1. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Something about the smile had the young man flinch. A nervous titter of laughter there after. "A real apricot, huh?" he scratched the back of his head. He knew his way around fruit snacks. Nod. Packed his flute and grabbed up his ruck. "No raisins, got it," she started laughing, and he just...
  2. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    A huff like a bellows pump between breath being caught. "Can't say I blame her," his hands hooked at the blue sash at his waist. His tusks gleamed bright. "Few things in the world worse than good bread gone to waste," he grinned, like he'd eat her himself if he'd been Marcy. All in good fun...
  3. Roki

    Open Hope is the Thing with Feathers

    "A spirit?" he asked, head popped up, eyes of candle-glow pointed at the golden haired syr. "Aren't they just like, animals?" he asked, brow quirked. "Sept they can talk, and pull on the shroud, and do all kinds of weird things," his eyes seemed to buzz, and his shoulders set to shake. Paused a...
  4. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Thank you... A laugh, all tusk and bright eyes. "Ain't nothing to it!" he shout out, as arms and legs pumped the to whir and ride of Lirynk's wheel and crank. A leaf in the wind. A bright flame stirred by the breeze. As one went higher, the other followed. For the fun of it and the flow...
  5. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    Roki watched as Dove made away. Blinked. What had just happened? His eyes scanned down to his chest. Palm flat against where delicate hand had traced lines across him. Up his neck, to the side of his head. Through his hair one last. Most strange of all was the smile. While he had been...
  6. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    A laugh. Bright as the flute came twirl behind him. Caught at the small of his back. He stood and set the instrument down upon the old keg that had been his seat. "Here I'd hoped to learn a new step," he said, bright eyed as he took the hand offered. The news of his family did not phase him...
  7. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    Come the join of a third, and the musicians smiled the brighter. A voice more belted than song, but full of heart so infectious it caught in the turn of the wheel, and the push of the lungs turned to flutes sweet song. The notes the brighter and prouder that they had been given voice to follow...
  8. Roki

    Private Wind in the Woods

    "See, when you turn the crank," sound spilled from the wooden box like steam from a kettle. Wavered and droned near to whistle, but stayed in its honeyed hum. "The wheel makes the strings sing," puffy eyed and Lirynk said beneath his mop of silvered grey. "And your fingers," with his knobby...
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  9. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    It was something like a dream. One she was gentle to tend him out of. A guiding hand and a careful tone, as words were put to her ministrations, and the cold fear that had been there, turned to cool and flowing calm. A river, and Dove had been a sunbaked stone to which he could cling to. If just...
  10. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    With bated breath, Roki watched Dove make ready, and odd thought popped into his head. Was she making a nest? His face flushed warm all the way up to the points of his ears at that. Then she tugged at him. Welcomed him unto her lap. His eyes felt double wide, and his chest felt hollowed out...
  11. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    He wanted to tell himself all the ways he had failed to be brave. That he could have and should have done better. Was hard to do when she set those eyes on him. Like she could see right through him. Down to those parts he didn't want anyone to see. Didn't feel so bad that it was her though...
  12. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    His eyes were wide and open windows that lead to far off places. Red with knives and nightmares turned flesh. "No," he said flatly. Shook it away as he turned his head. Made himself laugh as he fanned the worry with a hand. Drank his tea. Took a bite. Still felt it there beneath the surface...
  13. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    A real chorus then. He found himself thinking, which spurred on his wonder. Did they all look like her? Their feathers and hair as pale and gold as the dawn beams themselves? Did they all turn grey? To take in the hate. "A harpist?" he sounded too curios. Eyes bright as they flit to her with...
  14. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    Roki sat, eyes wide as he watched her sing. Soft and quiet as her voice was. It carried through the chill morning air. Danced with the steam of their cups. And almost got lost in the clatter and clink of the dishes. But he had good ears. The song came to an end, and Roki found himself leaning...
  15. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    Come the clink of the cup, and the fresh cream, he nod and gave his thanks. Looked to Dove again. Smiled at her story. Lingered with the sight of her. "Well that's a lovely," he said with a bit more hush. "Mighty fine being part of a chorus, I think," he nod, and took a spoonful of cream...
  16. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    "Thank you kindly, Miss," he said as the jam and bread were passed on over. He stepped to the bar, and took the jam into one of his hands. His earthy green fingers paid compliment to the deep red of strawberries. Almost the same color as his tunic. "The tea smells divine," he said out loud, as...
  17. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    There came a softness to the bright curl of Roki's smile. Aye, she had promised, hadn't she? Come the offer for breakfast, and Roki gave a sheepish laugh as he curled into himself. Wide hands fanned away the kind offerings, as if to put out a small fire. "No, no, I wouldn't want to ruin any...
  18. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    He was left in a wake of cold blues and purples as he watched her away. The fire at his back, warm with each jump of its golden arms and wave of its red fingers. Almost inviting him. It was the little hisses and pops. The soft gurgle of simmering, that brought his attention back to the fire and...
  19. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    Spellbound was a way to put it. The trace of her cold touch, almost seemed to bring the heat to the surface of his skin all the quicker. The lines where she'd trailed his bones. The way her eyes looked over him, and how the fire's light played against her skin, like sun come off morning dew. It...
  20. Roki

    Private To entertain whimsy

    Roki stared at it wide eyed as he sat. Blinked. Mind emptied of all the things he thought he needed to do to help. To heal. "Oh," he said, voice a hollow knock. He frowned some. Looked away. Embarrassed at himself. But, he looked back into her deep cherry brown eyes. "I'm sorry," he said easy...
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