"Beginner's luck, Auru!"
He was tempted to call a reply back, but he could already hear the sounds of her moving off. He slowed, to a walk, not wanting to crash into anything, and turned to look over his shoulder as he watched her fade into the distance. He drew to a complete halt as he turned back to the land in front of him, eyes flickering to and fro as he contemplated his plan of attack.
Now, Auru Geniven was not a dumb man at all. He wouldn't even be considered slow. In another world, he could have easily gone on through higher learning and earned a doctorate of some sort, in a world where the society of his species was as such that mental disorders could be treated, instead of running wild and consuming him as they did here. No, Auru Geniven was not a dumb man, if anything, he was actually disturbingly intelligent.
The problem was, that Anxiety and Paranoia took advantage of that, when they inhabited a mind that was sharp and quick, able to make split second connections between thoughts and jump through topics at a frightening pace, so too could they then grab a hold of that intelligence and use it for themselves, creating whispers and screams meant to incite panic and fear in the depths of his mind so rapidly, and using all of that brainpower to manufacture intrusive thoughts so quickly, that it became too much for the poor man to handle.
When one thought for too long, one tended to get tired. But Anxiety and Paranoia didn't get tired like Auru did, they could keep going even when he was too tired to add 2 and 2. They could use his intelligence against him, and frighten him so overwhelmingly and thoroughly that even when he was drained from listening to their screams they could keep going, and they could drown him in intrusive thoughts and render him little more than a blubbering mess hardly able to think at all under the weight of the panic, and when he could think, every train of thought was manipulated and pulled off course as they took his intelligence for their own and convinced him that he was, in fact, stupid, and that they were clearly right and he should listen to them.
But all of that aside, the fact still remained that Anxiety and Paranoia were like parasites, and the brainpower, in the end, belonged to him. And as he looked on the field, he found a chance to use it for the first time in a while.
Neither of them said that 'catching' the fireflies had to involve the use of telekinesis...
In the end, while he was successful, he also had been a tad too impulsive in his actions and rather began to regret his plan when Cyrene finally approached him once more, wondering just how well he had been able to do and speaking of her catches with no small amount of pride.
With what closely amounted to haunted eyes, Auru looked up at her from where he stood with his head bowed, his coat glowing like the night sky.
"Help me."
See, finding summer fruits ripe filled with sweet, sticky juices had been the start of what could have been a good plan. The insects fed on sweet sugars, and he could use the fruits to attract them and allow him to catch more than simply chasing after them would have allowed.
The problem arose when he realized he had nothing to catch them with, and so decided to rub the fruit juice on himself.
Auru looked up at the pegasus, flanks and mane sticky beyond belief and with 20, 30, only the gods even knew how many fireflies stuck to him. Even when he pried them off they kept flying back to get at the juices he had coated himself with, which, to be fair, had been the initial point.
It was just that now he didn't know how to make them go away.
He'd certainly won, but right now it felt a bit more like losing. If only because he felt like an absolute idiot for thinking that covering himself in sticky fruit juice was the right way to go about this, and now he was standing there, glowing brighter than the night sky, unable to detach his newfound entourage of fireflies.
@Cyrene
OOC: Sorry for the delay <3
