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Post by Mahrak on Jul 27, 2020 23:49:41 GMT 1
Mahrak gave another delighted laugh. Flint was such a puzzle! "Because it's a nice noise. Because it's fun. Life can't be all eating and sleeping, you know. An elf could go mad, only surviving. You've got to live too!" He put his gloves back on. "But music is done best in a group. Which is why we should have a celebration, so we all can sing and dance together. That's how it's meant to be - shared." He ruffled Longsleep's fur again, earning a muted rumble of a purr. "That said, shall we get back to the others? You fireshapers might last out here in the snow all night, but I need sleep and warmth, preferably at the same time."
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Post by Flint on Jul 28, 2020 15:18:14 GMT 1
Noise was noise, no worse or better to him. It told you things or it could be ignored. He was confused at this words, life little else than what Mahrak deemed the maddening of survival. After all he was alive or he wouldn't be here anymore. Nothing had been odd about it before coming here. Was he mad? No, not when compared to his world. Sharing of course was important but what exactly the redhead intended was beyond him. “Sure.” Giving a last glance to the stars, he put his starmap away into his ever-present backpack. “It's still odd to think that the sun will come up tomorrow again.” That hadn't been too sure in his world either, the patterns of nature disrupted.
(OOC: Let's end this soon, shall we? Can't stargaze in a cave XD)
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Post by Mahrak on Jul 28, 2020 22:31:36 GMT 1
"It's odd to know I'll wake up alongside strangers tomorrow too! I think we share that, even if we don't share music or trustworthy sunlight...yet." Grinning and all but skipping in place, Mahrak offered a hand to Flint to help him up. "It's going to be a grand adventure, learning all about such different elves! Isn't it wonderful?" Mahrak couldn't imagine other elves not being as eager to meet with and share within him as he was.
OOC: Okidoki!
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Post by Flint on Jul 29, 2020 16:36:43 GMT 1
Hard to imagine himself ever making music. Flint didn't see the point. “It's... much.” It'd been barely a day, but he suspected that at some point it'd be too much for him. At least there was enough space out here to escape some, though with more people wondering where he went, it'd be harder to just go and roam like he used to, Sapling always knowing his reasoning. He got up on his own, not ignoring the offered hand, just not used to some being there. Flint never so much as imagined meeting even one other elf, let alone multiple. Adapting was the only option.
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Post by Mahrak on Jul 29, 2020 21:54:32 GMT 1
Mahrak raised an eyebrow at Flint not taking his hand, but shrugged it off. Of all the elves he'd just gotten to know, Flint was taking the lead as the most odd of the bunch.
"Much indeed!" he agreed, deciding it best to leave it at that. Giving Longsleep another pat, he bean to lead the way back to the caves. Hopefully he'd find another musician or two in there.
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Post by Flint on Aug 1, 2020 18:22:49 GMT 1
Flint was nothing but true to himself, however odd that might be – he didn't knew to pretend being different, to hide what others might think odd. There was a honesty in it, harsh as his words sometimes seemed. His world had taught him to be himself and nothing else, if only as a safety measurement. Following the redhead, he already thought ahead on what to do the next days, how to shape his life here.
(OOC: Ending it here for me! You can add another post if you want, then I'll achieve it)
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Post by Mahrak on Aug 3, 2020 19:02:34 GMT 1
OOC: Looks like a great post to end on! Thank you for the thread 
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