[CLOSED] Mission log for sanity

[wilder]

Date & Time: December 14th (May 2010)
Location: North Shore, MN, USA
Characters: Zelos Wilder & Arya Stark
Summary: Mission for sanity, or fishing. Whatever.
Warnings: None!

[It was a beautiful late summer day on the Superior shore when they arrived. The trees and grass were green, and the waves moved in and hour peacefully with the sound of gulls. With the skies clear except for some clouds, the sun shone brightly and warmed the beach to much warmer temperatures than what the winter had been doing]

[They had come up on on the excuse of gathering supplies, but really it was more for a break of sanity. Zelos had promised to go fishing with the kid, and it was really nice to get away from everything back in Exsilium.]

[Zelos, promptly on arrival, took in the warm, snowless scenery, took in a deep breath and fell back into the soft sandy beach]

...Yeah. I don't think I wanna move for awhile.

Comments

[wilder]

[He makes a face] Sorry, can't really help being literate.

[wolfchild]

You could. It's easy enough to pretend. Useful too. [ turning curry over, she scratches the warm belly. ] If people think you can't read and write, they'll think you stupid and blind and deaf too. They'll say a lot of things they wouldn't otherwise. You can learn a lot.

[ that particular skill kept her alive and privy to information she used to secure her escape and that of two others. underestimated and overlooked has been her preferred way to hide. ]

[wilder]

I know how to play dumb. [Been doing it for years!] Buuut I'm not sure I'm willing to give up books for that.

[wolfchild]

[ she lifts a shoulder in a half-shrug. ]

You can get books here. It'd be a stupid thing to pretend here anyway. Everyone expects you to read.

[wilder]

The nerve of them.

[wolfchild]

[ she tosses a handful of sand in his direction. ]

Not everyone knows how, stupid. Why don't you do something and tell us a story?

[wilder]

[Gah sand! He makes a slight noise and tries to move away from the sand tossing]

A story? Story about what?

[wolfchild]

A story. The great Kaneis Major knows none?

[wilder]

[he snorts.] Kaneis Major never claimed to be great.

[But he tosses the remains of his fish away into the woods, leaning back to think] Lemme think of one okay?

[wolfchild]

We still think you're great.

[ we meaning one troubled child, one sleepy vulpix, and one savage direwolf that has attempted to murder half the living creatures within a ten mile radius. ]

[wilder]

[he snorts]

Well I guess I do feed you.

[wolfchild]

No, you don't. I caught the most fishes, and I did it by myself!

[ bringing curry with her, she crawls to zelos. she lies down on her side, dropping her head on his knee. ]

Pet my hair.

[wilder]

- H-hey you don't have to point that out!

[MY POOR EGO! But that confuses him]

Huh? Why?

[wolfchild]

You won't tell me a story, you can pet my hair.

[ get useful or she's trading you in for a newer, better model. ]

[wilder]

[wow jeez does he look like a toy!!]

...Alright, fine. C'mere.

[wolfchild]

[ she's already on his lap!! arya falls quiet, tucking her chin over curry's head. her hand drifts lazily up and down curry's side. when zelos' hand passes over her hair, she breathes a small, contented sigh. only nymeria is missing and she would be happy. ]

[wilder]

[Shhh he can't help that his mun fails! But he'll do as she asked, and stroke her hair. Sure, his movements are stilted and a bit awkward- since he doesn't do this a whole lot, but he tries his best not to do make it too weird]

[Still, as he watches the scene, he can't help but think how unfortunate she is. If you seek someone like him out for affection, you can't be in that good of a position.]

[wolfchild]

[ when she closes her eyes, she tells herself it's because staring into a fire makes them ache rather than due to how heavy they feel. curry is fast asleep in her arms, and arya is quickly joining her. ]

Tomorrow— [ she breaks off in a yawn ] —do you want to build a sandcastle?

[wilder]

[there's an amused sound from his throat. He can tell she's fading fast, and so he keeps his voice lower]

Sure. I think I can do better at that than fishing.

[wolfchild]

[ she smiles a little. ser gregor, ser ilyn payne, ser meryn... ]

If I let you make me a mermaid, can I give you a merman's tail?

[wilder]

.....You mean like let you bury me in sand?

[THIS SEEMS LIKE A BAD IDEA]

[wolfchild]

No. I don't want to dig a hole.

[wilder]

You don't have to dig a hole to bury something.

[wolfchild]

[ she waves her fingers in a never mind gesture. it would have been childish anyway. the brief arguments make her lose her place in the list so she needs to start again. she hugs curry closer for warmth. ]

[wilder]

[And he'll grow silent at that. Maybe part of him wonders if he did something wrong but really- he rather not get buried in sand since that does not sound good.]

[Either way, he'll go back to being a silent pillow. He's getting good at knowing what to do for that at least!]