(smiles down at the texts before scooping up his packed knapsack. he should tell his housemate where he's off to, but doesn't—oddly enough for him—and dashes down the front steps at full-tilt.
this is something he can do alone. he wants to, needs to, and it's not long before jonas is coming up on the looking-glass house with an immediate raise of an arm. soren's most assuredly beat him there, no doubt quicker on his feet, but the time it took him to pack snacks for the road will definitely be worth the short wait.)
[Soren is a bit quicker, but he also packed a bag with some waters and snacks for the trip. His sword is sheathed at his hip and he's got his armor on. He'd been getting odd looks wearing it around town just as normal attire, but what does he care? Getting stared at is not an issue for him, he likes standing out.
He waves as Jonas arrives, calling out loud and enthused]
Hey! You brought your own stuff, cool. Wasn't sure how long we'd be out looking, [he shakes the shoulder strap of his own pack] Brought enough for us both, if we need it. Feeling ready to head out?
(standing out is one way to put it, but jonas would attribute that to his personality before he got around to commenting on the armour. he's a sunny colour on an otherwise dark palette, standing rather brightly against the foreboding atmosphere of the wildes beyond the bright wall.
he's certain he made a good choice, texting him for this. he feels calmer and more confident about it already.)
Oh, I was born ready. Hiking long distances is a... special skill of mine. (it's the most bizarre brag, which means it must be a joke. fully true and necessary for the trip, but only adds it for flavour.) Guess we can eat whatever we want on the way in, since we've got all these provisions.
–you're looking bad-ass, by the way. Thought you oughta' know.
(begins to walk, giving the looking-glass house and the mirrors inside a mock salute. bye, you shiny assholes.)
Aww, thanks! Just my usual. [but Soren will soak in the compliment, puffing up just a bit more, wanting to act the part. Strong knight! Here to do valiant things and pursue justice and what not! He chuckles at the mock salute to the house, gesturing them in the right direction]
You used to long marches? I don't think I asked, like, what you're used to doing. Stiles said you're good at healing. Been a field medic or something? [he's used to thinking of everybody in pretty medieval terms, being apart of the royal guard like he was, army life is what Soren is used to]
I calls 'em like I sees 'em. (naturally drifts where soren points, close at hand. it shouldn't be too far in, at least that's what the quest giver told him, but jonas'll trust the friend at his side over himself. a vague idea of where to go is better than no idea.)
... Stiles said that? (the statement catches him off-guard, wondering how that little gossip's doing. can't help but glance over with a smile, though, pretty proud himself. he doesn't puff up like soren, but he does adjust his pack a little with a raise of his chin. heh, a medic.) No, no, I wasn't a medic. I'm a pretty normal dude, so I'm not, like, a pro or anything. I think I just took to it. The idea was cool, you know?
Didn't know how else I could help out. I don't really wanna' hurt anyone, or... anything. So, defensive magic seemed the best option. (elbow out, catching soren harmlessly in the back of the arm. nudge, nudge, bro.) How about you? I know it's not your gig, but do you like the sounds of any magic in particular?
Yeah! He mentioned... and he thought you might be able to teach me some? Healing magic. I really gotta learn something to do with it. [and, well, he's kind of got some hang ups around it that. Getting into. Wouldn't be great.
Totally ruin the whole chill, adventure vibe here.]
Utility stuff sounds good to me, too. I'm already a knight, after all. Got the offense and defense part down! If I could heal that would, like, round me out.
... I'm– I'm actually pretty glad we finally get to hang out. How's everything been at the, uh, mansion? You manage to get a ton of people to live there?
Peaced-eh-what? .... yeah, whatever, sure! [Soren has no clue what that means, but count him in as Enthused. He gives Jonas a sturdy pat on the shoulder, not shy of casual affection in the slightest]
Mansion is still cool! Still don't got that many people, but it'll fill up, like, eventually. If you come over to teach me some healing, I could teach you some sword fighting, too! I turned the dancing room into a big ol' training hall, it's awesome.
Not that you don't have your fair share, it's just a little saying. Pee-ess day ray-sis-tonce. (no, that is not the proper pronunciation, but jonas is also a meathead. so they're doomed.) That sounds... so cool. We'll have to set up a time and just do it every once in a while. Like, once or twice a week?
