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"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

"Oh…" lyle mumbled, wondering if he had offended Yata in any way, he told himself mentally to find out what topics were allowed to be casually conversed, to him it was ashame that phobias went out of the window, seeing as to him, he knew of a few souls who, because of how cheerful their nature was, even though they were dead, would have found this place horrible.It was unfortunate thay he had to visit this place under unknown pretences, he imagined if it were just a place to visit, that it might be quite nice. Lyle perked up at the mention of his rowing oar “I ferry souls across to their final resting place” He shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck he starts to mumble ”I was only given that single oar… it was what I was created for so it is important”

Lyle watched with a blank face as the soul before him went silent, small and insignificant emotions runnig through their face, Lyle wondered if he'd said something wrong, yet again, but soon after decided the soul was having an internal talk. "Hnn~..." Lyle replied in agreement, he knew that the soul's medicine must have been as important as his own oar if it was to be taken from them so he thought that it was a suitable option.

Why does sight depict the situation? [Open]

thestormandtheswordsman:

Following Joel, Lyle observed the view surrounding them, he could see walls around, what he assumed was the edge of the theme park, all the way around and up into the sky until the faint mist obscured his view, he ran a hand through his hair, it really was different from his home but he kind of liked it. He was sure that he would enjoy it more if he was not being held against his will, but he didn't care that much, he was not in control of his own fate, so why be upset with things that are not in his control. Lyle wondered what the large wheel like structure was, held up by supports but seemingly floating in the air, he knew the very basic concept of a theme park, it was where living sould went to have fun, but he couldn't extend his knowledge further, not having the time or resources. "What is it?" He mumbled, handing out another obol.

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

Lyle nodded, he guessed that it would make sense, but to him, the unknown is nothing to fear, he remembered all of the times where he had ferried along souls who were terrified of what was on the other side of the river, it to him seemed illogical, as at many points in a souls life they are forced into situations where they have to face unknowns. Watching Yata’s face turn sour at their reveal of their fear of sharp objects Lyle tilted his head, to him, for a living soul, sharp objects weren’t irrational “Fearing sharp objects is not irrational… It makes sense that some extreme aversion would be hard-wired into certain people, and for you, your fear of sharp objects is what would have kept ancestors safe in previous generations.” Realising that he had said so much, he took his hands out of their pockets and started playing with his bandages, knowing that he shouldn’t have said too much, he had always concidered overtalking unnecassary an unwanted and there he was, spewing words as if he were a river. Snapping back to Yata, he nodded slowly “Not.” He shrugged, looking down.

"Oh..." lyle mumbled, wondering if he had offended Yata in any way, he told himself mentally to find out what topics were allowed to be casually conversed, to him it was ashame that phobias went out of the window, seeing as to him, he knew of a few souls who, because of how cheerful their nature was, even though they were dead, would have found this place horrible.It was unfortunate thay he had to visit this place under unknown pretences, he imagined if it were just a place to vitit, that it might be quite nice. Lyle perked up at the mention of his rowing oar "I ferry souls across to their final resting place" He shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck he starts to mumble "I was only given that single oar... it was what I was created for so it is important"

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

Lyle shrugged, he didn’t know why eveyone was so upset, or as he had seen with this soul, negative in the least, even though he knew he couldn’t count on outside factors, he was still in control of what he could do, and that was all that mattered, outside factors were not in their control, so he should enjoy what he could, after all it was a learning oppertunity. Still he held his hand to the collar and wondered what kind of soul would collect different ould, there was no purpose that he could see. Lyle didn’t know how to comfort souls, he couldn’t comfort anybody, so he tried to diverge the topic “Why are living souls so fearful of the unknown?” He always thought that fears and phobias were an interesting topic and seeing as they had an understanding he asked another question. "What do you fear most Yata?"

Lyle nodded, he guessed that it would make sense, but to him, the unknown is nothing to fear, he remembered all of the times where he had ferried along souls who were terrified of what was on the other side of the river, it to him seemed illogical, as at many points in a sould life they are forced into situations where they have to face unknowns. Watching Yata's face turn sour at their reveal of their fear of sharp objects Lyle tilted his head, to him, for a living sould, sharp objects weren't irrational "Fearing sharp objects is not irrational... It makes sense that some extreme aversion would be hard-wired into certain people, and for you, your fear of sharp objects is what would have kept ancestors safe in previous genarations." Realising that he had said so much, he took his hands out of their pockets and started playing with his bandages, knowing that he shouldn't have said too much, he had always concidered overtalking unnecassary an unwanted and there he was, spewing words as if he were a river. Snapping back to Yata, he nodded slowly "Not." He shrugged, looking down.

