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Date: 2016-02-25 01:18 am (UTC)>bring a coat? it's
>it's colder than i thought
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Date: 2016-02-25 03:49 am (UTC)My senses have all improved since my arrival here, but I find that taking on that animal form of mine has the best results.
[His stare lasts a few seconds longer, enough for Ryan to send whatever reply he wants to Mattias before he turns around.] Shall we, then?
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Date: 2016-02-25 09:32 pm (UTC)Just as long as I don't have to carry you, alright?
[He worries at his lip as he reads Mattias's response, typing out one more before he closes the laptop.] Try to stay warm, Mattias. [Then he's on his feet again, tucking the device under his arm as he heads to grab his things-- Ryan pulls on one coat, packs another, and starts quickly folding up a blanket.]
He says it's cold. Figure we ought to bring a couple extra things.
[But he doesn't take long, gesturing to the door when he's finished.] After you.
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Date: 2016-02-25 10:02 pm (UTC)[He scoffs at the comment on needing to carry him, allowing Ryan to gather what's needed so they can head out. After all, he can't have his hands full when they're out the door. The streets are clear, and Oren takes the time to transform.
Some have no issue with this part, but to Oren, it's still not completely painless. The way he hunches over and shifts brings to mind the ways his bones would crack and mend with Enkythos. The act is nothing near as beautiful as the others in Ryslig he's seen change. The way his skin stretches is slow, cracking, and it takes a few moments for the form to be completed properly. Once his legs are all properly in place, he trots a few steps forward to get used to the sensation.
There's no commentary to Ryan on this. There's only a short nod in the direction Mattias had headed and a determined start forward.
The journey is long and aggravating for Oren, who's all too tempted to snap at Ryan at every chance he gets. Miraculously, he remains composed for the most part, only offering a few tense passive aggressive comments or glances as they move along. He refuses to stop, no matter what rest is needed, trotting forward with his little legs until finally, he can spot something in the distance.
It's too far to make out the detail, but he can recognize the blended colors of Mattias' form and his large wings. He's beneath a tree of some sort.]
There. [Oren speaks, his steps slowing only slightly to allow Ryan to pass. If Ryan doesn't catch the hint, Oren nudges him in the backside with his antlers.] Go to him in a hurry! I'm... not certain if my presence should be known yet.
But I'll follow. Hurry, then, he must be freezing!
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Date: 2016-02-25 10:18 pm (UTC)-if you're sure. [And quieter, as he leans down to give Oren's head a quick pat:] Thank you. For helping, I mean.
[With that, he pushes himself forward, running toward the tree with all the energy he has left; Ryan's steps slow a little as he approaches, just to be sure he doesn't startle him, and he quickly fumbles out the coat and blanket as he drops to his knees at Mattias's side. The blanket is draped over his horse half, and the jacket... well, okay, Ryan forgot about the wings. He turns it backward, holding it out for Mattias to put his arms through the sleeves so he can try to button it in the back. The whole time, a stream of words pours out, hardly letting a word in edgewise.]
I'm sorry, Mattias, I'm so sorry, I didn't think that-- are you-- no, that's a stupid question, nevermind, just... here, let's get you warmed up, alright? Put this on--
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Date: 2016-03-01 09:47 pm (UTC)As Ryan babbles apologies, exhaustion sets in. He wilts against the trunk, hugging himself and looking past Ryan as he speaks. For some reason, he wishes for him to stop. Somehow, his stream of words is more chilling than the rain.
It's a small miracle when he spots the small deer trotting in Ryan's wake. Without waiting for Ryan to pause he speaks, voice soft and words slow.]
You brought a friend?
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Date: 2016-03-04 12:48 am (UTC)At first, Oren had thought he might leave. That maybe he and Ryan could use some time alone, that somehow things could be repaired if he just stepped out of the way. But seeing him like this, he wasn't so sure Ryan alone could fix anything.
So, instead of running away, he lifts his chin. His ears flick a bit and his trot becomes a little faster, slowing only once he's in more proper earshot of Mattias and Ryan. He lingers back for now, head lowering. He'll... be careful with it. Reveal himself when it seems Mattias can handle it, perhaps.]
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Date: 2016-03-10 05:21 am (UTC)...I did, yeah.
[Ryan glances behind him and gestures to Oren, beckoning; maybe it'll help, he hopes. You can't really go wrong with small adorable animals, can you?]
Come on, you don't have to hang back like that-
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Date: 2016-03-13 12:40 am (UTC)[And a welcome distraction. There's a canyon between he and Ryan that he doesn't want to discuss. He beckons to the deer in the only way he knows how, lowering his hand to its level.]
To think, I don't usually care for animals. Where did you find him?
[As he waits for the answer, he clicks his tongue and rubs his fingers together. Maybe it'd catch the deer's attention.]
Come now, come here. I won't harm you. We're practically relatives, aren't we?
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Date: 2016-03-13 01:30 am (UTC)There's no good to come of interrupting this with reality. Instead, he gives in to the role, letting his tail flick a few times behind him as he trots over and nuzzles into Mattias' hand.
Go on, then. Distract yourself. I won't say a thing.]
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Date: 2016-03-16 07:35 am (UTC)He came along with me, on the way here.
[It isn't a lie. Not the truth, but he tells himself that at least he isn't outright fabricating things.
Ryan's not sure that makes him feel any better, though.]
Pretty cute though, huh? I just couldn't say no.
[A million questions run through his mind-- aren't you cold? Are you all right? Will you come back with me?-- but right now, he can't bring himself to ask them.]
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Date: 2016-03-18 02:47 am (UTC)[The deer's hair isn't soft. It's coarser, close to a goat's hair than a dog's or his own, but it doesn't seem to dissuade Mattias. He smiles at it, running his hand down its spine. The hair is wet and he finds himself wondering if it's cold. He offers it extra warmth, guiding it close to his own body. Well, the horse part of it.]
... but yes. It's cute.
[Soothing as well, to feel a heartbeat so close to him and the heat of another living thing. The petting is therapeutic, calming him enough that speaking to Ryan somehow seems manageable again.]
How long were you looking for me?
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Date: 2016-03-20 02:49 am (UTC)At least he'll be staying silent.]
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Date: 2016-03-21 06:42 am (UTC)...I'm not sure. I tried to follow you when you left, as far as I could go, but-- I couldn't make it far enough.
[Ryan's eyes drop to his lap, fixed on his fidgeting hands. It's hard to make eye contact when he isn't sure what he'll see on Mattias's face; he does try though, every several seconds. Glances up briefly, drops it again.]
I had to turn back and try again, I-
I'm sorry it took so long, Mattias. I worried about you the whole time.