"So, what shall we do now? Is it to early to tr to speak to the Sherrif again? Maybe try to inspect the past victims, which might be better without anyone being forewarned that we are to do so? We could pick up some things for Mother, . . ." as he stands to clean his plate off and grab that list she had pointed out earlier, "at the market. Any other idea?"
Understanding a little more what her issue is, "I'm sorry, my sister. But maybe you are not seeing the bright side? Your innocence might be a great boon in getting others to trust you, and you where always someone worth trusting with importance. Your seeming age might also help the childrent to relate to you, to us rather than seeing us as outsiders, and there is something of a child's soul, their spirit, that is precious, that myabe you might have a better chance of holding onto than others."
Sorry, really busy at work. I'm still here. Luminiere Solas wrote: Lumi asks Eadric and Becket, have you met Zipper yet? he has got to be the cutest little iguana i have ever seen. i met him during a nap on one of the beds here. "Zipper? I don't remember Mother letting us have pets. Where would an iguana come from around here, anyway?" Luminiere Solas wrote: Lumi asks Beckett in Celestial , brother, how old am i? i have honestly forgotten my own true age. will you assign me a number that feels appropriate to you? Not at all sure what she means, he blinks a few times, waiting for her to clarify or interject. "Are you serious?", he thinks. "Well, my sister, I honestly do not know what yor "true" age was when you came here. But I am nearly 20 now, and we are near the same age, I believe. Did you forget your birthday, sister? Or is this a riddle about dreams?", not sure what she is getting at. Eadric Cuthwulf wrote:
"So you dreamed of Zipper? Ah, I guess that explains, . . . well notin really." Just before commenting that the sweets might be driving them slightly mad, Lily pops up with her comment, and it makes the thrice-Cursed reconcider. "Little one. Who else has dreamed of, . . . Zipper?", and after thinking about it a moment, "Or more importantly, who is it that has not dreamed of Zipper? Is there anyone that is affraid of Zipper, or other dreams here?"
[oo]I guess my post last week was eaten. . .[/ooc] "Very teresting. Tell me, "sister", do you feel that our dreams often have signifigance in the world"? Not in the sense of being important as much as a latent talent for prophecy or precognition "Do you think this farm is symbolic for our home, te crops these children"?
"Greeting, my mother", as he accepts her hug in a way he wouldn't allow any other to. While having recently eaten, the Thrice Cursed doesn't resist being in her lil baby after so long away from a parent's comfort. As she finishes prepairing, I'll take note of her attempting to hide her stress behind a wall of duty, and maybe alleviate it by changing to brigher thougts. "It is so good to see you again, Miss K. So long away, and your inner light has only gotten brighter. My heart is overjoyed seeing you, this home, even speaking with a few of the children and knowing tht you are protecting and guiding them towards something great, when even the universe itself has seemed to deal them an unfair hand", he gives a gentle smile, to show that he is sincere. "My I help you? I mean it is a smal thing, but even making a simple meal can mean so much more to some people than other can ever know, and I would like to be part of that, mother".
"I do not suppose that you have spoken with Mother, to see what she has to say? I mean I would imagine that was the first thing you would have tried, but has she said anything?" A cool wind blows around us, seeming to bypass all of our layers and suck out the warmth. You might notie though that none of the trees or anything else seems affected by this out-of-place cold, possibly leaving you wit a sight feling that something is wrong.
Had a few more minutes that I thought. Taking the offered hand, "Yes, I am hear to help, if I can. Tell me, what has really been going on. I have just arrived, and have not met anyone else yet.". Nodding towards Leon as he is introuced, but subconciously wondering if he can be trusted, if he knows, and hoping that no one asks the circumstances of how he found out to come here from so far away. "I was led to believe that certain people in town are trying to get the orphanage shut down, and that seemingly random people had united in public to accuse, or rather spread the idea that Momma may have been involved. Is this true"?