Why does sight depict the situation? [Open]

Walking silently behind Joel, Lyle took the time to memorise the rout that they had taken, down the path, past the drink shack that The soul before him had seemed as though he was trying to ignore it most lamely and down to a rather bushy patch of shrubbery. "How long did it take to make this?" Lyle asked nobody in particular, he wanted to be able to speak out loud, freely without somebody there to answer him, but didn't want to leave the company of the newly aquainted soul. "Let's head towards that?" He asked in a small voice, pointing at a ferris wheel, he looked and realised he has pointed with his left hand, wrapped up in it's usual bandages he felt vulnerable with it out, and hid it back in his pocket keeping a stoic face.

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

"Fun…" Lyle mumbled he wondered what the definition of fun was, and why a theme park was concidered fun, he was slightly sadened to know that most theme parks didn’t look like the one they were currently looking around in, he thought the way that it looked was fine, slightly offputting for the average living soul, but they were always so joyous and full of energy it was hard for him to know what they liked. "I think it looks… fun" He said quietly, the dull muted colours reminded him of home, and to him it looked fun, a new place to learn about that hopefully wouldn’t end in much fright. Lyle wondered why people would spend time with their family and friends if there was work to do, places to see and subjects to learn about, although the theme park looked enjoyable, it also looked counter-productive and slightly frivalous.

Lyle shrugged, he didn't know why eveyone was so upset, or as he had seen with this soul, negative in the least, even though he knew he couldn't count on outside factors, he was still in control of what he could do, and that was all that mattered, outside factors were not in their control, so he should enjoy what he could, after all it was a learning oppertunity. Still he held his hand to the collar and wondered what kind of soul would collect different ould, there was no purpose that he could see. Lyle didn't know how to comfort souls, he couldn't comfort anybody, so he tried to diverge the topic "Why are living souls so fearful of the unknown?" He always thought that fears and phobias were an interesting topic and seeing as they had an understanding he asked another question. "What do you fear most Yata?"

Why does sight depict the situation? [Open]

thestormandtheswordsman:

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

Lyle kept his face blank at the souls frown in responce to his question, he wondered if the living soul had been offended when Lyle has asked fo the exchange of information rather then a payment but quickly shrugged it off when Yata’s replies indicated that they didn’t understand the question. Lyle wondered if he should have used slang instead of his usual terminology, he knew that it sometimes confused the sould he had helped pass, and so decided to try and change it, for better understanding. "Hnn~…" Lyle murmured in reply to Yata’s response, it was odd that offering were not required for knowledge, but he decided to oblige for the time being, as to not upset the friendly soul. "Why do livi- people go to ‘theme parks’?"

"Fun..." Lyle mumbled he wondered what the definition of fun was, and why a theme park was concidered fun, he was slightly sadened to know that most theme parks didn't look like the one they were currently looking around in, he thought the way that it looked was fine, slightly offputting for the average living soul, but they were always so joyous and full of energy it was hard for him to know what they liked. "I think it looks... fun" He said quietly, the dull muted colours reminded him of home, and to him it looked fun, a new place to learn about that hopefully wouldn't end in much fright. Lyle wondered why people would spend time with their family and friends if there was work to do, places to see and subjects to learn about, although the theme park looked enjoyable, it also looked counter-productive and slightly frivalous.

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

Lyle touched the metal collar around his neck as Yata was talking, he wondered what purpose it would serve to forcefully shift ones ground and take their belongings, but didn’t voice his question, as he had done so many times before he nodded in agreement to the souls question. He thought it was a good idea that they should try to get a bearing of their surroundings, ‘for purposes that may come in later in time’ he thought to himself while letting out a little smile, he assured himself that was the reason behind walking off with this soul, instead of his burning curiosity to learn about the ‘theme park’ and why living souls liked it so much. "Indeed…" He murmured sticking his hands in his pockets, he knew that the upperland was different from his home in many ways and he wished to know more, but it begged the question, how was he suppost to give payment to this soul, Yata, if he knew not the currency in which the exchange was made. He hoped that he could exchange knowledge for knowledge and so asked him “Yata will you accpet the exchangel of knowledge for the purpose of understanding?

Lyle kept his face blank at the souls frown in responce to his question, he wondered if the living soul had been offended when Lyle has asked fo the exchange of information rather then a payment but quickly shrugged it off when Yata's replies indicated that they didn't understand the question. Lyle wondered if he should have used slang instead of his usual terminology, he knew that it sometimes confused the sould he had helped pass, and so decided to try and change it, for better understanding. "Hnn~..." Lyle murmured in reply to Yata's response, it was odd that offering were not required for knowledge, but he decided to oblige for the time being, as to not upset the friendly soul. "Why do livi- people go to 'theme parks'?"

