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Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

I've been..... stupidly busy lately sorry for not being around much. I'll try to get something up this weekend.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder

Baulder suddenly stopped eating, he wasn't hungry anymore. He droppped the meat he had been clutching in his claws and just stared at the small pile of meat he had left. Baulder had been hungry for long that he didn't know what to do now that he wasn't hungry. He now really didn't mind if someone took his food from him, he was just done. Baulder's mild existential crisis was inturupted by a singing Tyrael entering the hall. Baulder at first didn't believe it was his master singing but when he found out it was he nodded his head in agreement. Of course glorious master can sing, he can do everything. Baulder almost summoned John to go help master finish whatever he was doing but he decided against it, master would summon his own demon if he needed it. Baulder then became concerned for a second when E'nasha got up, he had gotten caught up in his own head and didn't know what she was doing. But he was relieved when he found out she was getting more food. The nickname she was talking about "Bauldy" that was endearing, Baulder wasn't sure how to feel about being given an endearing nickname. He wasn't sure how he felt specifically about that name either, he would have to look at it later.

Baulder looked over at Annabeth and the new person, Heleana... or something, she was complaining about a headache of some sort. But he reeled when he saw Annabeth use her psychomancy to help the new girl. He didn't like psychomancy, he didn't like people in his head, he didn't like other people in his head, Baulder liked his voices, Baulder didn't like other peoples. Being in the Underhaven all the time looks useful. Baulder said laughing a bit. He had seen Annabeth do that weird finger thing once or twice before down there, he wasn't even really sure what she was doing when she did that. He could only guess it was something to do with her psychomancy.

Baulder looked back when he heard E'nasha say his name. There was a new person with her, a man, he looked somewhat like her. El'kan, that was her roommate or something yes? Baulder remembered their conversation in the Underhaven many moons ago now about how they lived in the same community or were cousins or some such. "Hello new friend! Welcome to the consuming table!" Baulder took a second after that and realized that endearing nickname could mean a few things, he decided to leave it at that. Baulder then put his right arm around E'nasha's shoulder and grabbed her other shoulder with his left hand, being careful not to scratch her. "I've never met your uh.... ccccommunity member? before! How exciting, now I'll get the double tour of Yarosmere!"

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder would be the kid that shows up to class then promptly passes out for the whole duration. For some reason he has a 4.0 GPA even though you never see him doing his homework in other classes. The only time you see him outside of school is in full rave attire going to the store to get eggs. No one is really even sure if he has parents or not but you can at the least guess that he is well off. His only friends are kids from the rich school on the hill but when you actually try to talk to him he just says weird shit that dosent really make sense so you just don't talk to him again. For whatever reason though he's on a first name basis with the government teacher and in the rare case he's not sleeping he's shooting the shit with the teacher causing no one to get proper lectures in that class. There is also a rumor that he eats the still beating hearts of deer.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder

Baulder was so focused on eating his food full force that he did not see or here Annabeth arrive. When he started to choke again however (because he forgot to breath in between bites) he stopped long enough to look up and see Annabeth sitting at the table. Coughing and choking while holding his throat Baulder yelled "Ann-cough-be" Baulder was then cut off again and made a series of hacking noises attempting to finish saying Annabeth's name. Finally, Baulder managed to clear his throat and say "Annabeth!" Baulder said with open arms as he was excited to see her. He almost conjured up John to give her a bear hug but she sat down before he could do it. Afterall he didn't want to destroy someone elese's food, no that was a sin, punishable even to himself.

"Annabeth works down in the Underhaven, can't believe you've never run into her E'nasha! All the times you've seen me down there..... ooooh nice person. Helped me not bleed to death my first week, good chap...er....las? One of the guards said something like that, seems it'ssssssssss endearing yes? Something like that. Baulder then turned back on his food and gripping it firmly in his claws and continuing to shovel it in his mouth.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder

Baulder continued shoveling food into his mouth with his hands and was finding he was running out. He would need to go back for more soon. "Yarosmere sounds like a "desert" from what.... I 'ave seen..read. I don't know what that really means. But you speak as if it's hot..... I wish to try this "desert". I'm not j-just....going for you or anything. I-i hear there is a lot of sand there." Baulder looked up at E'nasha for a second not halting his never ending consumption of meat. He saw her shiver and pull herself into her coat but Baulder didn't really feel any difference. "I rather like this being bundled up yes? I like this coat, from some traders that came in last week... yes they seemed tasty."

