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[Light]

Mesa rests her head on the back of his shoulder and closes her eyes.

Densil continues to rub a circle in his shoulder as he hums. Their father sits down on the bed and wrings his hands in front of him nervously.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori doesnt make a sound though all his tears come out... He wants to stop, for their sake... But can't

[Light]

"It's okay Rori," Densil whispers, his own cheeks becoming wet from tears that had begun to run from his eyes.

"Cry all you want." Mesa agrees softly.

[CrimsonMoon]

"... But you'll start crying... Dangit Denny..." Rori sniffs

[Light]

"Just cry seaweed head and be glad Mesa isn't sobbing and wailing her head off," the little girl purses her lips a bit and sniffs wriggling her nose.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori smiles and hugs the little girl

[Light]

She wriggles owed and hugs him as tight as she can smiling, "We're all gonna be safe and happy, including you Rori,"

[CrimsonMoon]

"..." He blinks and falls silet

[Light]

She lightly pinches him wriggling her nose.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori smiles at her and hugs the little girl gently

[Light]

She gives a little relieved sigh and beams at him and Densil happily. The brunette rests his chin in his hand and digs his elbow into his knee smiling.

[CrimsonMoon]

So whattaa ha think we should do now?)

[Light]

( Well hermmmm... I can think of something if you don't have any suggestions right now XD It wouldn't be too hard for me to think of somethin )

[CrimsonMoon]

USE UR MYSTICAL MIND PWAS X3)

[Light]

( herrrrmmmm ><' I'm kinda drawing blanks on this plot... we could do... I forgot what I was thinking of in class earlier >>' um, a time skip of some kind would be good, to when it's Densil -- 17 / Rori -- 15, cause that's when he would be considered 'of age'. )

[CrimsonMoon]

Yeah, plus i wanna do something with a legit kracken so.. XD)

[Light]

( rofl x33333 I'll start us off then~ )

I-DON'T-KNOW-HOW-MANY-YEARS-BUT-YEAH-THIS-IS-A-TIME-SKIP

Densil was tall, broad shouldered with a sweltering smile that drew others to him like bees and flowers. It wasn't really publicly known, but it wasn't a secret either that the brunette had been sweet for Yuseh since he had turned sixteen a year and a half ago. He had begun heavier work outside of the kitchens although they greatly appreciated him there, and when he had left his position Mesa had been ushered into it.

The little girl was now thirteen, and whenever she wasn't caring for Rori's well-being she was down prepping lunch or whatever time of day meal she was free to. She had matured in looks, but she was still a little skittish animal that everyone loved to hug to death. The two were currently playfully arguing about something, a wooden spoon in Mesa's hand and a plate in Densils that he was using as a shield from her pokes and prods.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori had become colder over the years, harder, unfeeling... But only to the royals and nobles. Though he had indeed grown colder, he hadn't lost his wamrth for the thralls... He cared about them, that was clear. And that was more then any other Greyjoy could say...

[Light]

Veil had been gone for a year on a mission of some kind, and the king stayed behind. On the outside he was still a passive bore, but really he had begun to slowly degrade in health...

Densil and Rori's father, Garris, as he had begun to pressure his sons into calling him, looked even older than the other older male with Snow White hair and lines on his face. He was watching the two good around with a small smile one his face and a mug in his hand.

[CrimsonMoon]

At the moment, Rori was sparing against two other guards, blood already dribling from one man's mouth even though he kept fighting. Rori moved smoothly, fluidly, like a snake. His strikes powerful and painful... The shrill acreech of steel peircing the air