Because I need sleep but can’t wait and post order already is broken.
@affy I assumed he heard that while walking to close in on them. But we can ignore his comment I think because nobody did much with it anyway.
you set my soul alight
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@devin Idk if Brennen actually wants to shield and/or teleport but I assumed that he might want to try to contain the rubble, and that Leilan was a moving target up until the point of briefly being dead. But if it needs a change let me know! xD
@affy I assumed he heard that while walking to close in on them. But we can ignore his comment I think because nobody did much with it anyway.
Leilan
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
The skeletal-winged mare is saying a LOT of things and naturally, they seem to make sense but they don’t. The logic is flawed. They come here for fairy magic protection and then deny it is actual protection, so they are stupid enough to threaten the kingdom that has just now, presented them with an icedrake, a dragon, a highly explosive ill-and-pregnant mare, and a magician. They have more where that came from but, shouldn’t that do the trick? Nevertheless they keep bickering, and he starts to lose his interest in what she has to say; instead looking rather much past and through her, where a nameless shadow forms. Awesome. But the creature doesn’t say much, and so it gets ignored, too.
He wouldn’t have had time to react anyway.
Rey appears - dressed for the occasion it seems - but she does the opposite of what he once expected her to be; the outgoing, chatty copycat is gone, now she is snarky, says they all fled their homelands (she is doing the same). Something more, too, but everybody gets ignored.
He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t have to.
If he has to, however, he will stand here silently until they all give up and leave - he can do that. They could kill him and he’d still be here. He’d starve to death and live through it. Mules are nothing compared to Leilan.
For a moment, when Brennen arrives, he feels glad to be backed up, even if it does mean ‘hiding behind a magician’. He outs a soft question to the winged bay. ”Could you teleport others away from here?” he wonders. Let him make of it what he wants; either teleport the winged girl, and/or Oxytocin, and/or the horned one (he thinks they deserve to be put in Pangea or maybe a whole different dimension if that’s not too hard); or maybe he would have asked that he be put down near the Mountain, himself. He’d rather have no island at all at this rate, and judging by his previous accounter with the fairies, maybe if he asks politely they’ll let it sink back into the ocean.
But all of that is void, because he gets no chance of further conversation.
The blue roan sabino, pregnant and sick and all, steps forward. His head snaps around to look at her and he starts in a sharp tone. ”Hea-“ But he never makes it to the rest of her name, or if it does, it gets lost in the sound of the explosion. Rey is screaming something, but she disappears mid-flight and it’s just not important.
Part of Brennen’s magic seems to be shielding him from the worst of the shockwave; standing so close to a magician has it benefits - but other debris parts are changing path in a different way, and so his attention falls on the white-ish figure rather quick. She screams that Brennen should get them to safety - knows she doesn’t mean herself - and reacts accordingly. ”Don’t you dare.” he grits through his teeth; either directed at Brennen or Breckin or both; no way he’s getting teleported away right now. He races to meet her because, if logic prevails then she will be stubbornly trying to protect him instead of herself and then the only way to force her attention unto herself is by closing the distance.
Logical as it may be, she’s stretched herself way too thin. When he reaches her she is gone; eyes rolled back, freezing cold from her recent swim, and fallen to the ground. Too late to catch her, yet quick enough to shield her from the last falling rocks that would otherwise have wounded her - including, or especially, the one that cracks his skull because it lands sharply on the base of his skull where it attaches to his neck: and for a moment the world is pain and black as his limb body falls next to hers. Just within reach, though his eyes stare blankly, shocked by a rock.
Of course, this isn’t the first time and it won’t be the last.
He knows this when he is denied entrance again (why his soul is even directed there for the travel eludes him; it’s rather pointless that the trip to the Afterlife and back again is being made when everybody knows he will just slam into the invisible wall, like last time, like this time). He doesn’t really feel bothered; one doesn’t feel much when they’re dead - though when he wakes up and his headache is feeling like it’s slowly killing him (instead of slowly healing him) he wonders if it wouldn’t be easier to just ask the fae to let him die.