"Hmmmmmm..... just bread? Surely there is meat right? Of course, but does the bread go well with certain types of meat or do you just always eat it. Yes yes you will have to show me all of the food we find. New foods we can remember, give to the underhaven cooks, we needed a new venison recipe if I remember." Baulder shoveled the last of his meat into his mouth and quickly shredded it with his canine teeth. He ended up using his tongue to break up the meat just so he could swallow faster. Still chewing on his meat and his mouth being full he was unable to laugh at E'nasha's attempt to grab a honey bowl too far away from her. But he quickly realized she wasn't trying to get it for herself. It amused him though that other people had shorter arms than him, come to think of it, he was quite a bit taller than her wasn't he? He hadn't really thought about it that much since they spent so much time sitting down when they were together. Maybe that was why they did then?

When E'nasha asked him to get it however he quickly glanced at his tray then back to her. He held up one finger in front of him as he got up from his chair. As he got up his head felt light for a moment while he brought John into existence on Tienn. Without even looking at what was now nearly a mirror John reached over the table and passed the honey to the newcomer. "Bauuuulder ssssends his thank...... get more foooood wasssssssssss where..... he wents to, he tell." John then sat down at the table for a moment before Baulder came back over with another large mound of food on his tray. He began to sit down right on top of John as the demon then disintegrated into quickly dissolving ash and took his place again.

"He says he doesn't like the trivial things, we know he doesn't mind them." Baulder said before he began shoveling down more food once again. It then clicked for Baulder that he should atleast acknowledge the new person. So he managed to get a smile with his food still full of what he now guessed was chicken. He quickly turned back to his heap of food and began putting a dent in it.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder

Baulder had taken the opportunity while E'nasha was talking about Yarosmere to finish off his bread. He noticed that it was a bit sour but.... in a pleasing way. The almost bitter taste complimented the copper-ish taste he was getting from the pork's juices. The flavours were very complimentary, something he would need to remember. Baulder having zoned out for a moment thinking about the complex interactions of food in his mouth caught the end of her talking about the desert and it being too cold. "Yes, Yarosmere. I believe we will join you on that, yes. Was.... unsure of what I wanted to go on, I figure you will be arbitration on this decision then." Baulder said with a slight laugh before putting more pork in his gullet.

Baulder saw some small facial movements in her face as she paused to think about his second question. He didn't know what they meant though, it was just a thing he noticed. He would need to ask master later, maybe he would know, he always knows. With a reassurance that she was ok Baulder responded best that he could. ""Good... good.... good, the uh.... cold feels good on my.... feet. I think I like this cold, getting up in the morning is pleasant. So is leaving the forge into the cool.... air." Baulder for a second dredged his bare foot off the floor and put it into his lap and looked at it for a moment. He rested his second joint over his thigh and put his hand on what he would consider his "shin" and his warm hand was barely felt through his thick callouses but it felt good nevertheless. "The food in... Yaso-mare? Yarsomere? Is it good? Tell me about their... your foods, I always like a good food." Baulder said with a grin as he began shoveling the last remaining bits of his pork into his mouth.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder

Baulder shoveled some more pig into his mouth and with barely having chewed it he tried to take a bite out of a chunk of bread. But he found his mouth too full so he began swallowing half of the barely chewed pork to make room for the bread. He was engaged in a very delicate dance of not choking to death on his food when E'nasha abruptly sat down across from him. Baulder tried to respond to her greeting but he half choked for a second before the meat lodged itself in his throat and with eyes bulging had to attempt to work the food out of his throat and into his stomach. He put the back of his wet hand to his mouth as he worked the last bit of his food down. Finally clearing the chamber Baulder managed to get out a "M-morning, 'Nasha. The... mission board." Baulder then had to force down a his food in his throat again before he was able to finish his sentence. Baulder's eyes began to swell a bit as he blinked having finally forced the food into submission in his stomach. Baulder let out a ragged laugh at the stubborn defiance of the pork to actually stay in his stomach.

