phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you
Phoebe had of course seen the notice. Phoebe had of course seen the new laws. Phoebe had of course seen the upset it caused everyone. But...she just couldn't bring herself to be that upset. A leader wasn't a bad thing. And in fact, she thought a lot of the rules made sense. Sure, some where a bit oppressive but...to be so bold as to just claim power like that, maybe they needed to be for a time. So she decided to spend her day inside, avoiding the angry whispers that flooded the streets. Such anger was pointless. What could be done about it? Zariah was powerful. No one could really stand up to her. Instead, the best course seemed to ride it out, and see how things played out. And that's just what she would do. She set a fruit pie in the oven to bake, her apron and tip of her nose dusty with flour, hair piled a top her head in a messy bun. Pim was practicing flying, jumping from the back of the couch and gliding to the floor. All the while she focused on happy thoughts, deciding to sing a little song she knew from her childhood. Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o In that bog there was a tree A rare tree, a rattlin' tree The tree in the bog In the bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog The bog down in the valley-o And on that tree there was a limb A rare limb, a rattlin' limb The limb on the tree and the tree in the bog In the bog down in the valley-o |
Sleep, and I Shall Soothe You
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the Nightingale
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06-25-2019, 11:39 PM
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Change author: Posts: 328 | Total: 8,707 MP: 0 Emmett Emmett had taken a day or so after his outburst at Zariahs to try and calm himself, so that he wouldn't blow up at the next person he saw. At least the pigs didn't understand if he yelled. It took a lot of his patience to be good with his siblings, but he somehow managed it. At night, he grabbed his blankets in his fists and twisted them as he thought over the conversation.When he did finally come to Phoebe's, it was with a mind to try and have a nice time. To take it all out of his mind - for he was sure it would not be all that serious in the end, right? It would likely all blow over in the next week, and he would have been overdramatic for nothing. In the meantime, he still had a girlfriend to see, whom he hoped he'd be seeing much longer than this stupid leadership would go on for. Knocking twice at her door then letting himself in, he immediately felt a smile come to his face at the sight of her happily singing with flour on her nose, looking adorable. Emmett rushed forward and hugged her, pressing his face into her neck as he mumbled a hello and swayed, to no particular tune. "Y'have a nice singin' voice." He told her, whispered by her ear as he pulled away. All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? the Nightingale
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06-26-2019, 08:41 PM
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06-26-2019, 10:00 PM
Emmett Emmett clearly didn't care one bit about the flour (of all the things he got covered in on an average day, it was really a nice change) as he held her for a while longer, pressing little kisses just under her ear and shaking his head as she denied the niceness of the voice. "I ain' ever heard anythin' so beautiful. Y'could sing at the bar and they'd have to block 'em at the door."He pulled away a little, smiled at her and looked to the oven. "Aw, no, clearly I'm here for the food--" He pressed a kiss to her lips. "Obviously." Another kiss. "Just the food." But eventually he did have to let her go so he reluctantly stepped away and stretched, sniffing the air. "What is it you're cookin', though? Smells great. I ain' eaten anythin' proper in a while...been busy with the farm and uh...other...stuff..." The way he mumbled off made it clear the other stuff was not really anything he wanted to elaborate on. "What about you?" All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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Change author: Posts: 328 | Total: 8,707 MP: 0 Emmett "I mean, I could eat ya, but not in the kitchen." Emmett snorted, grinning at his own dumb (low-hanging) joke. She told him off for not eating right and he shrugged. "I make sure the kids eat alright, but it's borin' t'cook when I've done a whole loada work on the farm and I'm tired." Usually, he'd grab whatever he could find -- whether that was a glass of milk or some left over meat, a boiled potato with salt..he'd never been bothered about gourmet. Still, he readily took the plate and began to make himself a little sandwich, passing down a scrap of jerky for Pim. "Is...turnin' y'mouth blue good? And yeah? What're they gossipin' about?" He hoped it was something different from Zariah, but he doubted it (and he also hoped that if it was Zariah, it wasn't about his argument with her). All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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06-27-2019, 06:58 PM