Apologies. I have been so incredibly busy at work. I want to stay in this game, though I will likely have to drop out of others as I do not think I will be having a lot of free time. I didn't see a mention on any other threads, but I honestly haven't been able to even get on Paizo for more than a few seconds once or twice a day. I am about to head out again, bt I will make an effort to get on here and read through the last few posts and respond by tonight. Again, sorry for holding it all up.
With a sigh, he walks towards the two arguing men, realising that the time has come. He walks slowly, trying to undestand what is going on. Walking slowly besides Eadric, he attempts to distract the two from their anger by saying "A wise man would always ask forgiveness for offending someone. But there are indeed times when it is better to ask for it later rather than permission before", with a nod towards an old friend. "I came as soon as I, . . . heard. How is she?", looking sorrowful.
"Well, I try to help people and stay to my self, but neither are often an easy task. I try to just live, investigate bad things, and get rid of them if I can." "Maybe it is time that I go back and deal with my past after all. After we eat, I mean. Would you take me to the others? I am not sure it is wise to attempt to hide any longer if there are friends and allies present."
"I did indeed. What I mean is, I do not want Momma K or most people that live here to know just yet. But I also didn't know some of my "brothers" and "sisters" where already here. I just do not want her to get hurt is all. It is a bit complicated, and I am sure you hate when grown-ups say that", with a smile. "When I was just a little bit older than you, somethig began doing terrible things to me. I didn't have a guardian angel, well except Momma K. But something she couldn't help with was very mean to me, and I didn't have any choice but to leave. Remember how those children where mean to you for not having a "real" mother. People are a lot meaner to me for something like that. If they know that I am here to help and remember me from before, they might try to use that to hurt Momma K. That is what I do not want. But these other people, I think are my friends, and I do not think they would act that way. Does that make any sense to you?"
"I just do not wish to cause her or anyone more trouble until I know exactly what is going on. Maybe I can find out who is really behind this, but if people know that amhere to help her, they may not tell me the truth. For example, those boys back there. If I where to have asked them what they thought about what may happen to the ophans, yesterday, they might give me a little trouble, but probably tell me something useful at the same time. Mr. So-and-So will take them in, or try to convert the land into a school, or somethng like that. But, if they new I was going to try to help her, and she raised me becuase I don't have a father or mother, they would probably just try to be mean and pick on me. Also, I am hoping that there may be other here that want to help. It should be easier to identify those who seriously want to help Momma K if few people know that I am here for that as well. Some people may say they want to help you and her, when they really do not, and we must show wisdom and patience to find out which people are which."
Continueing to walk, paying extra attention to the boy's body language to see what sort of emotions are going on in his head, "Who is it that accusses her, and of what? What is it that they say she did?" After giving the boy time to answer,
"Maybe you have a guardian angel? I just know what it is like to be tormented for things you can not control. I have just arrived here. Tell me young one, are you hungry? I'm buying if you can show a stranger a good place to eat, and tell me what is going on here with Mother K." let me know if you need a Bluff and/or a Diplomacy check.
At fisrt unsure if the all to familiar taunting (part of Haunted curse) is directed at me by unseen spirits or angels, I look about in exasperation before realizing that this is directed at someone else. "The cruelty of the Powers-That-Be can only be matched by the cruel arrogance of the youth turning on their own", in empathy for the victim. I will, hesitantly, call on a minor aspect of my curse to try to bolster the child being bullied and drive away the others, (Ghost Sound somewhere down the allyway, Will DC 13). "Don't believes these fools, my child, you are destined for greatness. Do what is right and you will be protected!"
I am good to go. I have not been able to write much of a background, but essentually was thinking the she was one of the few people to truely show any sort of love to me and gave me a shred of faith in people. I view my powers as both a curse and a temptation to slide into evil, so only use them to save lives, but absolutely detest undead. I do not understand why the deities would do something like this to a person, but I attempt to use it for good when I can and not get burned as a witch or necromancer when I can. |