Hector (
petcromancer) wrote in
middaeg2020-05-09 09:34 pm
Open - Monthly Catchall
Who: Hector, semi-open
When: The month of Maiuril
Where: Around the city
What: A Monthly Catch-All post for Hector.
Warnings: Potential for language, full-moon shenanigans, and descriptions of violence
Egg-Sitting, Early Maiuril
[Working so closely with another Mirrorbound for weeks is not ideal, but when the reward is an exciting new animal, Hector’s willing to endure it. Yes, there’s equal chance of it being an angry snake-creature, but that’s not a deal-breaker. He is going to love whatever comes out of the egg.]
So, if we divide our time equally, it shouldn’t be too much to handle. I can take the first shift.
Wilde Hunt, Maiuril 7th
[Well, Hector’s starting to look for a witch to bond with, but he’s still unbonded for the moment. He can almost feel the buzz of the energy from the full moons in his skull. So Hector joins the hunt, against all instinct.
He isn’t hunting, but his prey-animal paranoia is increasingly aware that he might be hunted. So he is running through the woods, panicked and regretting his decision to come out of here. He doesn’t mean to happen onto another person, but when he does, he comes to a halt. Sheep aren’t meant to be alone. They flock together and find safety in numbers.]
Wild Card, Any time
[Have an idea for another prompt? Let me know!]
When: The month of Maiuril
Where: Around the city
What: A Monthly Catch-All post for Hector.
Warnings: Potential for language, full-moon shenanigans, and descriptions of violence
Egg-Sitting, Early Maiuril
[Working so closely with another Mirrorbound for weeks is not ideal, but when the reward is an exciting new animal, Hector’s willing to endure it. Yes, there’s equal chance of it being an angry snake-creature, but that’s not a deal-breaker. He is going to love whatever comes out of the egg.]
So, if we divide our time equally, it shouldn’t be too much to handle. I can take the first shift.
Wilde Hunt, Maiuril 7th
[Well, Hector’s starting to look for a witch to bond with, but he’s still unbonded for the moment. He can almost feel the buzz of the energy from the full moons in his skull. So Hector joins the hunt, against all instinct.
He isn’t hunting, but his prey-animal paranoia is increasingly aware that he might be hunted. So he is running through the woods, panicked and regretting his decision to come out of here. He doesn’t mean to happen onto another person, but when he does, he comes to a halt. Sheep aren’t meant to be alone. They flock together and find safety in numbers.]
Wild Card, Any time
[Have an idea for another prompt? Let me know!]

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You know what you're doing.
[He rolls the barrel over, and pulls a cup out of his sash to hand over to Trevor.]
This is the least I could do. So...thank you.
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'welcome.
[ He smiles a bit to Hector before he goes to set the cup down beside him on the bench, the Morning Star whip clipped at his belt, Trevor taking out a pair of gloves to slide them on. Just in case. ]
I'll keep watch until the sun starts to rise. So you can rest easy knowing that I'm out here.
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...but Trevor's confirmation that he'll stay here still feels like a blanket being thrown over him after a chill.]
Make sure you're home before sunrise. Wouldn't want you getting sunburned.
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I'll be fine. Go get some rest.