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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 10:59:32 GMT -5
Nychus kept struggling, but it was more fits of stubbornness than anything else. His fear was giving way to his exhaustion but he fought it, he couldnft think straitche was captured. Questions flooded his mind, did the kid hear me talk? Should I say anything more? What would the kids parents do to me? He imagined he would either be skinned and eaten or maybe at best some sideshow freak. He knew what fox tasted like, which was the only thing worse than knowing how much his pelt was worth. He squirmed again at that thought, each time he struggled was noticeably weaker than the last. He was wrapped tight and his medallion was pressing against his chest not making anything more comfortable. He just couldnft admit to giving up. glet me goh he whined softly, feeling totally defeated.
(OOC: Well it was slurred and really fast so Ifm not sure it was very clear. But yeah, Nychus can talk)
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 11:02:44 GMT -5
Ashton blinked. "You can talk? So you aren't an ordinary fox..." he said softly. "Now listen, Mr. Fox, because I'm not saying it again. I'm not going to hurt you. I like foxes, i wouldn't hurt them," he said, lifting the fox up and looking it in the eyes. "So calm down."
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 11:08:51 GMT -5
Nychus clamped his mouth shutche was thinking about talking but he didnft mean to actually do that. He gulped, he didnft resist looking at the kid. He was done, too tired, the fearcthe adrenaline, all gave way to exhaustion. The great wanna be adventurer Nychus Spellcaster, cowed by a child. He whimpered. gokay,h he said softly, not wanting to look at the kid, gwhat are you going to do to me.h He dreaded the answer.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 11:12:19 GMT -5
AShton blinked. "Do? I'm gonna help. YOu're exhausted, starving, dehydrated,and you're obviously nt a fox. YOu need help," he said, setting the fox on the ground. "What's your name, anyway?" he asked, crouching down so he wasn't towering over the fox.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 11:23:19 GMT -5
Time to run he thought the instant he touched the ground. But he couldnft muster up the strength. He just sat where the kid set him, struggling to breath evenly and force his nausea awaycand why the heck was it so cold. Don't tell him your real name he thought, make something up, no reason anyone should even know I can talk. gN..Nychush he said, gm..my name is Nychus.h
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 11:27:33 GMT -5
Ashton sat down. "So, what are you, anyway? and why are you a fox? Is it 'cause of that thingy?" he asked, pointing at the medallion.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 11:34:36 GMT -5
Nychus shuffled over until he was able to lean against the wall. He closed his eyes tight, trying to concentrate on his breathing. gi..itfs magiccI canft lose it. I was hunting...and I couldnft find anything. So, I used magich He said, in huffs between breaths. It really was hard to concentrate for some reason.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 11:37:04 GMT -5
"are you ok?" ashton asked, concerned.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 11:42:08 GMT -5
"yeah, I'm fine" Nychus said, slumping down on his side, "I'm fine" he let out again in more of a whisper. "fine....."
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 11:44:17 GMT -5
AShton was alarmed. "No you're not," he said, scooping Nychus up. Help...I need help... he thought frantically. Then he remembered the strange person who had come to the door. "Maybe Ms. Tatters can help..." he said softly. He walked back to the door, glancing down at Nychus frequently.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 11:53:05 GMT -5
Nychus didnft resist, he didnft say anything, he barely even felt the boy pick him up. He was hungry, very cold, and desperately thirsty but for some reason just wanted to sleep. The boy was warm and he couldnft help but nestle closer to him as he slowly slipped out of consciousness. (OOC: And with that I must go to bed. 2:00am here. Ifll try to get back on tomorrow morning. Your evening.)
