OLIVER
It had been a bit since Oliver and Aisha packed their bags and set out for the long-stay in Torchline. Seeing as they'd be staying with other people, he brought many things to hopefully help supplement them being there including quite a lot of food. It felt wrong to come without supplies, even if Phoebe hadn't directly asked for them.
After arriving, the two were given separate rooms on different floors. It felt wrong to go off exploring so Oliver mostly remained in a select few rooms, occupying himself with sketching and reading a couple of books he had brought.
Today was no different.
And there Oliver lay, outstretched on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. It was a lot nicer than his previous LongNight and honestly, he was being straight up pampered. Not only did he have his own room, but he also had a bed and a wonderful environment to be in. The scents and atmosphere were genuinely calming and helped him to relax... or somewhat relax. Seeing as it had been a bit since Aisha and him got to really talk, he chose to reach out. Literally.
There were most likely other attuned individuals here but it's fine, he's okay with them hearing him for a second. Calling out through their bond, Oliver hoped he'd be able to reach Aisha. Aisha? It's Oliver.... how are you holding up? He would go up there and talk to her himself, but he wasn't even sure if he was allowed to seeing as he was kind of a dude.
After arriving, the two were given separate rooms on different floors. It felt wrong to go off exploring so Oliver mostly remained in a select few rooms, occupying himself with sketching and reading a couple of books he had brought.
Today was no different.
And there Oliver lay, outstretched on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. It was a lot nicer than his previous LongNight and honestly, he was being straight up pampered. Not only did he have his own room, but he also had a bed and a wonderful environment to be in. The scents and atmosphere were genuinely calming and helped him to relax... or somewhat relax. Seeing as it had been a bit since Aisha and him got to really talk, he chose to reach out. Literally.
There were most likely other attuned individuals here but it's fine, he's okay with them hearing him for a second. Calling out through their bond, Oliver hoped he'd be able to reach Aisha. Aisha? It's Oliver.... how are you holding up? He would go up there and talk to her himself, but he wasn't even sure if he was allowed to seeing as he was kind of a dude.
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
