Skybreaker

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

The rain didn't seem as harsh and cold anymore, though it was still far from welcome. The firm hand on his shoulder was enough to remind the younger prince that he was being closely watched. Was it for the best? Frey didn't think so. He was minutely grateful for Augustine and Cassius coming to his 'rescue'. Frey wasn't wearing shoes, but the disgusting squishing of damp forest under his feet didn't bother him as much as it should have. In his own mind, no one had saved his petty existence. Not even Asbel, who had followed him first and whose feathers had closed the bite wound.

No, it wasn't someone coming to his rescue, it was luck that he didn't get killed right away by the monster made of nightmares. Actually, perhaps it wasn't luck but careful planning. What if the monster's plan was to keep him alive so he could be further tormented. From now on, Frey would call the grotesque creature 'Tentacles'. The thing had never spoken to him, and though it terrorized him his whole life, Frey had never seen the creature's entire body. He had only seen the shadowy tentacles, and the large mouth full of gleaming black teeth. In the monster's throat, there was an eye.

Though he was deep in thought, the prince looked around cautiously as they arrived back at their encampment. Frey rolled the cork-capped vial around between his fingers. "Don't tell me what to do! Shut up!" He hissed hostilely. His heart pumper furiously, as he was a bit paranoid something would come popping out of seemingly nowhere. Nevertheless, the young man did little than snarl and then slowly part the opening of the tent. Once inside, he changed his clothes, and after rubbing some of the feather-potion onto his bare soles, slipped on a new pair of socks and his hard traveling boots. Vaguely, he wondered why he even owned a pair of traveling boots and traveling clothes.

After he had neatened himself up, the prince shuffled back out of the tent with his typical better-than-you rebellious look. The dawn was quickly approaching, and Frey's gaze softened as he looked up at the sky through cracks in the topiary of the forest. It was a cerulean blue, and the stars were dim but visible. The storm clouds seemed to have blown away, but there was still some water that dripped from the pine needles. The moon still was clearly visible, like a single eye in the sky. Frey was used to the dawn, as he tried his best to wake up early in order to minimize sleeping time.

"Hmph. Let's hurry this process up, damn it! Traveling with you guys is terrible! I hate it!" He snarled to no one in particular, despite his earlier near-kindness to Asbel.

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

I love goo.

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Level_5 said he had goo reason to be afraid.

Now, now. I'm not a grammar Nazi, but your posts are usually perfect. Aha!
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Hehe, just messing around here, Level.

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Thanks! And that was just meaningless French because I'm taking French class next year so I was just getting in the mood. ^-^

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Ne vous inquiétez pas, vous pouvez le faire! Vous êtes probablement l'un des meilleurs, sinon les meilleurs partenaires que j'ai! Désolé pour le message court, par la manière. J'étais un peu fatigué.

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Asbel's feathers, which had composed the tonic, burned like fire. Frey supposed this was why phoenixes had power over flames and light. The prince grunted in pain. It hurt a lot more than he was expecting it to. As his skin closed, the silver-haired prince finally sighed in relief. It appeared that the worst was over. Seeing as there was still a glob of blood, Frey frowned and wiped it off. The newly grown skin was only a little bit more fair than the surrounding tones. Nevertheless, Frey couldn't help but feel a bit sad, and much more scared. Something had given him a material wound from inside his nightmare. What could have done THAT? Not even the victim knew what the creature was or how it had harmed him.

Ignoring Cassius and Asbel, Frey slapped away his brother's hand in helping him up. He felt less like a victim and more like an antagonist once more. His wound had healed, he was wide awake, and until he slept again, he was safe. Safety was always his first priority. "I can stand and walk just fine, so lay off." He said through gritted teeth as he struggled to stand. Perhaps it wasn't the wisest thing to do, but Frey had already endured a physical wound. He wouldn't stand for wounded pride.

It took effort, but eventually the boy mustered enough energy to stand, though he had to push off the ground in order to gain the momentum. "Well, none of us are going to sleep tonight anymore. Why don't we keep moving?" Frey offered bluntly, examining his tattered sleepwear. He would have to change..

A Few MxM Plots... [Advanced]

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[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Mass Effect 3? Awesome sauce! x)

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

Lol...

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

...don't.

It'll be easier for me. How am I going to pass french class now?