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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 19, 2015 4:16:46 GMT
"I'm fine with the floor. If there's another bed...she should get it. "
Forest rubs the back of his neck, eyes adverting. "I don't have a legitimate bed. But I have plenty of furs to make some pallets and blankets for the two of you."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 19, 2015 4:24:12 GMT
"I don't have a legitimate bed. But I have plenty of furs to make some pallets and blankets for the two of you."
"What about you?"
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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 19, 2015 4:27:34 GMT
"What about you?"
Catching the words from the corner of his gaze, Forest replies, "I normally sleep shifted, so I have my fur."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 19, 2015 4:39:15 GMT
"I normally sleep shifted, so I have my fur."
"What if you don't? " He looked away a moment. "I'm sure there's enough to share."
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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 21, 2015 5:46:30 GMT
"What if you don't? I'm sure there's enough to share."
Forest studies the boy, something flickering across his gaze as he's reminded of someone, though he retains his smile as the look fades. "I'll sleep right beside of you, then."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 21, 2015 16:49:21 GMT
. "I'll sleep right beside of you, then."
Cenric turned to him with wide eyes before he nodded with a small guarded smile. "Yes sir."
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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 22, 2015 5:30:10 GMT
"Yes sir."
Forest laughs and lightly ruffles the boy's hair as he pulls out the extra furs, setting them against the wall. "No need to look so startled. I don't bite."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 22, 2015 5:32:48 GMT
No need to look so startled. I don't bite."
"Sorry. " he says after a minute, his hand going to his head in a confused manner. Rubbing the spot of hair that was ruffled he looked down with red cheeks, not entirely sure how to react to something that he had never had before.
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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 22, 2015 6:26:10 GMT
Forest finishes preparing the furs, then he stands and moves back to the fire, feeding it a little more wood when he sees the pile. He frowns slightly, though he straightens and moves to tug on some boots and a cloak, even though he hated both. Stepping to the door, he looks at Cenric. "I need to run out and fetch wood. Will you be okay by yourself for a few minutes? All you have to do is just keep an eye on the stew."
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Post by Aviva on Dec 22, 2015 6:33:43 GMT
"As if I'm just going to let you return home alone in your condition." "
She ignored him until they reached the town and she turned her head at the statement. "What is that supposed to mean? I'm not hurt bad enough to the point I can't move. Its just a scratch for Christ sake! " she exhaled sharply looking forward.
Did you really think I didn't notice your ankle, wench?"
Roala flinched inwardly, for she was sure that it wasn't noticeable. Just one more thing to worry about. She didn't need sympathy or pity, she needed to go to work."Buzz off old man. I don't need any help. " she bit her cheek. And here I thought I was doing a good job of hiding it.
I need to run out and fetch wood. Will you be okay by yourself for a few minutes? All you have to do is just keep an eye on the stew."
"Yes sir." exhaling he walks to the pot and sits by it as he waits.
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Post by Avery on Dec 22, 2015 6:52:58 GMT
"Buzz off old man. I don't need any help. "
"Doesn't look that way." Cas retorts with a small snort before falling silent, gaze lost as he glances over the necklace in his hand once again
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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 22, 2015 6:56:26 GMT
"Yes sir."
Forest nods and steps out, grabbing the axe that rested against the side of his shack and a sled, then continues into the woods, looking around for a good place to start.
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Post by Aviva on Dec 22, 2015 15:59:42 GMT
"Doesn't look that way."
Roala growled in frustration before picking a faster gait. As she walked she draped the cloak over her shoulder loosely, wanting to hide the wound more. "Was that hers?" she asked after a moment.
Cenric watched as he left before he pushed himself out of his chair. Glancing around he cocked his head while pinpointing what to do first. Not being able to find a piece of cloth, he removed his shirt. Climbing up onto a chair he started batting at a stray cobweb in the corner.
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Post by Avery on Dec 22, 2015 16:19:37 GMT
"Was that hers?"
Sighing inwardly when she picks up the pace, Caspian catches up to her and pulls her to a stop by grabbing her left shoulder "Just get on my back, will ya?" he mutters, stiffening at the question, eyes flicking away "That's... Yes." he murmurs, barely audible
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Post by X'zayvean on Dec 22, 2015 17:33:14 GMT
Finding a good area, Forest stops and begins his work methodically.
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