To Celderat While Sorting Things Out in a Space Tank Sept 3, 2019 21:13:11 GMT -5
Post by hoodwink on Sept 3, 2019 21:13:11 GMT -5
The Vagabond sighed in relief as Lucia’s sobbing slowly quieted. At the woman’s thanks and apology, the man merely shook his head, his shrouded gaze concerned yet somehow still awkward. He still wasn’t entirely used to these more intimate moments with people. ”Y-you don’t have to apologize…” Éirín’s sudden presence caused the hooded man to jolt in surprise. He’d been so focused on Lucia he hadn’t even sensed the presence approaching. Such relaxedness wasn’t like him. There was a new concern building in his heart, burdening his shoulders.
Staggering into view and slurring their words, the auburn haired woman who emerged seemed to be absolutely shwasted. I remember those phases… There had been a time shortly after his escape from that Realm where the vagrant had resorted to many different intoxicants for coping mechanisms. Though he didn’t know Éirín that well, or her situation, the Vagabond couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity in the sight before him. ”Anyhow, I doubt Mink will be done any time soon. Is there anywhere else you’d like to see?”
Lucia’s voice caught the Vagabond off guard, he tended to be lost in his inner monologues these days. ”Uh…” For a moment he faltered, recovering himself from the moment. Despite his foggy memories, his short term recollection was rather impeccable. Going through a mental list of the areas Lucia had described, the Vagabond made his selection at random, per usual. ”…Let’s check out the bridge—“ For a moment, he wondered if there’d be a more spacious presence there. He hadn’t really noticed it before, but the closeness of the walls around them were beginning to gnaw at his attention.
Maybe there’ll be some space… He knew it would be a while before he might see sky again.