#frcmscratch

Julien scoffs loudly. The noise pierces through the calm ambiance of the dark forest that surrounds them. The knight sits at the edge of the fire's sputtering light, his arms crossed. He hasn't been trying to hide his staring, quite the opposite. The massacre at his family's estate is fresh in his mind. He's looking for a fight.

in his hands are two spell glyphs, and for a brief moment they weigh as much as they did when standing in the upper floor of the seven stars. he holds out the first one towards @frcmscratch. “ this one should fend off an attack, if something goes wrong. ” murray made that one, while the second holds a much more recent spell he discovered in front of a mirror.

“ this— ” and he holds the second glyph towards @davin0s. “ can physically alter your appearance and voice for an hour. it's not an illusion someone can see through. ” none of them want to bring attention to julien's return yet. and this was the best azune could come up with.

this was the familiar part; the contingency plans laid out beforehand, trying to prepare for everything that might go wrong in the evening. it's the personal that sends him spinning, like hal's generous offer prior.

his laugh is a bitter, wretched, tired thing. "yes. i do. i always do." is that not what kyungsoo exists for, the entire reason he is brought back with cass? what use is he without his sword?

[ TO : Babel 🥰] good morning 😘

cameron has watched others do just that on a terrifyingly literal level. a life's worth of belongings carried in a satchel torn and crudely repaired with whatever lay to hand — if they had belongings besides the clothes upon their backs and the boots on their feet. he knows the look; he knows the feeling. he knows too that that resiliency defies all odds. sometimes, a bootstring is all it takes.

he stretches his back in the silence he does not hasten — despite his usual tendencies — to fill. ❛ now, don't take this the wrong way, ❜ — oh, what an ominous start to a thought that is! — ❛ 'cause I haven't thought this through, and I'm usually wrong... but what would happen if you didn't? if you let go? ❜

cam's no philosopher: he hasn't the words to explain, only instinct born of experience. ❛ now I don't mean give up, but from all I've heard I don't know that there's a chance of preserving the way things were. at what point do we just... make a new shoe? ❜ and there the metaphor disintegrates, and really cam ought to have left it alone from the start. he brushes it off with a erratic wave of his hand. ❛ forget the shoe thing. ❜

sprawled upon his back, alo.gar is quite certain he's lost at least one metaphorical limb: his pride. he plays it as nonchalance when he waves away an offered hand to help him rise, but really he seeks to buy himself a moment longer to catch the wind knocked from his lungs.

in his defense, he attempts to reason as balm to his wounded ego, no degree of sure-footedness could have spared someone the effects of gravity if the slope gave out as it had beneath him. alogar merely had the misfortune of being the one to go first.

still.

❛ am I? I'm not so sure. ❜ he stifles a groan as he clambers finally to his feet, feeling the bruises sure to show by the morning. ❛ we are not never mentioning this again. ever. to anyone. and if you dare... ❜

jovejovejovejove!!!! look we may not have same fandom/setting/vibes braincell rn but there's a reason i will follow any blog u make and it is entirely bc of the thought and creativity that goes into ur muses. all of them. across the board. and while i solidly Do Not Go Here i am always vicariously living thru ur excitement and passion for the dnd worlds and content and vibes that u are consuming and being consumed by whenever they occur, and frankly i just enjoy sitting here and watching babel Unfold on the dash in whatever capacity that comes

there is no circumstance in which i am not full of big gay love and adoration for u and i take great solace in the knowledge that sometimes the wind blows and curses u (affectionate) w the chaz/phil vibe like it does me. kisses and smooches always <3