins to communicate in the Miqo'te tongue. ] ...Brother. We both know Alisaie - and who she... respects enough to listen to, a little.
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He glances at his brother, fluffing up a touch- responding the same way.] That's- that would make sense, but- like this?
…that said, he… would be family…
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[ But he doesn't want to say it. The word feels caught in his throat. ]
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He reaches out to hold Th'ancred, looking up at the beast again.]
… Loiusoix?
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The Waters twins. They've adapted well, even if they both look tired. ]
Even he-- even he has been revived. I'm... so glad. We can be led.
[ That makes Louisoix let out a small caw. Do they need that? ]
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… We use use a steadying hand, I think. But- we should still help to lead.
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He is a Phoenix, bathed in light, he explains. But he will assist, if they will have him - and if he is not a Primal. ]
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[Well- that's up to her. Prastha relaxes against Louisoix a little more, beginning to purr himself.]
A Phoenix…? I see. You felt- a little like one, but not entirely… I'm not sure- we might have to work out a way to be able to tell for certain.
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[ Louisoix cannot help but chuckle at that. Urianger has kept up with his studies, then? Even with... Sharlayan not existing, most of their knowledge is contained with this group. ]
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[He nods, still staying against Louisoix.] Well- you know what he's like, of course. With the rest of us helping, naturally.
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She's still peeping. ]
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[This is nice, though! He gives a pleased chirp, reaching out for her.]
There- it's not so bad, is it?