But she’s still here - maybe his sense of urgency got passed through and they’d sent him back quicker this time. Who knows. Maybe the wound wasn’t that severe after all - who cares. He remembers why he’ll want to come back again and again. Even with stupid horses like those three (plus a shadow) around the place; that he can’t care about at this moment. All he cares about right now is right in front of him, and so it’s with the greatest strain he manages to shuffle forward one last bit to lie next to her, and just hoping his returning body heat is enough to prevent her from freezing to death.
He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t have to.
He wouldn’t have had time to react anyway.
Rey appears - dressed for the occasion it seems - but she does the opposite of what he once expected her to be; the outgoing, chatty copycat is gone, now she is snarky, says they all fled their homelands (she is doing the same). Something more, too, but everybody gets ignored.
He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t have to.
If he has to, however, he will stand here silently until they all give up and leave - he can do that. They could kill him and he’d still be here. He’d starve to death and live through it. Mules are nothing compared to Leilan.
For a moment, when Brennen arrives, he feels glad to be backed up, even if it does mean ‘hiding behind a magician’. He outs a soft question to the winged bay. ”Could you teleport others away from here?” he wonders. Let him make of it what he wants; either teleport the winged girl, and/or Oxytocin, and/or the horned one (he thinks they deserve to be put in Pangea or maybe a whole different dimension if that’s not too hard); or maybe he would have asked that he be put down near the Mountain, himself. He’d rather have no island at all at this rate, and judging by his previous accounter with the fairies, maybe if he asks politely they’ll let it sink back into the ocean.
But all of that is void, because he gets no chance of further conversation.
The blue roan sabino, pregnant and sick and all, steps forward. His head snaps around to look at her and he starts in a sharp tone. ”Hea-“ But he never makes it to the rest of her name, or if it does, it gets lost in the sound of the explosion. Rey is screaming something, but she disappears mid-flight and it’s just not important.
Part of Brennen’s magic seems to be shielding him from the worst of the shockwave; standing so close to a magician has it benefits - but other debris parts are changing path in a different way, and so his attention falls on the white-ish figure rather quick. She screams that Brennen should get them to safety - knows she doesn’t mean herself - and reacts accordingly. ”Don’t you dare.” he grits through his teeth; either directed at Brennen or Breckin or both; no way he’s getting teleported away right now. He races to meet her because, if logic prevails then she will be stubbornly trying to protect him instead of herself and then the only way to force her attention unto herself is by closing the distance.
Logical as it may be, she’s stretched herself way too thin. When he reaches her she is gone; eyes rolled back, freezing cold from her recent swim, and fallen to the ground. Too late to catch her, yet quick enough to shield her from the last falling rocks that would otherwise have wounded her - including, or especially, the one that cracks his skull because it lands sharply on the base of his skull where it attaches to his neck: and for a moment the world is pain and black as his limb body falls next to hers. Just within reach, though his eyes stare blankly, shocked by a rock.
Of course, this isn’t the first time and it won’t be the last.
He knows this when he is denied entrance again (why his soul is even directed there for the travel eludes him; it’s rather pointless that the trip to the Afterlife and back again is being made when everybody knows he will just slam into the invisible wall, like last time, like this time). He doesn’t really feel bothered; one doesn’t feel much when they’re dead - though when he wakes up and his headache is feeling like it’s slowly killing him (instead of slowly healing him) he wonders if it wouldn’t be easier to just ask the fae to let him die.
But she’s still here - maybe his sense of urgency got passed through and they’d sent him back quicker this time. Who knows. Maybe the wound wasn’t that severe after all - who cares. He remembers why he’ll want to come back again and again. Even with stupid horses like those three (plus a shadow) around the place; that he can’t care about at this moment. All he cares about right now is right in front of him, and so it’s with the greatest strain he manages to shuffle forward one last bit to lie next to her, and just hoping his returning body heat is enough to prevent her from freezing to death.
He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t have to.
you set my soul alight
@devin Idk if Brennen actually wants to shield and/or teleport but I assumed that he might want to try to contain the rubble, and that Leilan was a moving target up until the point of briefly being dead. But if it needs a change let me know! xD
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