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 11:57:30 GMT -5
Ashton stopped in his tracks. He needs water and food. Thnak Drisana we are near a river, aAshton realized. He ran up the steps and to the river. He sat down and gently put Nychus on the ground, his nose nearly touching the water. "Drink. You'll feel better," Ashton pleaded softly, watching Nychus.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 16, 2006 12:28:10 GMT -5
"Hmm..." Tatters continued taking down the new information- talking foxes, dragons, and old-children, oh my! She would like to help, she truly would, but she had interferred far too much allready. She hated this part of the job. They had allready spoken to her, so she needed to figure out some handy plot device that would allow her to go unnoticed in the scheme of things.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 19:10:23 GMT -5
Nychus opened his eyes, so thatfs what cold running water smells like He thought, struggling to sit up, his muscles aching from the strain of trying to get away. It then occurred to him that he didnft know how to drink. Up until now he was using his water skin kind of like a bottle, well, at least until the skin was empty.
He remembered seeing cats and dogs lick the water, but never really paid much attention to it. He gave a sidelong glance at the kid then leaned over and licked at the water a few times, cool, refreshing, but ultimately ineffective. Great, he thought, face burning with embarrassed, just great, I canft even drink water.
He closed his mouth like he did over the water skin and dipped his snout in the water, trying to suck it up. Instantly he pulled his face out, sneezing and sputtering and pawing at the irritation of water up his nose.
He gave another sidelong glance at the kid then tried lowering his entire head into the water, he felt extremely silly, but once his lower jaw was submerged water flowed and he drank heavily. A little too heavy, and it threatened to shock his system, but it was refreshing. He pulled his head out, coughed and sputtered a little, backed up a pace or two, then plopped down on his side, closing his eyes and breathing heavily. gthanksh he whispered
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 19:23:36 GMT -5
Ashton watched, making sure he didn't fall in. When Nychus lay back down, Ashton stood. "Stay here. I'll be right back," he said, walking over to Tatters. "Excuse me, Ms. Tatters, but do you have any food? My friend needs to eat," he said, tugging on her sleeve hesitantly. then he remembered that Rolf had offered him to help himself to his food. "Oh, nevermind. I know where i can get some," he told her, running inside. he ran to the kitchen and got some meat from it. Then, he ran back to the river and sat it beside Nychus. "here. Eat," he said.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 19:32:34 GMT -5
Nychus didnft have to be told twice, he was starting to like this kid. He bit down on the meat, and held it down with his paws while tearing chunks out. He figured out days ago that he didnft need to chew that much, just tear and swallow, but it still felt odd doing it. It was good, he could have sworn it was the best food he had ever had in his life, he didnft stop until the food was all gone, then looked up at the kid. gIs there any more?h He asked, trying not to sound pleading.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 19:34:27 GMT -5
Ashton nodded. "can you walk?" he asked, standing up. He hoped Rolf wouldn't mind...
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 19:48:10 GMT -5
gumc.yeah, Ifm just tired.h Nychus mumbled. His muscles ached as he stood, but he did feel better. He wouldnft be able to outrun anything, but he wasnft even considering it. Each stepped was forced but he didnft care, he really didnft want to be carried anywhere. He slowly walked behind the kid, head lowered, ears down, and tail draggingcstill feeling defeated. He glanced fearfully at the bigger people still chatting in the field and walked a little closer to the kid. gwhatfs your name?h he asked softly.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 19:52:53 GMT -5
"I'm Ashton. I'm 10," Ashton said proudly, in the way of little kids. He led Nychus downstairs, waving to Ms. Tatters as he did. "The kitchen is this way," he said, walking to it.
(OOC:Have you ever asked a kid how old he was, and he answered like it was the greatest moment of his life to turn that old? yes, that would be how Ashton said it. While he may seem uncannily mature at times, he is 10. >^_^<)
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 16, 2006 19:57:08 GMT -5
Tatters was in the midst of a quandary. She needed to record the story. That was her job. It was important that she kept out of it. Out of sight, out of mind. In fact, as far as most people knew, she didn't exist. But if she didn't exist, how could she be recording, and if she wasn't recording, the story would go unheeded, and if the story went unheeded, no lessons would be learned, and if no lessons were learned, she would not exist. And so on.
She wasn't supposed to interfere. Not even supposed to be part of the story- but it was too late for that, now, wasn't it? Indeed. She had allready burst in on the story, so she had become part of it. Therefore, she was self-narrating? Ugh, this was confusing. First day in this world, in a while, to. Things had changed quite a bit...