You lemme know your routine and we'll totally make it work. I'm getting all geared up now... honestly, exercising here's... weird. Sword fighting'll be a good workout.
Peace-day-resist-dance! Got it! [that's about as close as he's getting, oh no, the meathead energy is Too Much. Too Powerful.]
I do morning and evening work outs everyday! You know, if I'm not out in the Wilde already. Come by anytime, you're always welcome! Stiles, too, if he wants to come around. He can work out his buncha legs.
[spider guy that he is, sure- Soren's eyes light up, like he just thought of something cool]
Oooh, man, you know how many swords he could hold? Like, soooo many! [too many, even. This is suddenly very important to Soren] Invite Stiles, I wanna see that!
Uh, you didn't list, "Good ear for languages," in your roommate ad. (chuckles at his own joke like a tit. what will they do with all of this ham? they can't even give it away.) Pretty sure he'd be down to hangout, but he's super sensitive about the spider stuff. Maybe we can ask when the changes take their course and he gets used to the new–
... uh, appendages...
(jonas is having difficulty with his acceptance of other people's monster changes too, but we're getting there together. the same way the boys are getting to the quest destination, slowly but surely, determination making him throw his arms up to deflect oncoming branches from their faces. holds a particularly large one back for soren, like opening a door for an approaching lady.
after you, milady.)
Hmm, I wonder if they limbs'll be able to hold that much weight. Do you think he'd look like some mythical warrior? He's pretty lame, (said fondly,) so he'll probably look like a huge nerd. Or fall over.
He'll definitely look super lame! The first few times, anyways. Most people look lame trying something new and all that. Shouldn't stop him!
[Soren is all about simultaneously making fun of his friends and also encouraging them. Because, really, who cares about looking lame when you're first trying something? It's just apart of getting good.]
Know what? You are so right. (heh heh heh, the mental image is actually pretty great, he'll concede to soren's point.) It'll all be worth it in the end.
Plus, he'll need to work on his new legs. The stronger they are, the stronger he'll get. Right?
... really gotta' find a way to make him feel better about the Arachne changes, though. I've got no idea what the Monsters are going through right now. You know anyone going through something similar?
Yeah, I guess I should go easier on him, 'bout it. He didn't like me calling him "spider-guy". [which is catchy, but also, rude. Soren is trying to be nicer to people. It's a goal, now, especially towards magical creatures.]
I don't like being a Witch, so I get it. This place making people all kinds of weird. My... dad was a mage back home. Here he's a dragon. Which he hates more than most anything I can think. [of course, Soren's not pried into how Viren feels about that, because being emotionally open with his father is about the last he wants to be about now]
I can see the downsides to both. Witches have it way better, though, seriously.
... but that last bit... that sounds really familiar, dude. (a mage there, and a dragon here? sounds like viren, but jonas doesn't see the resemblance. might as well ask to make sure:) Who's your dad? Yours is really here?
(jonas' eyebrows raise in muted surprise. not at the apology, but at soren calling his father "lord viren." he's his father?
holy shit.)
"Dad act"? I don't know what you mean, (he speaks calmly to hide the bulk of his worry, slowing to get a better look at soren. there's a thoughtful crease between thick eyebrows that gives it all away. he's never been very good at the whole "conceal, don't feel," thing.)
I've only met him a couple times, though... you two don't get along?
[Soren's expression does fall more serious, but it's focused rather than distant. It's difficult for him to know what to do about his father, here. He knows what Viren is capable of... but this version of his father? He seems to have no clue about what happens, how far he's willing to go.
He wants to think his dad can be better than the last he saw his father back home. It remains to be seen...]
My dad is ... amazing. He's done a lot of stuff that's just. It would make you think he's the coolest. I mean it... So. [it makes it difficult to disappoint someone like that, who is so incredible. Even when disappointing them is the right thing to do.]
You gotta be careful, with him. He thinks he's right about everything. And he's good at convincing others he's right.
(a chill runs up the length of his spine, soren's words making him think back on the times he's spent with viren. twice, once at the bonfires and another at his cottage; he seemed mellow, if a bit judgemental. he was reluctant enough about their interactions to seem almost worried he was asking too much. but jonas offered, and jonas came through on that. maybe he is naive, or impressionable.
you gotta be careful, with him.
soren looks weary, wary, and he trusts the friend he's made. it doesn't stop him from feeling incapable of handling future situations, especially equipped with this knowledge, but first and foremost? he has to take the knight's feelings into account. his slow pace is corrected, jogging forward to get a hand on soren's pauldron with a dull metal noise. it slides to seek what little he can feel of his shoulder beyond, palm coming to rest on the collar of his breastplate.)
