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Have you ever given a charrie of yours a weird mannerism that you have yourself?
Generally speaking, I’m sure I have. I’m just not aware that they are weird mannerisms yet.
A few of my charries like to sleep in a fetal position, or curled up around a pushie or blanket. And Gabriel stretches similar to a cat. Mannerisms I sometimes have.
Ah, I do all of those things normally. So that answers your previous question. :]
The exhaustion is strong with this one
Cassius
Cassius watched as Gabriel lay down like an animal. “You look like Leander.” Cassius said plainly. “You should sleep straight with your back on the ground. Your pillow should lift up your head, that will hurt your neck. And you should have a small blanket or pillow underneath the curve of your back.” Cassius pointed out all the errors in the way that Gabriel was lying. “Now, Barnes. I know you didn’t ask me, but may I try one of these… ‘cigarettes’? I have thought it over a little. And this will be my only chance as long as I live. So may I?” Cassius held out his hand. He didn’t seem very enthusiastic about the whole thing. But he did seem curious.
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
Barnes
“You’re too young, and you seem against it anyway.” Barnes noted how Gabriel flinched when the cigarette burned. She put it down and crushed it on the stone. So much for a silent night watch. “How old are each of you?”
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Cassius
“My age? I… I haven’t thought about my age. I’ve missed so many birthdays because of my diseases… So I’ve lost track. Let’s see… If I was born on the 1209th Jahre… in the month of Epteser the 12th…. And this Jahre is 1228… And it’s already Aymay… Then… I’m 19 years old… No… that can’t be right… I’m too mature to be 19… I-” Cassius starred down at his hands in denial. “I- I’m…. I have to be younger!… Yes… I have to be. Not that much time has passed….! Right!?” Cassius began to show his first emotion since they arrived… fear. “I- I can’t be 19… the last age I fully remember being was-… was…” Cassius slumped to the ground.
“My- My childhood is already over then… I was gone for most of it… Not there…” Cassius put his head on his legs. “I can’t be 19… I can’t be 19!… I have to be younger… I have to be… I have to be…” For someone who rarely showed emotion, this was quite the act. “I have to be…”
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
Barnes
Suddenly Cassius burst again. His weight shifted on the ground beside Barnes as he slumped over. His voice trembled.
How was Barnes supposed to react? The kid had made so many random declarations that this one could be just as short-lived.
“If you really are nineteen,” She said slowly, “I’m sorry for you. But you seem… much younger, so just live as you are mentally and don’t let anyone mock you for taking a little longer. It’s not your fault.”
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Cassius
“I- I have to be younger… If I was older… I’d have many memories… Why can’t I remember my childhood? Most of it is a blur!… I can’t even remember my father’s face!” Cassius hands shook, his sudden realization. “I can’t believe this… I can’t believe I’ve spent more of my life as them… than as me…” Cassius shook his head.
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
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The Protector—Gabriel
“Relax.” Gabriel adjusted his position, sitting with his legs crossed. “Inhale…hold it…exhale. Calm down your heart rate, it’s distressing you.”
Gabriel avoided Barnes’s question purposefully. What would everyone think if they knew his real age? Maybe they wouldn’t care, or they’d never respect him. They didn’t need to know, with the way he talked as the Protector, and his calm demeaner, hopefully they’d assume he was much older than he really was.
Brussel Sprouts
#AnduthForever (💕)Barnes
“Pardon me for asking – hm.” Barnes hesitated. She absently shook the cigarette box in her pocket. “I’m having trouble understanding the suddenness of this. Wouldn’t you already know this? Have you never thought about your childhood or your father before?”
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Cassius
Cassius took a deep breath, he then breathed out. “Ehem.” Cassius cleared his throat. “Yes… You are correct. It doesn’t matter. I don’t need to know my childhood. It was bland anyway.” Cassius blinked, his face returned to its still self. “I show too much emotion. I will be a slate. Now, I’m tired.” Cassius stood up. He walked back over to where he was originally lying, and fell to the ground.
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
Barnes
”Correct about… what?’ Barnes looked around.
Ignoring her words, Cassius already lay on the ground as he had before. Soon he was quiet and resting peacefully. It was like nothing had happened.
As Leander settled down as well, Barnes stared off into the maze again and tried to tune out. Her fingers twinged at the occasional noise from behind, as the group rested. The prospect of another outburst haunted her. Finally, she set her feet on the step below – hands on the shins of her trousers – and took a deep breath. “Maybe I should take a walk.”
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ugh KP signed me out as I went to post, no!
Brussel Sprouts
#AnduthForever (💕)@the_lost-journal @whalekeeper
The Protector—Gabriel
Gabriel’s eyes drooped under his mask. As Barnes spoke, he started awake. “Do whatever.” He turned his back to Barnes and the other sleep two, taking off his mask and punching himself in the face to wake up. He couldn’t fall asleep. He didn’t trust the maze, and he also didn’t trust that Leander and Cassius wouldn’t peek under his mask if they woke up and found him asleep. He replaced his mask over his face.
Brussel Sprouts
#AnduthForever (💕)Barnes
When Gabriel turned away, Barnes took it as a sign that he wasn’t totally enthusiastic about guard duty. She crossed one of her arms over her chest. “Alright, then.”
She took a couple steps down the next passage, and ignored the rattling sounds from the hedges. Little blue plants on the maze floor reached up to curl around her shoes, like curious tendrils. Barnes stood still for a few moments, to see if they were strong enough to hold her shoes captive, but eventually the tendrils loosened and fell back into the earth.
“Well. That’s not customary.” She swiveled around, like a pole mounted in the earth, and furrowed her brow at the suddenly silent leaves.
When she looked around for the stone steps, where Gabriel lay, he was no longer there. A new wall lay between her and the previous path. Everything was still.
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he also didn’t trust that Leander and Cassius wouldn’t peek under his mask if they woke up and found him asleep
See, Leander would 1,000% do that! Cassius on the other hand… Nah. He has respect for most people. (kinda) and Trisan wouldn’t either! It’s funny, Trisan is all depressed, but he has the most “friends” in Kaimor because he can easily bond with people. He can understand their emotions. And he respects people! Like, really respects them! Arnan…. yeah… Arnan would peak. LOL XD
Moral of the story, "always listen to a carrot cake when it screams at you."
@whalekeeper @the_lost-journal
The Protector—Gabriel
Gabriel sighed. The night seemed peaceful so far. No direwolf howl, only one monster attack, and as long as they avoided the purple vines and didn’t climb the walls, they didn’t have to worry much so far. He watched Cassius’s and Leander’s sleeping forms, wondering about childhood. After a couple minutes, he heard a faint sound next to him. He turned his head, and his mask collided with a wall, scraping the paint.
Gabriel cursed under his breath. He was not a man who usually used foul language, but after so many battles with monsters, the thing that had finally scratched the white surface was a wall. And a wall that had suddenly appeared at that.
Gabriel burst to his feet as he realized the wall cut off Barnes’s way back. “Barnes?” he called, punching the wall with his fist. “Barnes, can you hear me?”
Brussel Sprouts
#AnduthForever (💕)
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