Emil Castagnier (
knightofratatosk) wrote2009-11-28 11:02 pm
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[It's sunset before Emil makes it back to town... while he was lucky enough not to land in the lake after going through the portal, he ended up in the mountains instead, and it's taken him almost two days to get back. He's exhausted, wet, freezing cold, and most importantly, he's not back in his world. The portal also separated him from Sial, so he's worried about what happened to his chimera companion as well.
He looks about as dejected as he feels right now; every so often he'll stumble over something and fall to his knees before picking himself up and continuing to trudge on.]
He looks about as dejected as he feels right now; every so often he'll stumble over something and fall to his knees before picking himself up and continuing to trudge on.]
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You sure ya live here? Doesn't like anyone has touched this place for a long time.
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S'alright kid, yer house isn't that gloomy. Besides I like these kind of places, the dank walls and the lack of light. Never one for fancy stuff myself.
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You sit down I'll make us a drink.
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Do you take sugar or not? Otherwise yer tea is done, go sit down I'll bring it to ya!
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Ok be careful though, it's hot! [He passes it to the boy then goes to sit down next to him. Snuggling up in the blanket he left out for him.] Haha I never liked the cold either.
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Did you lose your journal? I havn't seen it in this house or on ya person... Could be troublesome without that.
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... wait. Sial! He forgot all about Sial! Setting the cup down, he'll try frantically to draw a cat-like shape in the air.]
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Here, write it down in my journal if ya can't talk. [He passes Emil his journal and a pen.]
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Well if that's the way ya swing kid, not my cup of tea though...
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... ABORT ABORT ABORT]
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Try it again...
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Spoil muns fun xDRaven takes the journal back off Emil, closing it shut quickly... he'll dispose of those later. Or use them for blackmail, either works.]Well that didn't go as planned... Guessin' that's part of yer barkin' thing then. Did you try jump through that gate by any chance?
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Emil's been tortured enough for now XDWhile he doesn't nod, the guilty expression on his face says it all.]no subject
But it's so much fun!Raven acknowledges Emil's expression. So he was one of the people desperate to go home, he genuinely feels quite bad that the gate didn't work for this kid. But there's nothing he can really say to make it better.]It was worth a try though right? Come on, drink yer tea before it get's cold. Though I guess I should introduce myself, seeing as ya let a stranger into yer home so trustingly.
You can call me Raven. Ya'll have to tell me yer name when that barkin' of yours clears up.
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Real men cry *shot*
BUT EMIL IS A DOG, NOT A MAN. At least for the moment.
Insert Richter quote here.
*flashback time*
Oh god those did my head in xD
It's like "WE GET IT ALREADY, EMIL" XD
COURAGE IS THE MAGIC THAT TURNS DREAMS INTO REALITY TIME?
YES
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