paroozing games like sirenspull. let's see where this takes us

[resplendens]

So that's it, is it? Lightening fast, you're trying make up your mind about with sort of game you want to send me off too. You're being a bit hasty, if you want my opinion-- [who doesn't?] even if you have got another month before applications resume at that Port place.

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[gentles]

Peter. [Hey there big brother.] Your mundane is debating on sending you to the Port as well?

ew gross it's you

[resplendens]

Nothing's set in stone just yet, but it looks that way, Su. [A pause.] Don't tell me you're planning on going there as well.

you know you love me

[gentles]

I might be.

[Her lips purse somewhat.]

It's not on the top of my list of priorities, but I apparently can't have a say in the matter at all.

meh

[resplendens]

Don't worry, I'm certain you'll make yourself well and heard eventually.

Re: meh

[gentles]

[She wrinkles her nose at you for that jab brother, before a look of concern takes over.]

It sounds very dangerous- the Port. I've heard it crawls with horrible creatures at night.

[resplendens]

[Taking care of those sorts of things are his bread and butter, though Susan! Big brother takes care of the scary things, remember?] We've seen worse, I'm sure.

[gentles]

But we haven't seen everything, Peter. How can you be so certain?

[resplendens]

[Because he's the High King, that's why.]

We haven't seen everything yet.

Really Su, there's a time and a place to be negative.

[gentles]

I'm not being negative, I'm just trying to be realistic.

[Like she hasn't said that before.]

[resplendens]

There are times when being realistic can also be being negative, Su. [Hey, at least he's trying to sound gentle about it.]

[aslandish]

Their choices are sometimes made without thought or preparation.

[resplendens]

[/internal fangirling]

It doesn't mean that we have to like it very much, though, does it?

[aslandish]

[ dsfhkj ]

There are times we may not.

[ He can't really say he approves of ALL his mun's choices, but. ]

We must make the best of the circumstances we are given.

[resplendens]

[That get's his mouth pressing together somewhat, before he sighs, and nods.]

You're right, of course. [Still makes him uneasy and a little frustrated, though.]

[aslandish]

[ A faint, yet reassuring smile. ]

It may be there is a purpose for our displacement.

[resplendens]

[He smiles back, of course. It's impossible not too.] I suppose there's a second time for everything.

[aslandish]

[ A soft rumble in affirmation. ]

Indeed.

[ Aaaand because they haven't spoken in a while: ]

How do you fare, my son?

[resplendens]

Just fine. [lol no] Keeping as busy as I can. These days, there's always something you can have on your mind. [Like how much he misses his sword at his hip, or his voice not sounding so boyish again. And his beard, oh don't get him started on that.

But... that all stays with him. No need for the others - no need for Aslan to hear about his foolish and rather vain sorrows.]

[aslandish]

[ You don't have to say it, Peter. Aslan just has a way of knowing these things.

He nods once, in understanding. ]

It is the same in many places.

[ Though Peters no longer bears the burdens of a King of Narnia -- or at least not in his world and time -- there are other matters that may preoccupy his thoughts. ]

What troubles you?

[resplendens]

[But he just shakes his head once, sharp and quick.] Nothing of importance, Aslan.

[aslandish]

[ Aslan shakes his head in turn. ]

For some, a grassy meadow may be as difficult to cross as a mountain.

[ Gently: ]

Even kings may have their share of troubles.

[ aka, 'you can't fool me son so you might as well come out with it'. He won't hold it against Peter if he doesn't tell; it's an invitation to express himself and nothing more. ]

[sixthanimorph]

Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.

[Don't mind him, Peter, gloating is pretty much his default setting.]

[resplendens]

You'd just best keep your nose out of this.

[sixthanimorph]

Now that's not very neighborly. Whatever happened to all those courtly manners?

....hope you don't mind sdfsd

[aslandish]

[ David, you're not really going to harass Peter when his papa lion is in the thread above, now are you? ]

[resplendens]

[YEAH.]

are you kidding? sidle on in, stranger, it's been too long

[sixthanimorph]

[He really can't help it, Aslan, trolling people he really shouldn't is just what he does. Kid needs a new hobby. Something to occupy his time.