Why does sight depict the situation? [Open]

thestormandtheswordsman:

Lyle opened his mouth, to ask if he could walk around with joel, but nothing had come out, he'd never asked if he could do something with somebody, he was used to being alone and in control, and this new situation didn't allow for that. Lyle strached his head, he really didn't want to be alone with sleeping strangers without anything to defend himself, at least he knew that if he stayed with this living soul, he would not have to intoduce himself or hand out much more money for the exchange of knowledge. "C-can I come?" He murmured, embrassed that he had to ask, feeling that it was weak while handing the soul another obol.

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

Lyle touched the metal collar around his neck as Yata was talking, he wondered what purpose it would serve to forcefully shift ones ground and take their belongings, but didn't voice his question, as he had done so many times before he nodded in agreement to the souls question. He thought it was a good idea that they should try to get a bearing of their surroundings, 'for purposes that may come in later in time' he thought to himself while letting out a little smile, he assured himself that was the reason behind walking off with this soul, instead of his burning curiosity to learn about the 'theme park' and why living souls liked it so much. "Indeed..." He murmured sticking his hands in his pockets, he knew that the upperland was different from his home in many ways and he wished to know more, but it begged the question, how was he suppost to give payment to this soul, Yata, if he knew not the currency in which the exchange was made. He hoped that he could exchange knowledge for knowledge and so asked him "Yata will you accpet the exchangel of knowledge for the purpose of understanding?

Icey Start {Lyle & Aiden}

Lyle blinked as the soul came closer to him, feeling confused at the slang terms and unfamiliar sentence structures that the living soul was using he tilted his head slightly, as if trying to recall other times where he's had to ferry souls across who also used unfamiliar terminology. Lyle looked at the sould hand before standing up by himself, he found it strange that the living soul before him did not present payment in his hand, but thought to himself that if he was in the upperland, customs might be different, he tied to convince himself that a hand held out and a question about his health should rectify in this strange circumstance, but it did not incite him. "Hnn~..." He murmered, he flexed his arms and he did not seem to be injured of the sort, he wondered if the living soul before him would accept an offering from him for lnowledge, he tried it. "Are we in the upperland?"

Why does sight depict the situation? [Open]

thestormandtheswordsman:

Lyle did not know much about spell books, or about the people who used them, warlocks and witches passed on through different means than the service he provided, he could remember being told about it once, but it musn't have been vey interesting otherwise he would have recalled it. Lyle was glad that Joel accepted his payment, he was once told that some worlds didn't use payment when in need of knowledge, which he thought it was stupid as free information could be wrong and was not of the custom that he's grown up knowing. Lyle wished to know more about the upperlands and their strange customs, he nodded to himself to be reminded that he should seek to find out about the upperlands and the living souls in few questions, after all he only has a pocket full of obols that he could use.

"What kind of day is this!?" [Yata and Lyle]

Lyle let slip a small smile at the quickly changing emotions of the soul infront of him, it was slightly refreshing to see flitting feeling spread across a living souls face that were more then anger or despair. At the mention of medication Lyle let out a visible 'Hnn~' He was only told about it by his mentors, and that was just the fact that living sould used it to prevent the inevitability of their death, 'was that what Yata meant by it keeping them safe' he thought. "Indeed, my rowing oar, it has a lamp which is important." it was very important to him, for it lit the path figurativly and literally for the dead souls which he ferried across the river. He decided not to ask for payment until he knew what it was that Yata used for payment, lest he seem rude in asking for something that the soul before him was not customed to give.

Lyle opened one eye, it had seemed as though he had awoken in an unfamiliar place, he felt the coolness around him before he gained movement and use of his body, it was an odd feeling. Opening the other eye he turned his head slightly to the left, looking around he could see unfamiliar faces and forms around him in what looked like a main enterance to something, he pulled his sleeve down past his left hand and sat up slowly. "Hnnn~…" He mumbled, seeing other various forms asleep looking slightly dead, as if they were stuck in their own minds, he wondered if he was a more timid person that he might be cowering in fear of the unknown situation he was forced into. Moving his position onto his knees he started flexing his arms, finding nothing wrong with them he was questioning if he was in a strange dimention or the upperworld, he looked around and saw the dismal atmosphere and nodded slightly in approval. He wanted to know if anybody knew the circumstances to which they were all there, but knew he had nothing to give them for the ability to ask the question so sat still, and looked at each person, he saw one was currently awake and looked at him waiting for the other person to do something.

Why does sight depict the situation? [Open]

Lyle wondered about the curiosities that the soul Joel spoke of but answered his question. "My oar, it has my lamp attached, I need it to light and pathe the way for the dead" Lyle replied, wondering it everybody, unconscious and not had something missing from their posession.  Lyle was curious about the book and decided to indulge himself, hoping that the soul would not refuse his payment for knowledge of the book. He took an obol out of his pocket and presented it to Joel after asking "I wish to know more about your book possession"