"I was saying, have you seen the board thing? Baulder paused for a moment, he remembered something. Etiquette or something, what was it? Ask them how they are? Something like that right, that's what the other people did he thought. "H-hhhow are you.... this morning? It's still morning right?" Baulder didn't actually mean to say the last part out loud, his thoughts sort of slipped into his speech there. Biting his lip then eating, an albiet smaller portion of food, Baulder half waited for a response before with part of his mouth still having food in it saying. "Are you going to the Yasomere place or the Darkjnel thing. I don't know which one to choose." Baulder said before stuffing more food into his mouth in an attempt to hide from asking any more questions. He wasn't sure how he felt about this "etiquette" thing.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Baulder

"Black.... again." Baulder growled out as he opened his eyes and sat up in his bed. Baulder had been trying to repeat what had been his first dream for months now. The dream was something he couldn't remember in of itself but he did remember having it. That was the only time, before or since, he'd had any sort of flicker into something else. His sleep was always passing out and waking up the next day, but for once it had been different. Angered Baulder jumped out of bed and picked up the first thing he could get his claws on. It was a large piece of tanned leather that he had brought back to his dorm with him the night before. He began attempting to tear it in half with sheer force but was unable to simply rip it in half. Angering him further Baulder simply dug his claws in hard and grabbed a hold of the leather with his mouth. He pulled with all his strength and took out a chunk slightly bigger than his bite. Throwing the leather down in anger Baulder continued to furiously chew on the leather chunk he had taken out. Still angry yet simmered Baulder looked around his section of the room to find that his roommate had already left, as usual. Baulder had only talked to the Elf once since he began living at the college. He seemed to have a different schedule from him entirely. But that wasn't what Baulder was thinking about, he was thinking about how annoying it was that his half of the room was always perfectly picked up and organized. Baulder thought it annoying to say the least, he half considered simply smashing everything contained on the Elf's side just to set his mind at ease.

Baulder pulled on a pair of cotton pants that left quite a bit of room around his legs on the inside by when they got to the bottom around his second ankle the pants tapered and fit his ankle rather tightly. He then doned a cotton under layer shirt and then a leather overcoat. Deciding to forgo shoes Baulder opened his door and began making his way towards the meal hall. Not realizing he was still chewing on the leather Baulder took it out of his mouth and walked by a courtyard, tossing the chewed flesh into the snow. Baulder began to calm down as he began to finally feel the cool stone underneath his feet finally make its way through his thick callouses. He had found during the last few months that he enjoyed the cold and somewhat dry air that came with this season. Now that he thought about it this was actually his first winter. Baulder thought that he liked winter, having compared the two extremes the cold was better. Scratching his face Baulder turned to E'nasha in his head for a second, how long had he known her at this point? He could now say that he knew the people at the college longer than the people at the village, weird.

The last few months had been rather uneventful aside from Master Tyrael returning to his teaching duties, albeit with one of Khan's demons always being present somewhere. He was glad Master was back again, he liked Khan but he wasn't the demon. Not to say he hadn't been interacting with his master before his return to teaching. Baulder had been spending extra time in the forge with Tyrael to make up for what he didn't get from his classes. While the work he was doing for him was mostly changing out cooling water and pounding hoes back into shape he found the work, soothing. When he wasn't doing either of those however he continued with shaping Jhon in his image. For the most part Baulder had gotten his voice to sound the same as his own but he still didn't talk like Baulder. He also didn't have most of his mannerisms, but that would come practice practice practice that's what he'd tell Jhon. He'd get it, eventually.

As a more practical matter Baulder had to choose a "mission" to take part in for the winter. He felt like he needed to leave the college for awhile. The same stone walls everyday, the same trees everyday, the same animals to eat everyday. Baulder needed to see more. He was thinking the delegation to Darkjnel might be a good one, there would be food there, exotic food. If the formal and fancy events he had been to had taught him anything it was that there would be food, good food. But, he wasn't really sure of that decision yet. Maybe he'd talk to E'nasha about it yes? He figured she'd be going on one of the outings, yes that would be nice. He liked her, she smelled nice, yet not nice to eat nice. It was more of a... he wanted to be around her more kind of nice right? That's how he could describe it, yes that would work for him.

Baulder let a more muted smile come across his lips as he scratched his face and turned into the food hall. Baulder quickly grabbed as much meat as he could find, making sure to keep it all from mixing so as to savor the flavor of each piece of meats. To his pleasure he also discovered some bread sitting out for him to take. Baked goods were more of a recent thing for Baulder in general however bread was something he remembered the villagers serving with every meal. Something to do about feeling full or what not. After filing up a wooden tray with a variety of dishes Baulder found a table with rather few people sitting at it and began to dig into his food with his claws. Leaving any sense of civilization behind as he shoveled food into his throat as fast as he could without choking.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

@Luna T-T are they not destined to have alone time?

@Demonic Angel

In a universe where Baulder can pop out of a Inferno portal and ask about Heresy, They will never be alone.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Gooood evening everybody

@Luna

There is no good, there is only the state.