Forget the plant, just stop a sec. (watching him a moment, before the corner of his mouth ekes out a smile.) ... I think I'm right all the time, too. Then I'm mostly dead wrong about people. I've fallen for that, like, way too many times. Not in the same way—I don't get it, really—but I hear what you're saying and I appreciate the warning. I'll be careful.
You too, okay? It's alright to be serious sometimes. I, you know, wanna' hear this kinda' stuff from you. We're buds, right?
(lifts his hand to rap knuckles against his chest, gesturing on ahead.)
So if you ever need to vent about him or anything else, I'm your guy. And, uh, they didn't actually say? It's probably really pretty, if it can heal someone. Maybe look for something bright, delicate, and... flowery? (back to being numbskulls.) If I were a cool flower, what would I look like? Probably all glow-y and fluffy.
[Soren does stop, looking a bit surprised that Jonas didn't just... brush him off. He's pretty used to that, after all. People tend to think he's not able to be serious, too much of a goofball for it, so being stopped and heard is... it's nice!
Soren beams,]
Y, yeah. We're buds. Definitely! [and, sincere as ever]
Thanks. I... think that's all I really wanted to say. [there's a lot more, but it's not for right now. That would be too much. Another time, though, maybe...
Back to be numbskulls is better. He reaches out to ruffle Jonas' hair with rough playfulness]
Fluffy sounds about right! Weird and one of a kind, I'd bet.
(jonas is never on the receiving end of hair ruffles, as tall as he is, so he ducks his head and leans into it with a low laugh. it feels nice, amicable, comforting. and it's good for them both, bonding out here like this. soren's a good guy.)
Alright, alright, we're good... nothing to see here... (time to rein the emotions in and get to hunting.)
I'm gonna' take all that as one big compliment, just so you know. Now we've gotta' keep our eyes peeled for some old tree. The guy called it a "crying tree," but that's about all he could give me for info.
[Soren laughs off the seriousness with Jonas, glad he's so chill. Time to focus up, though! They have a quest! Ahem...]
"Crying tree", huh... like ahh, what's that one kind called? With the long, hanging branches? A weepy-wallow? [weeping willow would be what he means, but Soren's far from an expert on... tree... ology...]
Probably? But, you know, the "weeping willow" version of "weepy-wallow." (if there's something jonas actually knows a thing or two about it's trees. trees are awesome, but the ones in the wilde kind of freak him out. they're all gnarled, spooky, and some carry the stains of cwyld infection.) Careful around these guys, though; I can't treat Cwyld infections yet.
It's horrible what it does to the wildlife out here...
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Date: 2020-03-23 08:23 pm (UTC)I'm leaving now, too.😎😎
(smiles down at the texts before scooping up his packed knapsack. he should tell his housemate where he's off to, but doesn't—oddly enough for him—and dashes down the front steps at full-tilt.
this is something he can do alone. he wants to, needs to, and it's not long before jonas is coming up on the looking-glass house with an immediate raise of an arm. soren's most assuredly beat him there, no doubt quicker on his feet, but the time it took him to pack snacks for the road will definitely be worth the short wait.)
Hey, man!
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Date: 2020-03-27 02:21 am (UTC)He waves as Jonas arrives, calling out loud and enthused]
Hey! You brought your own stuff, cool. Wasn't sure how long we'd be out looking, [he shakes the shoulder strap of his own pack] Brought enough for us both, if we need it. Feeling ready to head out?
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Date: 2020-03-27 11:25 am (UTC)he's certain he made a good choice, texting him for this. he feels calmer and more confident about it already.)
Oh, I was born ready. Hiking long distances is a... special skill of mine. (it's the most bizarre brag, which means it must be a joke. fully true and necessary for the trip, but only adds it for flavour.) Guess we can eat whatever we want on the way in, since we've got all these provisions.
–you're looking bad-ass, by the way. Thought you oughta' know.
(begins to walk, giving the looking-glass house and the mirrors inside a mock salute. bye, you shiny assholes.)
