AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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Relief and contentment. His body shivered at that - he wasn't feeling that. Where was it coming from? Who felt that? Well, he was relieved and he felt content. Gaze searching for the one that hadn't shown up - one of the faces that he needed to see to make sense of all of this. Biting his lip as he gazed around, worry, concern and uncertainty rocked through him. Where was Arlo? Was he alright? Why was he looking for him? He needed to set this thing straight before it continued to torment him in the echoed of his mind.
Soon eyes came upon the Vanguard, his heart squeezing in his chest and his breath catching tightly in his throat. Arlo. It gave him relief to see him, a sudden sense of crushing relief and happiness sweeping over his senses. Gaze holding to that form as it came to greet him, ears perked up and biting at his tongue in eagerness. He'd figured himself out, and he was trying to accept the strangeness within his chest. If anything, his gaze was firmly stuck to him, he was ready to figure this out fully. Then Arlo's head turned and his ears flattened as he welcomed him back. Hesitancy exploded within his chest, a sense of fear picking up. He could understand why he wouldn't be happy to see him. His gaze turned to his paws, his own ears pressed back the slightest.
He sat down, struggling with the unexplainable feeling of refusal and defeat in his chest. Rubbing a paw on his forearm awkwardly as he chased away those negative feelings. He was home, the rest could come later. He nodded towards Arlo with his signature warm smile. Surprise and happiness filled him from Fraggle's reaction to his gift. The other had liked it. His eyes would widen as Fraggle tried to encourage Arlo to approach him, jumping to his paws in shock, "Frag- Fraggle it's okay! He doesn't need to hug me. He's the Vanguard, he did enough to welcome me back." he would attempt to speak to the youth. Not that he wouldn't mind the chance to try to fix the things he made wrong.
Soon eyes came upon the Vanguard, his heart squeezing in his chest and his breath catching tightly in his throat. Arlo. It gave him relief to see him, a sudden sense of crushing relief and happiness sweeping over his senses. Gaze holding to that form as it came to greet him, ears perked up and biting at his tongue in eagerness. He'd figured himself out, and he was trying to accept the strangeness within his chest. If anything, his gaze was firmly stuck to him, he was ready to figure this out fully. Then Arlo's head turned and his ears flattened as he welcomed him back. Hesitancy exploded within his chest, a sense of fear picking up. He could understand why he wouldn't be happy to see him. His gaze turned to his paws, his own ears pressed back the slightest.
He sat down, struggling with the unexplainable feeling of refusal and defeat in his chest. Rubbing a paw on his forearm awkwardly as he chased away those negative feelings. He was home, the rest could come later. He nodded towards Arlo with his signature warm smile. Surprise and happiness filled him from Fraggle's reaction to his gift. The other had liked it. His eyes would widen as Fraggle tried to encourage Arlo to approach him, jumping to his paws in shock, "Frag- Fraggle it's okay! He doesn't need to hug me. He's the Vanguard, he did enough to welcome me back." he would attempt to speak to the youth. Not that he wouldn't mind the chance to try to fix the things he made wrong.
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