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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Dec 7 2014, 12:25 AM
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Bacon never seemed to have issues with tiny spaces. Actually, the dog seemed to feel comfortable pretty much everywhere he went. Quite the opposite of his owner, really. Ilyas would not really have minded spending time in a small cave when it was with Bacon alone, but he wasn't in here with Bacon alone. It became all the more clear when he tried to shift and what he was leaning on was most definitely not a rock.

Unless rocks in this cave were warm and fleshy. Ilyas thought they were not.

He obviously jerked back his hand - and practically every other part of his body, as far as that was possible in such a narrow place - and tried sitting against the opposite wall instead. "Sorry," he muttered softly. The light the Trueblood then created helped a bit. Everything was still quite blurry, but things being blurry was better than everything just being completely pitch black. It helped somewhat. Now, all they needed to do was try not to think about the fact they were stuck in a tiny cave for George knew how long, left at the mercy of the NeverNever.

Oh, and hope that Ilyas did not find a way to make this all even more awkward.

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 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 08:52 PM
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The three of them piled into the wave, Tui turning to weave a magical ward over the gap in the rocks through which they had entered. The little will-o-th’-wisp she’d conjured threw a sickly light over them, doing little more than to show that there really wasn’t much room in the cave. After a few moments it was the only light there was, as the black cloud outside thickened and cut off all other illumination. The magic of Tui’s ward flickered a couple of times, but held against whatever strangeness it was that thrashed outside.

A carelessly placed hand touched her bare thigh, and the man jumped back as though she’d been a hot stone by the fire. She snorted in amusement. “Are you?” She asked and laughing tones, when he said he was sorry. Few were sorry that touched her.

There wasn’t much space, but like a cat – and apparently some dogs – Tui could be comfortable anywhere. She stretched out on her side and inspected her arrows, sighing gently. “I shall have to make a new quiver.” She observed quietly. “Unless the NeverNever suddenly looses it’s desire for leather.” Small chance that the could would leave them behind though.

“Is your… dog, unharmed?” She asked after a moment. Crowbane could look after himself.

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Dec 17 2014, 11:47 PM
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It might have all been better if there had been no light at all. This faint magical glow made everything eerie and it really didn't help Ilyas to see more than a few blurs. Seeing nothing could be a blessing in disguise when stuck inside a tiny cave with way too many people and dogs. But since there was light now, he decided it'd be a good idea to just stare down. And to not answer rhetorical and sarcastic Trueblood questions. No way he was going to answer that. All it would do was suck him deeper into something he very likely could not find a way out of.

Not a good idea when in such a tiny place with no way of escaping.

Bacon was a good dog. He was kind and protective and like a big black pile of fur, he had positioned himself pretty much on top of and over his owner's lap and other body parts. You know, for protection and warmth and to thank Boss for saving him from the big scary cloud that would be swallowed Bacon without question. His eyes closed as he received petting in the head. It'd been a tiring day, and the day had only just started.

Bacon seemed alright, though. A little startled and now probably also afraid of clouds - because the dog didn't have enough to be afraid of - he seemed to find a moment to relax now. "He'll be okay," Ilyas stated after examining his companion for any bodily harm best he could under the circumstances. "You?" Silly question to ask a Wildborn Trueblood, perhaps, but a human thing to do?

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There wasn’t much space, and what there was smelled of wet dog and human, which was not the most pleasant of combinations, though there were certainly worse. The smells mingled much like their owners did; Crowbane seemed to be disappearing beneath the ‘dog’, who seemed bent on doing its best impersonation of a fur blanket. Domesticity wasn’t something that she understood; the bargain of service in return for care that bound a domestic animal to its domesticator. It was, in truth, something she’d never really encountered. Yet she observed that what the dog did, it appeared to do of its free will, such as it had. The key was that it had been moulded such that its will consisted of serving its owner.

But it – he – was apparently uninjured. That was well. Mab knew he didn’t seem to have much in the way of self-preservation instincts. Crowbane’s next question was something of a surprise. “I am unharmed.” Tui replied, in a milder tone than she had used thus far. It would take some work to replace her pieces of equipment however, and with their loss she felt naked, as opposed to simply being naked. She tucked the loose arrows away to the side safely. “And yourself?” She asked, since he had, though if pressed she would insist that she did not care for the answer.

Outside the black, leather-loving clouds writhed and twisted with an unconscious destructiveness. Not malice, for malice required intent; but the deep uncaring of the NeverNever in one of its worse moods. Such things happened. It would be best if they did not happen to them however. Leather was simply dead skin; what if the clouds sought live skin next? Tui would prefer to keep hers, and the storm raged against her ward in increasing intensity.

Focusing her mind and power on the ward, she let the will-o-th’-wisp dim and then die, plunging the tiny cave into darkness. With a sigh she lay down, half atop both the man and the fluffy dog, and focused her will on them all not being eaten or whatever by the forces that raged outside.

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Ilyas Aylin
 Posted: Mar 19 2017, 10:04 AM
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Ilyas, it seemed, cared as little for the answer as his company would have claimed to do. He shrugged, only very lightly, until he realized that such an action would not be visible in the darkness they were currently in. He would have to verbalize his answer instead. “Think so.” Other than the injuries he’d already had before venturing out here. It did not seem there were any new ones.

He rubbed his eyes, though, because they stung and hurt, for it had only been a short while since they had started healing. It had been difficult to see in the light, but, like any other human, Ilyas was completely blind in the dark. When that dim light that had been lighting the cave went out, that was exactly what happened. All that was left now was touch and hearing and smell.

And the last one, Ilyas almost wished he did not have. Bacon really needed a bath.

And then she went again and touched him without permission or announcement or any sign at all and of course he jerked away to the side, as far as the cave’s wall would let him. It was not very far. “W-what are you doing?” Had she collapsed? Was she in worse shape than she had pretended to be? That was the only logical explanation for this.

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