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Date: 2020-03-28 06:10 pm (UTC)You used to long marches? I don't think I asked, like, what you're used to doing. Stiles said you're good at healing. Been a field medic or something? [he's used to thinking of everybody in pretty medieval terms, being apart of the royal guard like he was, army life is what Soren is used to]
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Date: 2020-04-01 05:09 pm (UTC)... Stiles said that? (the statement catches him off-guard, wondering how that little gossip's doing. can't help but glance over with a smile, though, pretty proud himself. he doesn't puff up like soren, but he does adjust his pack a little with a raise of his chin. heh, a medic.) No, no, I wasn't a medic. I'm a pretty normal dude, so I'm not, like, a pro or anything. I think I just took to it. The idea was cool, you know?
Didn't know how else I could help out. I don't really wanna' hurt anyone, or... anything. So, defensive magic seemed the best option. (elbow out, catching soren harmlessly in the back of the arm. nudge, nudge, bro.) How about you? I know it's not your gig, but do you like the sounds of any magic in particular?
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Date: 2020-04-02 01:09 am (UTC)Totally ruin the whole chill, adventure vibe here.]
Utility stuff sounds good to me, too. I'm already a knight, after all. Got the offense and defense part down! If I could heal that would, like, round me out.
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Date: 2020-04-02 03:06 am (UTC)Well, alright then. How could I turn an ask like that down? Healing, your pièce de résistance. (offensive, defensive, supportive, and soren seems to have the bold personality to boot. he'll be a force to be reckoned with that's for sure, and jonas can't help but want in on helping him along that path. to be the very best, like no one ever was.) I've never taught anyone before, so this'll be a foray into new territory for us both.
... I'm– I'm actually pretty glad we finally get to hang out. How's everything been at the, uh, mansion? You manage to get a ton of people to live there?
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Date: 2020-04-03 03:54 pm (UTC)Mansion is still cool! Still don't got that many people, but it'll fill up, like, eventually. If you come over to teach me some healing, I could teach you some sword fighting, too! I turned the dancing room into a big ol' training hall, it's awesome.
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Date: 2020-04-03 04:16 pm (UTC)Not that you don't have your fair share, it's just a little saying. Pee-ess day ray-sis-tonce. (no, that is not the proper pronunciation, but jonas is also a meathead. so they're doomed.) That sounds... so cool. We'll have to set up a time and just do it every once in a while. Like, once or twice a week?
You lemme know your routine and we'll totally make it work. I'm getting all geared up now... honestly, exercising here's... weird. Sword fighting'll be a good workout.
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Date: 2020-04-03 04:42 pm (UTC)I do morning and evening work outs everyday! You know, if I'm not out in the Wilde already. Come by anytime, you're always welcome! Stiles, too, if he wants to come around. He can work out his buncha legs.
[spider guy that he is, sure- Soren's eyes light up, like he just thought of something cool]
Oooh, man, you know how many swords he could hold? Like, soooo many! [too many, even. This is suddenly very important to Soren] Invite Stiles, I wanna see that!
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Date: 2020-04-03 06:19 pm (UTC)... uh, appendages...
(jonas is having difficulty with his acceptance of other people's monster changes too, but we're getting there together. the same way the boys are getting to the quest destination, slowly but surely, determination making him throw his arms up to deflect oncoming branches from their faces. holds a particularly large one back for soren, like opening a door for an approaching lady.
after you, milady.)
Hmm, I wonder if they limbs'll be able to hold that much weight. Do you think he'd look like some mythical warrior? He's pretty lame, (said fondly,) so he'll probably look like a huge nerd. Or fall over.
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Date: 2020-04-04 10:34 pm (UTC)[Soren is all about simultaneously making fun of his friends and also encouraging them. Because, really, who cares about looking lame when you're first trying something? It's just apart of getting good.]
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Date: 2020-04-04 11:12 pm (UTC)Plus, he'll need to work on his new legs. The stronger they are, the stronger he'll get. Right?
... really gotta' find a way to make him feel better about the Arachne changes, though. I've got no idea what the Monsters are going through right now. You know anyone going through something similar?