That must have meant the same rules did not apply. Bweheheheh. She whirled her way over to the child, and the fox, and said, in a voice that sounded like the wind through reeds, "Hullo. The fox-thing is very, very tired. D'ya know that? 'Needs rest, he does. Hello, fox-person."
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 19:59:35 GMT -5
Ashton stood in front of Nychus protectively. "he needs food first," Ashton said firmly, crossing his arms.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 20:05:52 GMT -5
gNice to meet you Ashtonh Nychus said as he got up from the stream. great, beaten by a ten year old He thought, ears drooping lower, if that was possible. He followed until the kitchen door and looked to see how high the doorknob was. He backed away from tatters and thought maybe he'd just let himself into the kitchen. He propped himself on the door, trying to reach the door knob. It wasnft hard to reach it, depending on the angle he was with the door, so he bit the door knob and tried to twist. All he did was get it wet. He backed off to let the child handle the difficult task.
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 16, 2006 20:10:19 GMT -5
Tatters grinned sheepishly, and backed off. Yeesh. Light a match at me, why dontcha? Still, she was glad that the kid had authority about him. It was allways a good thing, and he might even become a protagonist.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 20:15:31 GMT -5
Ashton turned and opened the door to the kitchen for Nychus. "hold on and I'll get you something to eat," he said, walking inside. "Ms. Tatters, can you help me find some meat for my fox-friend?" he asked, not sure if Nychus wanted his name known or not.
(OOC:What, and if he had been 8 like you originally thought, Nychus, that would be better? >^_^<)
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Post by Scarecrow on Apr 16, 2006 20:19:04 GMT -5
Tatters grinned her signature unsettling grin. The crooked one which showed every last one of her needle like teeth. "But of course! Er... What kinda meat do foxes eat?" it was unnapparent who she was directing the question to, although she couldn't possibly know that Nychus spoke.
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 20:21:25 GMT -5
Nychus stayed close to Ashton. Both in anticipation of food and fear of tatters. He figured that despite what Ashton wanted, adults authority would take precedence over a kid and Nychus still had a fear of being skinned and eaten. The fact that Tatters was so much bigger than Nychus didnft help, it made Ashtonfs size a little more comforting. (OOC: Apparently Nychus thinks it would. At this moment I think hefs content with his despaircthis is the lowest point in his life. :f( )
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 20:30:18 GMT -5
Ashton blinked. "All kinds. Rabbit and fish, mostly, but they also eat deer and other large animals if they are in wolf territory. They will scavenge wolf kills after wolves feed," he said, getting the rest of the meat that he had gotten what he had taken out side and giving it to Nychus.
(OOC:Well, Nychus doesn't have to worry about someone trying to hurt Ashton's new friend. After all, he's not half-dragon for nothing. He's much stronger than he looks.)
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Post by Stonestrike on Apr 16, 2006 20:40:20 GMT -5
It began to rain and water dripped down Rolf's face. "I'd rather not stand here and get wet so I must be off. I'll be around here if you want to talk to me later." And with that Rolf jumped back to his house and climbed inside. He walked over to where the others were talking and saw the fox. "Looks like you got a little pet there Ashton."
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Post by Daggertooth on Apr 16, 2006 20:42:39 GMT -5
Nychus dove into the meat gratefully, trying to keep his eyes on Tatters while devoting himself to the delicious food. He ate until his heart was content. His body felt warm with food, though he still shivered a bit. He wanted to asked if there was a safe place to sleep but didnft want the adults to know he could talk, Information that might get him in trouble, But how to communicate that nonverballyc
He leaned against Ashton and let out a very big yawn.
Then Rolf came in and called him a gpet.h Nychus grew angry, but at the same time didnft think he could do anything. He backed up behind Ashton, again feeling useless, embarrassed, and scared.
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Post by Wolfy on Apr 16, 2006 20:42:40 GMT -5
AShton jumped. He hoped Rolf wouldn't make him take Nychus outside. "He's not a pet. He needs help," Ashton said, staring at the floor. His wings twitched nervously.
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