Cross-stitching, perhaps.]

So. You're the Great Lion they all talk about.

dhfkj hi there c:

[aslandish]

[ Rabadash needed a new hobby too. He was acting like an ass all the time so he got to be one for a bit.

You probably don't need that kind of lesson, though, do you, David? ]

I am.

long time no see :D

[sixthanimorph]

[Because that worked so well the last time someone tried.

Though, admittedly, you're a way different animal than Jake. Even he has to admit that, however grudgingly.]

You don't look so tough. I bet I could take you.

[But he doesn't sound too sure.]

I knoooow omg. how have you been?

[aslandish]

[ Exceptionally well.

Aslan doesn't answer, golden eyes fixed intently on the young man. Though he is lion in shape, there is a great deal more to him than may be readily apparent, and it shows in the intensity of his stare.

Do you really want to challenge a being as old as Time itself? ]

pretty good! floating around here, around memes, you know how it goes. what about you?

[sixthanimorph]

[Morphed or not, David's not going to let himself be cowed by a lion. Even a Great Lion. So he stares back at Aslan, his brown eyes fixed and his jaw set.

It doesn't last for long. Aslan is more than a lion, and whatever he is, he's not something David can face for long. Staring at him feels like he's being pared down to his essence, like those golden eyes can see straight down to the heart of him. It's an uncomfortable feeling, and finally he has to break eye contact and look away, down to the ground.]

What are you? [There's petulance in his voice, but there's fear now too.] You're not just a lion.

i'm good! in a couple games, poking around here occasionally, etc. c:

[aslandish]

[ He sees, and he knows.

His gaze does not waver; nor does his expression. ]

I am the Son of the Emperor-Over-the-Sea.

i heard from a little birdie slade's back in action, y/n?

[sixthanimorph]

[His gaze, on the other hand, does. He looks up sharply.]

Emperor-Over-the-Sea? I thought you were the Emperor-Over-the-Sea.

[Between running amok on Narnia and trolling Peter something awful he's picked up bits and pieces. But he still didn't think you were real.]

yyy I re-apped him at tlv. he's been at sirenspull for over 2 years now though.

[aslandish]

I am many things.

[ World Maker, Singer, Champion of Those Who Are Good, Conqueror of Evil Witches...and so on. ]

It is as I have said.

[ He is the Son, but there will come a time when titles will no longer be needed.

aka Creators and Their theology are generally a bit complicated. ]

2 years, geez, that's almost as long as i've been playing david! will have to stalk tlv threads tho.

[sixthanimorph]

[He folds his arms, working up the courage to ask the one question he's been wondering ever since he got here.]

Why did you choose Peter to be High King of Narnia? He's not the strongest or the fastest.

[Unsaid, but hanging off his tongue, is the implication that he would make a better king than Peter.

Whether he actually believes that is another matter.]

he is a old muse now, yis (as is this lion here). c: perhaps we shall play together again someday

[aslandish]

The measure of his physical prowess was not the reason he was chosen.

[ Being the "strongest" or the "fastest" means little if you care for no one but yourself. ]

[resplendens]

I'm debating dropping the whole lot of them just to give you what you deserve.

[sixthanimorph]

That's kind of harsh. What did I ever do to you?

[resplendens]

You're a bloody trickster, that's what you are! [He's normally much nicer, really.]

[sixthanimorph]

Tricksters get a bad rap. They can be really helpful when they want to be. [Aw, he likes it better when you're fired up like this anyway.]

[resplendens]

From what I've seen, the only person you're interested in helping is yourself.

[sixthanimorph]

Who says they have to be mutually exclusive? What's good for me can be good for other people too.

Here, have a little brother-king! *throws Ed at Pete*

[siredmundofthehow]

Now, now my lord brother and High King, what troubles?

[He is beginning to truly realize how forunate he is to be with his Mun, she at least listens to him sometimes. And considers his words. Although sometimes her decisions aren't made when she is as clear-headed as she could be.]

Ah, mun troubles. Many of them do not seem to seem to take our concerns seriously. Mine at least is considerate sometimes... Although I shudder to think what kinds of games she may place me in...