Long since accustomed to the dry air of first the tundra, then the desert, the hot damp of the swamp is terribly uncomfortable for Eik. Too hot, too wet... no wonder the swamp was not a great talking point of the Terrastellans he's met. Another discomfort is feeling lost. All his life, the grey has had a very precise sense of location, but here in the dark and cavernous swamp he only has a very general idea of which direction is home-- and no idea exactly how far the swamp extends in either direction. It all makes for a very frustrating, almost bewildering experience-- certainly not something he could recommend. To anyone.
Imagine his surprise when he turns an ash tree and Jaxis is standing there like some strange swamp nightmare, much taller and far more decorated than the last time they met. She towers over him now, and he wonders how many other things have changed over the seasons.
Eik meets her trademark violet eyes with his unwavering black, and he recognizes her instantly despite all the changes since the last time they spoke. "Jaxis." Eik pays no attention to her new accessory, except to note idly that it must have taken either much time or luck to find a skull that fit so perfectly over her face. Just as he had never asked Seraphina about her collar, he shrugs aside the mask as some vanity or statement he would not understand. Instead he turns his gaze to the strange creature on her back. The thing is unnerving, even to a man of great composure, and he shifts his weight as though ready for a fight. The movement makes a soft squelching sound in the wet swampland.
"What is that?" He asks with a calm voice, although his posture betrays both curiosity and trepidation. The sharp thing meets his gaze with the steely eyes of a predator, and with a certain sinking feeling he wonders what the hell Jaxis has been up to.
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I am keeping quiet
E I K
But one day, the forest will talk about me
Imagine his surprise when he turns an ash tree and Jaxis is standing there like some strange swamp nightmare, much taller and far more decorated than the last time they met. She towers over him now, and he wonders how many other things have changed over the seasons.
Eik meets her trademark violet eyes with his unwavering black, and he recognizes her instantly despite all the changes since the last time they spoke. "Jaxis." Eik pays no attention to her new accessory, except to note idly that it must have taken either much time or luck to find a skull that fit so perfectly over her face. Just as he had never asked Seraphina about her collar, he shrugs aside the mask as some vanity or statement he would not understand. Instead he turns his gaze to the strange creature on her back. The thing is unnerving, even to a man of great composure, and he shifts his weight as though ready for a fight. The movement makes a soft squelching sound in the wet swampland.
"What is that?" He asks with a calm voice, although his posture betrays both curiosity and trepidation. The sharp thing meets his gaze with the steely eyes of a predator, and with a certain sinking feeling he wonders what the hell Jaxis has been up to.
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I am keeping quiet
E I K
But one day, the forest will talk about me
art by Pherigo
@Jaxis <3
Time makes fools of us all
