Post by Fenris on Apr 17, 2020 19:24:35 GMT
Nec was in a strange mood. It had been going on for days, it made him moody, short tempered and in general a grump to be around. Even the Kirawa failed to completely lighten the mood, and eventually Nec had asked them to stay at the weyr when he left.
What was this?! He'd just Impressed Apo, he finally found a home in the weyr, he had friends, it was mostly peaceful (though the orcs had made a scene after someone had ruined their hunt a week ago), and the IF wasn't being any worse than usual. So what the hell was going on?!
It was early evening when he'd left, by now it was midnight. Nec had mostly walked, wandered around an eery feeling of being watched in the back of his mind that Apo wanted to investigate, but Nec had told him no. Most likely it was his old paranoia being triggered by something. He might be getting wound up for nothing! Bad weather maybe? Or something else equally stupid, sometime he hated his own messed up mind...
Grumbling, and in his own mind, Nec had taken the long way around to the beach and walked along the cliffs at the far end, where the sand had been replaced by round, scoured rocks and pebbles, waves lapping gently and utterly failing to drown out his own thoughts.
Tidesweep
What was this?! He'd just Impressed Apo, he finally found a home in the weyr, he had friends, it was mostly peaceful (though the orcs had made a scene after someone had ruined their hunt a week ago), and the IF wasn't being any worse than usual. So what the hell was going on?!
It was early evening when he'd left, by now it was midnight. Nec had mostly walked, wandered around an eery feeling of being watched in the back of his mind that Apo wanted to investigate, but Nec had told him no. Most likely it was his old paranoia being triggered by something. He might be getting wound up for nothing! Bad weather maybe? Or something else equally stupid, sometime he hated his own messed up mind...
Grumbling, and in his own mind, Nec had taken the long way around to the beach and walked along the cliffs at the far end, where the sand had been replaced by round, scoured rocks and pebbles, waves lapping gently and utterly failing to drown out his own thoughts.
Tidesweep