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Change author: Posts: 328 | Total: 8,707 MP: 0 Emmett Emmett was surprised (but not a little impressed) when Phoebe bounced back his dirty joke. He grinned and looked about, splayed out his hands in an amicable gesture. "Hey, if you wanna, sure.""Yeah...I dunno, I guess I still wanna try do stuff by myself...also, to be honest, I get so tired n focused on one goal I kinda forget loadsa stuff." He shrugged and looked down. "Sometimes it feels like I'm just puppetin' my body t'do my chores n stuff, y'know?" At the mention of The New Queen, Emmett tensed. For the moment, in a very controlled motion, he just leaned back against the counter and tried to take a breath before he replied. Phoebe didn't get it, she didn't mean to be so...so...just...wrong. "Well, don' you think declarin' herself queen without askin' a single soul in the town is doin' somethin'? Specially when she hardly knows any of us? And making everyone sign up t'join an army...what for? We ain' got anyone to fight. Y'know it means I gotta join it, right? I can' be goin' off and trainin' and fightin'. I got a farm to run and kids t'look after." He screwed up his face into an irritated scowl. All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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06-27-2019, 09:23 PM
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Change author: Posts: 328 | Total: 8,707 MP: 0 Emmett "I--Mmm." He folded his arms, begrudgingly accepting Phoebe's help. It was hard sometimes to see through his pride. His family had never needed help before, but they hadn't been one young man, two toddlers and a half-ruined farm back then either. "I'll work out a routine. Maybe bring 'em up here a couple days a week...thanks, Bee."She got it right on the mark when she called him one of the angry gossipy folks, though Emmett had done considerably more than just gossip. He had taken his issues right to Zariah's doorstep. Her arms around him and her loving manner did help to calm him a little bit. Huffing air through his nose and mouth, he shook his head. "It's...different, though, if you've always had one. This is just someone decidin' they're leadin' us. Tha' isn' how it should work. It should be someone we all know and respect...I jus'...mmm." He shook his head. "I don' like it, Bee. I got a feelin' this is leadin' to somethin' bad." All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? the Nightingale
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
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06-28-2019, 10:02 PM
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Change author: Posts: 328 | Total: 8,707 MP: 0 Emmett Phoebe was, Emmett thought, alarmingly welcoming to a sudden new power. In the face of what he felt should be something outrageous, morally wrong, discomforting...she seemed indifferent, if not positive. Staring at her, his expression dropped into outright confusion. Not quite disgust, though that did brew inside his heart."No, I didn' sign up for the army. And I ain' gonna. Bee, we don' know what this woman wants or how she's gonna go about it. What if next week she wants t'kill Naturals? Or take over the farms? We don' know. It's not right, it's not fair, and I ain' gonna join her army. I stand for my principles. I think tha's the best example to the kids I can be." He moved away from her, not violently but clearly, stepping to the other side of the room. "I...don' get how y'can' see that this is bad. Why're you so willing t'just bend down n take this?" His voice was not angry, more desperate, his hands open and frozen in front of him in a motion beginning her to explain. All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? the Nightingale
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07-01-2019, 06:14 PM
Emmett While Emmett didn't agree necessarily with Phoebe's first point (there were other ways to unify a people than through a forcefully appointed leader) he could emphasise with her desires to be accecpted and in a community. But the rest of what she said, what followed, went against every principle he had in him, every stubborn part of him that wanted to stand for what was right and not bend for anyone."So you're sayin' because it could go bad, we shouldn' do anythin'? Bee. I'm sorry, but tha's just...awful. Tha's how bullies end up takin' over, cos everyone's scared of them and what they're gonna do. I can' be scared. If enough of us stand up and show her that we can' be scared, we might be listened to. But if we all put our heads down n go along with it cos we might get punished, we're jus' sheep." He shook his head, conviction clear on his face. "I know what my Pa would have done, and I know what I'm gonna do. And it sure ain' jus' lettin' anyone who feels like it declarin' themselves better than me and tryina tell me what t'do. I..." He softened, looked at her and sighed. "I don' wanna fall out with ya, Phoebe, but if you're gonna be this lenient I dunno if I'd even feel good about leavin' the kids here. What if some guards came over and said they're takin' the kids now? Or you get taken? You'd just go? Let 'em take 'em? When do you draw the line?" If it were anyone other than Phoebe, Emmett would not have been trying to reason. He would have dismissed this argument as that of a cowardly bootlicker and left. But even though Phoebe couldn't see what to him was the painfully obvious course of action, he didn't want to lose her, though he could see the threads unravelled already, around the already shoddy patch. All you broken boys and girls, With your tattered flags unfurled: Fix yourselves then fix the fisher king. Won't you fix yourselves to fix the fisher king? | ||||||
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