07-11-2018, 07:31 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"]Soft tunes seemed to hang in the air even as Lirim finished, echoing around them in a way that was not quite natural. It was one thing to have noise bounce off of nearby obstacles... a completely different matter to have the song hang remain in one spot, as if it was loathe to fade into nonexistence. Still, eventually the soft, peculiar noise faded, leaving behind a silence that might have been even worse with it's sudden heaviness.
A beat passed, then two, and just as it seemed Lirim would not speak at all their jaws opened, voice deep and hushed, reverberating with a strange power despite it being hardly over a low murmur.
"Hello," there was a pause, memories flooding their system as the age-old reflex bubbled up in their throat, an automatic response of 'Lirim Break, joining' echoing through their head for a good few seconds before finally fading away into nonexistence, only a ringing left behind in their ears. "I am mostly just passing by, actually. I am a wanderer, looking for a place to stay for as long as that place would have me."
They weren't here to join, those days had been abandoned long ago. Loyalties were frivolous, and knowing their nature and their past... it would be a miracle if they stayed here long enough to warrant recognition. Their gaze slid briefly to Gordon, something like recognition flickering in their eyes, but they voiced nothing of their thoughts, keeping them firmly to themselves. What had happened in the old world had not translated perfectly into this one. This was something new and untouched, and they were keen on keeping it that way.
Perhaps they knew the old Gordon, the Gordon of their memories, but this was not the same one. This was the version that was their reality now, and nothing of her past was as it had been before. So their gaze, although lingering on her briefly, eventually fell back to Warringkingdoms, expectant but patient as they awaited her response.
A beat passed, then two, and just as it seemed Lirim would not speak at all their jaws opened, voice deep and hushed, reverberating with a strange power despite it being hardly over a low murmur.
"Hello," there was a pause, memories flooding their system as the age-old reflex bubbled up in their throat, an automatic response of 'Lirim Break, joining' echoing through their head for a good few seconds before finally fading away into nonexistence, only a ringing left behind in their ears. "I am mostly just passing by, actually. I am a wanderer, looking for a place to stay for as long as that place would have me."
They weren't here to join, those days had been abandoned long ago. Loyalties were frivolous, and knowing their nature and their past... it would be a miracle if they stayed here long enough to warrant recognition. Their gaze slid briefly to Gordon, something like recognition flickering in their eyes, but they voiced nothing of their thoughts, keeping them firmly to themselves. What had happened in the old world had not translated perfectly into this one. This was something new and untouched, and they were keen on keeping it that way.
Perhaps they knew the old Gordon, the Gordon of their memories, but this was not the same one. This was the version that was their reality now, and nothing of her past was as it had been before. So their gaze, although lingering on her briefly, eventually fell back to Warringkingdoms, expectant but patient as they awaited her response.
♔ — I want brimstone in my garden