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ivar - Stillwater - 05-27-2017 Stillwater Boy. He called quietly to her son when he finally found him. By the water, of course, always by the water. Like his father. Where’s your mother today? He didn’t expect an answer, not a clear one anyway. The boy either never really knew what his mother did or didn’t care to share it with him. Vague answers, as always. Like his mother. Like his father, too, he supposed. He stepped up to the water, peering down into the depths, dark hair falling over a dark face. He knew he could hear him. Ivar always heard him. Asking him where Djinni was had become almost routine, now. The same question, with the same answer. Like clockwork. So he was already nodding silently when Ivar breached the surface, already knowing the words that would come. The boy could be as unpredictable as his mother, as his father too, he supposed, but in this, it was always the same. Just as Stillwater would always ask the same. Just the same. Tell me more about the places you’ve seen, then? The people you’ve met. He often wondered if one day Ivar just wouldn’t return home. Maybe he didn’t even like home anymore with all the adventures he’d had already. Some day, one of these other places would entice him to stay. Would Stillwater ever see him again after that? Another thought was always present in his mind as well: did Ivar know about his chain? But he would never ask. He never brought it up by choice, not to anyone. Where's your favorite so far? he asked, lowering himself to lay in the shallows, water reaching halfway up his sides and across his chest. He always asked his son questions when he saw him. One day he probably wouldn't get the chance to know him anymore. May as well do as much as he could now. Each day could be the last day that he saw him. he apparently felt like using old html again.. its been a while xD RE: ivar - Ivar - 06-03-2017
RE: ivar - Stillwater - 06-10-2017 Stillwater His boy senses him, hears him, and only flicks an ear in quiet acknowledgement. Until recognition rippled through him, and he turned with a ready greeting. Dad. It was still strange to be called that. He’d never thought he’d have kids. Ever. Hadn’t even meant to. Djinni though… Well, it couldn’t have been helped. And he honestly didn't regret it, except for the distance it seemed to put between he and his boy’s mother. He hated that distance. He lowered casually and lay beside Ivar, secretly soaking in his time with him. He was still convinced one day his son just wouldn’t return. Tracking him would probably be possible. Maybe. If he made himself available to be found. Bit trickier to do through the water without the other body, the other senses. But maybe he wouldn’t have to. He hoped that was the case as his only offspring leaned against him. Hmm. He also hoped Ivar didn’t care for siblings. They probably wouldn’t happen. ”I went to Ischia,” Ivar began, telling him how he liked the saltwater. Stillwater grimaced openly. Seawater was not his preferred choice by far, only terribly convenient for travel and hiding. It felt coarse and clinging, to him, but his boy liked it. He’d met someone named Kylin, seen jungles and flowers, swam to the bottom of the lake Hyaline. He’d seen that disgusting volcano that could occasionally be smelled on an especially determined breeze, all sulfur and smoke and choking. At least Ivar hadn’t found that to his liking. Gross. ”I want to go to Loess,” he continued. Stillwater hadn’t heard of that one yet, though, and kept indifferent. ”That’s the only place I haven’t been.” You’ve been to Nerine a good bit, then? He couldn’t help but ask about his old home. Couldn’t help but wonder if it looked different, if his cave was still in place and uninhabited, if the tide still rose and locked it safely beneath the sea. Do you like everyone there? ”This is my favorite,” Ivar said after a long pause for consideration, ”I like it here best.” Good, he said with a nod, nonchalant despite that it pleased him. It still remained fact though, that one day his boy wouldn't come home. Do you hunt, he asked casually, still uncertain if the bloodlust had passed to his only child. What if it had? What if he attacked his mother one day? That would be the worst possible thing that could happen, but it wasn't something he was going to share unless he was required to. He waited calmly, a mask of secrets even to his own son. RE: ivar - Ivar - 06-11-2017
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