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crescentview2022-12-10 01:58 am
for8000amonth) wrote in crescentview2022-12-10 01:58 am
| you put a fever inside me
▶ WHO: Adelis and you!
▶ WHAT: December open/Catch-all
▶ WHEN: Until January
▶ WHERE: All over
▶ WARNINGS: TBA
≫ The Hands-on Approach
[ he was hoping he'd be able to put off dealing with it for longer, but life is never kind, as he's come to learn the hard way. he's put a decent effort into the fields thus far, but as the days went on, it became harder to stand outside for long periods of time...especially under the blasted sun, which still made his eyes throb in pain. even it's warmth can't chase off the ice cold beneath his skin, which drains the color from adelis' features and leaving him pale as a ghost.
finally, he can't take it anymore. his pride be damned, he can't stand being nearly utterly useless. so he shoves that stupid card in his pocket, laces up his heels and attempts to make himself look presentable, and locks the door behind him on the way out.
maybe you're a neighbour, who's farm happens to be not too far. maybe you're passing by on errands, to and from town. or maybe you run into him in town itself, gaze latching onto the first tolerable(?) person to pass his vision. ]
...Pardon me.
[ he looks, well...not good. he's abnormally pale, circles dark under his eyes. while adelis holds himself up high, back straight and gaze sharp, there's an exhaustion clinging to his limbs that's easy to note. ]
I require your...assistance with something, if you've a moment to spare.
[ he's trying really hard to make it look like this isn't paining him to ask. ]
≫ Overdue
[ while not the sort you'd think to frequent the library, should you enter one day, you'll happen to see him with a rather tidy stack right next to him. the titles vary, all from various genres and tip sections, but judging by the scowl on his face, he's not having a particularly swell time.
there's an exasperated noise as he drops the one he was currently holding beside him, closed, with a soft thunk. ]
Useless. [ he isn't shouting it, but he isn't particularly keeping quiet, either, as he grumbles to himself. ] This would be far easier if I could parse half the bloody words they were using. 'Simple' my arse.
[ maybe he needs a dictionary. ]
≫ Wildcard
> want something in particular? want to fill out some bingo? shoot me a pm or dm and i'll write something asap.
▶ WHAT: December open/Catch-all
▶ WHEN: Until January
▶ WHERE: All over
▶ WARNINGS: TBA
≫ The Hands-on Approach
[ he was hoping he'd be able to put off dealing with it for longer, but life is never kind, as he's come to learn the hard way. he's put a decent effort into the fields thus far, but as the days went on, it became harder to stand outside for long periods of time...especially under the blasted sun, which still made his eyes throb in pain. even it's warmth can't chase off the ice cold beneath his skin, which drains the color from adelis' features and leaving him pale as a ghost.
finally, he can't take it anymore. his pride be damned, he can't stand being nearly utterly useless. so he shoves that stupid card in his pocket, laces up his heels and attempts to make himself look presentable, and locks the door behind him on the way out.
maybe you're a neighbour, who's farm happens to be not too far. maybe you're passing by on errands, to and from town. or maybe you run into him in town itself, gaze latching onto the first tolerable(?) person to pass his vision. ]
...Pardon me.
[ he looks, well...not good. he's abnormally pale, circles dark under his eyes. while adelis holds himself up high, back straight and gaze sharp, there's an exhaustion clinging to his limbs that's easy to note. ]
I require your...assistance with something, if you've a moment to spare.
[ he's trying really hard to make it look like this isn't paining him to ask. ]
≫ Overdue
[ while not the sort you'd think to frequent the library, should you enter one day, you'll happen to see him with a rather tidy stack right next to him. the titles vary, all from various genres and tip sections, but judging by the scowl on his face, he's not having a particularly swell time.
there's an exasperated noise as he drops the one he was currently holding beside him, closed, with a soft thunk. ]
Useless. [ he isn't shouting it, but he isn't particularly keeping quiet, either, as he grumbles to himself. ] This would be far easier if I could parse half the bloody words they were using. 'Simple' my arse.
[ maybe he needs a dictionary. ]
≫ Wildcard
> want something in particular? want to fill out some bingo? shoot me a pm or dm and i'll write something asap.
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So it is. [ he absentmindedly examines their hands, especially the lessening of the wax-white of his complexion. he looks far more alive, that's for sure. ] Somewhat. It won't last for too long, but I'm grateful for the respite.
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It will last me roughly half an hour, before I begin to lose it again. [ this is a souring fact, as his grip tightens unconsciously. ] However, I can tolerate it for a day or two...even though 'tis bloody exhausting.
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[It's worrying enough, but he's gauging just how much worry is necessary given how Adelis came to him.]
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Not to my knowledge.
[ it's a non-answer...he'd rather not reveal any extreme potential weaknesses, even if he isn't too sure on the details himself. ]
But I'd rather not risk it. Nearly keeling over from exhaustion is horrendous enough, nevermind how shite it feels.
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Well, you can let me know any time you need help. Not just with this--[He lifts his joined hand slightly.] But I'm happy to provide assistance.
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...Should the need somehow arise, I'll keep that in mind. [ somehow, like he'd really rather not rely on someone else so readily. brows furrowing, he takes a look at their joined hands before finally letting go sharply, now that warmth has settled in his bones enough to go with a far more healthy tint to his skin. ] I will extend the same offer, then.
[ it's offered rather neutrally- the scales are unbalanced, after all, even if only slightly. debts must always be repaid. ]
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[He can understand that, even if he often extends more than he'll ever ask repaid. But sometimes you just can't do things alone, so it's good to rely on each other.] Is your farm nearby?
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[ Fortunate he didn't have to go far, really. He absentmindedly flexes his hand as he pulls his glove back on, resisting the urge to grimace.
...in the absence of another person, the slow drain of warmth feels hollow. As usual, it's a disgusting feeling. ]
I've troubled you enough, so I believe I'll be taking my leave. [ he has limited time to make proper use of his energy, after all. ] Don't let me distract you from your business any longer.
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[Well, that's not how it works here but he'll figure out the phone eventually.] Fair fortune, Adelis.