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Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Kvasir - 05-24-2016 He had come to visit! Mother had let me go off by myself (She couldn't bear to look at him.. Did she hate papa?) to greet him. She had wished me luck, and I had bounded off without much thought on her. I was to excited to see him! In fact everything seemed to be great today! The sun was shining and the smell of the sea while strong was not overbearing. The wind wasn't bad either. A soft breeze whispered through the tree's, promising the summer heat and sweet caresses. Ah yes. A perfect day. I pranced about, headed towards the border. Occasionally I just couldn't control it and SSSSSSSSSSPSHHHHHHHH! Steam would explode out of my grey spots and I'd go galloping and bucking. Wings flapped wildly, sometimes I got air, but in a wild flopping manner I would land in a heap. So most of the time in my fits of excitement and steam I would pin them back so that they touched to gain as much speed as possible. If I needed to slow down, well that was easy. Especially if I needed to fast! I would throw my wings out and the air would catch them and soon I was sliding into a stop. But not slipping. It was hard to get the hang of, but it was great once you got it. It happened to be something I employed as I galloped past the wall and threw my wings out to halt. My head swung upwards to search the skies for a black creature I called Papa. When would he be here? Would he be happy to see me?! Would he teach me his special language? Like what he had called me? Rizh. It was something that I felt was special for me. Only me. A grin formed as I searched the skies and my haunches lowered to the ground to sit. Steam rose from me as I waited for him. Papa was coming. "Talk." Kvasir mama, just killed a man put a gun against his head pulled my trigger, now he's dead mama, life had just begun but now i've gone and thrown it all away mama, ooo didn't mean to make you cry Notes: @Rhoa I tried writing it another way but it wasn't working. I figured somehow they had found a time for Rhoa to come see Kvasir and this is just how it went <3 RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Rhoa - 05-27-2016
RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Kvasir - 05-31-2016 I wasn't kept waiting long. Soon my eyes caught sight of the dark mass that was my father. I am quickly standing again, my excitement growing causing more steam to billow off of my body. Ears prick forward and my legs dance back and forth. I can feel the excitement deep in my gut. But also fear. What if he doesn't like me? What if papa is boring? What if he doesn't want me either? The last thought is almost crippling and my wings and head lower to droop, my ears slowly lowering to the side of my head. It could be plausible. But why would he be here if he didn't want me? But I had shaken myself, caused doubt in my young heart. With a nervous stomach I waited. He circled above me, and the shuffle in my stomach grew worse, but it lifted as soon as I heard his soft baritones calling my name. My head raised again and my ears perked a bit. I remained where I stood however, waiting for him to land. I wish I could fly like that... The thought is fleeting and I look at my wings slowly flapping them. I could create strong winds, but I did not yet know how to fly. Returning my gaze to papa I find him grounded, and with wings open. A grin splits my face and I rush towards him for an embrace. My head struggles to reach his withers, but I manage it and my wings wraps what I can (mostly shoulder) tightly. He is fire, mother is ice, I am the in between. I watch in wonder as his under-wing dances in ember, yet give no heat other than the heat his body produces, and slowly my spots release the hot steam. He wanted me. He was here, and he wanted me. "Hello Papa." The words come out softly, as I was trying to contain my excitement. They where laced with joy however, and a small smile lifted my lips, and I snuggled even closer. "Talk." Kvasir mama, just killed a man put a gun against his head pulled my trigger, now he's dead mama, life had just begun but now i've gone and thrown it all away mama, ooo didn't mean to make you cry Notes: [color=#000000][size=x-small][font=monospace] @Rhoa RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Rhoa - 06-02-2016
RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Kvasir - 06-02-2016
"My rizh." The warm sound of papa's voice echoes into my ears. "My son." I was his son. That's what rizh meant. Big wings wrapped around me, warm. Comforting. I was protected by this behemoth, by my father. And he pulls away. Eyes of the same shade look at me, and my ears shift uncomfortably. Did he find fault in my design? I was half of him, but there could be something wrong. I glanced up, and for a moment his ears shift. But then he is speaking again. A gift? He brought me something... I watched curiously as he pulled a charm from his wing, and listened intently as he told me about it. He held it out to me, and for a moment I almost cry. Almost. I take a deep breath, knowing I had to be manly. Papa was watching. And I reach and take the charm from him. It was really touching. "Thank you papa." I mumble softly. He loved me, and gave me something so I would always know he did. Momma didn't do that. I lift my wing, and spend a few moments placing it safely inside. My heart swelled as I did so. The gift meant a lot to me, and more than I was letting on. Just as I am finishing papa speaks to me, asking if I liked living in the Edge. I turned back to him, tilting my head. "Its nice. You have to be really careful though, because of the mists and the cliffs. It gets cold too. What is the Throat like? Is it really all sand? Can I come with you to see? Is it far away?" As I answered and asked excitement grew, before a sheepish grin fell on my features and I went silent. A slight shrug lifted my wings upwards and downwards as I looked up at my father through eyes he had given me. "Talk." Kvasir mama, just killed a man put a gun against his head pulled my trigger, now he's dead mama, life had just begun but now i've gone and thrown it all away mama, ooo didn't mean to make you cry Notes: You almost made me cry with that. <3 @Rhoa RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Rhoa - 06-02-2016
RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Kvasir - 07-07-2016 My eyes look up at him. He's my papa, and he was so much cooler than I thought. If only momma could be like he was. Or least as present. My bright eyes watched his face, and my ears stayed tuned to catch every single word. "It sounds so wonderful there... Maybe if I like it I could stay with you?" There is a lift in my voice, hopeful. Would he want me to be with him? Maybe it was more convenient to have me here with momma. He didn't have a kid cramping his style otherwise. And excitement is released again in a bout of steam when he asks about flying. "Sometimes I catch air! But I don't know how to fly. Would you teach me?! Then I can be as awesome as you are papa!" A grin is permanently stuck on my face now, and my legs lift every so often in pure joy at the thought that maybe my papa would teach me how to fly. Then I could go wherever when ever... The prospect of freedom. The idea that I could get places faster, and have my own independence. Even if momma did get mad. Sh couldn't take my wings away, and I could be free. I could fly off the cliffs and their would be no more worries. It would just be... Super awesome. "Talk." Kvasir mama, just killed a man put a gun against his head pulled my trigger, now he's dead mama, life had just begun but now i've gone and thrown it all away mama, ooo didn't mean to make you cry Notes: @Rhoa I'M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG! [color=#000000][size=x-small][font=monospace] RE: Therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed - Rhoa - 07-14-2016
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