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Date: 2020-04-05 06:04 pm (UTC)I don't like being a Witch, so I get it. This place making people all kinds of weird. My... dad was a mage back home. Here he's a dragon. Which he hates more than most anything I can think. [of course, Soren's not pried into how Viren feels about that, because being emotionally open with his father is about the last he wants to be about now]
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Date: 2020-04-07 04:14 pm (UTC)... but that last bit... that sounds really familiar, dude. (a mage there, and a dragon here? sounds like viren, but jonas doesn't see the resemblance. might as well ask to make sure:) Who's your dad? Yours is really here?
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Date: 2020-04-07 04:28 pm (UTC)... If you've met him, I'm sorry.
Don't fall for his dad act thing. [Soren highkey thinking Viren is looking to replace him with A Better Son and is he even wrong, though]
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Date: 2020-04-07 05:17 pm (UTC)holy shit.)
"Dad act"? I don't know what you mean, (he speaks calmly to hide the bulk of his worry, slowing to get a better look at soren. there's a thoughtful crease between thick eyebrows that gives it all away. he's never been very good at the whole "conceal, don't feel," thing.)
I've only met him a couple times, though... you two don't get along?
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Date: 2020-04-07 05:50 pm (UTC)He wants to think his dad can be better than the last he saw his father back home. It remains to be seen...]
My dad is ... amazing. He's done a lot of stuff that's just. It would make you think he's the coolest. I mean it... So. [it makes it difficult to disappoint someone like that, who is so incredible. Even when disappointing them is the right thing to do.]
You gotta be careful, with him. He thinks he's right about everything. And he's good at convincing others he's right.
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Date: 2020-04-07 05:52 pm (UTC)Sheesh, uuh, yeah!
Phew, sorry to get all serious on you. Bummer.
... What's the flower look like, again?
[terrible save, Soren, 0/10]
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Date: 2020-04-07 06:10 pm (UTC)you gotta be careful, with him.
soren looks weary, wary, and he trusts the friend he's made. it doesn't stop him from feeling incapable of handling future situations, especially equipped with this knowledge, but first and foremost? he has to take the knight's feelings into account. his slow pace is corrected, jogging forward to get a hand on soren's pauldron with a dull metal noise. it slides to seek what little he can feel of his shoulder beyond, palm coming to rest on the collar of his breastplate.)
Forget the plant, just stop a sec. (watching him a moment, before the corner of his mouth ekes out a smile.) ... I think I'm right all the time, too. Then I'm mostly dead wrong about people. I've fallen for that, like, way too many times. Not in the same way—I don't get it, really—but I hear what you're saying and I appreciate the warning. I'll be careful.
You too, okay? It's alright to be serious sometimes. I, you know, wanna' hear this kinda' stuff from you. We're buds, right?
(lifts his hand to rap knuckles against his chest, gesturing on ahead.)
So if you ever need to vent about him or anything else, I'm your guy. And, uh, they didn't actually say? It's probably really pretty, if it can heal someone. Maybe look for something bright, delicate, and... flowery? (back to being numbskulls.) If I were a cool flower, what would I look like? Probably all glow-y and fluffy.
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Date: 2020-04-07 06:30 pm (UTC)Soren beams,]
Y, yeah. We're buds. Definitely! [and, sincere as ever]
Thanks. I... think that's all I really wanted to say. [there's a lot more, but it's not for right now. That would be too much. Another time, though, maybe...
Back to be numbskulls is better. He reaches out to ruffle Jonas' hair with rough playfulness]
Fluffy sounds about right! Weird and one of a kind, I'd bet.
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Date: 2020-04-10 02:03 am (UTC)Alright, alright, we're good... nothing to see here... (time to rein the emotions in and get to hunting.)
I'm gonna' take all that as one big compliment, just so you know. Now we've gotta' keep our eyes peeled for some old tree. The guy called it a "crying tree," but that's about all he could give me for info.
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Date: 2020-04-12 05:39 pm (UTC)"Crying tree", huh... like ahh, what's that one kind called? With the long, hanging branches? A weepy-wallow? [weeping willow would be what he means, but Soren's far from an expert on... tree... ology...]
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Date: 2020-04-13 04:10 pm (UTC)...
Probably? But, you know, the "weeping willow" version of "weepy-wallow." (if there's something jonas actually knows a thing or two about it's trees. trees are awesome, but the ones in the wilde kind of freak him out. they're all gnarled, spooky, and some carry the stains of cwyld infection.) Careful around these guys, though; I can't treat Cwyld infections yet.
It's horrible what it does to the wildlife out here...