[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Gren_Eckener]

Marouse knelt beside her, and murmured gently: "I'm sorry...Ben sizin üzerinize bu diledi olmazdı."*

Gren rubbed his forehead, roaming to the kitchen. Cocoa for all, again.

(*I would not have wished this upon you.)  

[Astra_Senpai]

Oh he was even more handsome up close. Honey wouldn't switch teams for anyone but this one was enough to make her consider it. She didn't know what he'd said beyond the apology but it sounded nice. She studied his face as if trying to decide something important. All she could think of was how his left eyebrow had slightly more of and arch than the other. And how sick she felt. Honey whimpered, "I don' fe'l go'd, 'An'so'e."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"...you need sage tea." he murmured, after a moment of studying her face. "And a fleece blanket...and soft music, yes? Space as well, to gather yourself."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Her answer was simple, weak, she was too drained to lift her head, "I wan' my mum."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"...I cannot bring you that, I do not think...I can only offer myself, and all that I can make." he hummed, apologetic.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She gave a small smile to him, eyes closed and shoulders lax. She shook her head, leaning back on the couch, eyes open to look at him, though maybe through him. She chirped at him, reciting, "And though his voice like sugar spun silk there was no reprieve from the weariness of long days travel. The being sighed, Prithee Lord of Summer Sun have you wares and wisdom in this life to share to ease the troubles of wandering minds? Long held sorrows to draw moisture from us the scorched land has not? We will listen to every word and cherish every note if only for a moment and mouthful of ice."  

[Azana Brown]

"Technically speaking, I could bring her 'mum' over," Tyler said, arriving with a damp washcloth, a mug of tea, a cup of juice, and a few cookies. "She'd hate to see you like this, though...scare her half to death, I bet. Up to you, though."

From there, he addressed Sosol, looking down to Kyou. "I know where her room is, if you wanna carry her." As amazing a discovery as it was, despite all the thoughts buzzing in his head, he just couldn't stop caring about these people. Or for them, it seemed. He headed for the stairs, seeing if Sol would follow.

Sosol nodded. Kyou wasn't very heavy, either, but she was exhausted dead weight at that point. Maybe he'd go for a cookie or two after all this was done. He followed Tyler upstairs, depositing Kyou in her room of jars before a few rolls of bandage settled themselves on the desk.

Azana sipped the tea, not quite ready to take the box of bandages down yet. Instead, she followed Gren into the kitchen. "...I know this is probably pulling a Chris, but I'm sorry about this. I'm sorry for waking you up and the Inn being a mess...and for Honey's injuries. I know none of it's directly my fault, but it's mornings like this that make me feel like I'm not doing my job right."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I do, fair troubador, but not on my person. I sit before you shorn to my simplest state, able only to gft you in words and embrace." he replied softly, bowing his head in gallant service.

Gren shook his head, hair a loose rumple, unbrushed. "Azana, Im more than grateful that you are still caught off-guard by these things. This is your home, and yes, you protect it. But you shouldn't have to be on alert at every second, even when resting. I've done that. It's not something I'd want anyone else to have to suffer."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Kyou was sound asleep, being moved proved no problem. Something to make note of was the staff was laying on the floor, the rings laying in fragments around the room. Kyou lay flat, breathing raspy- that dream of golden fields and blue butterflies back.

Honey blinked slowly, crossing her legs, arms to her sides. Those weren't the words, the smile was slow, was he improvising? "Your halo shines bright for so bare a Lord. Words are enough balm for wounds of unexpected war." She flinched from Tyler, it was small- like a shiver. She didn't look away from Maro, there was something about that halo of his.

"'Ou cou'd no' ge' 'er ou' a the 'ouse," she told neither and both in almost a whisper, "t'ank 'ou t'ough." Honey invested in the cloth- cleaning her hands and wiping her face revealing the swath of freckles. Honey didn't care or know about the rest. She gave a soft sigh, looking at the treats, wrinkling her nose and leaning back once again. She held the juice glass, lipping it but lost to notes. The song she tapped with dirty nails was Pastoral by Andante.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"My...what a splendid accent...full of jumps and pits, each sentence an adventure." he remarked, grinning toothily. "I like you very much already, miss...your freckles are inviting of divination. But, you are tired...do you wish to rest?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

She sipped at the juice and grimaced- it burned a warpath through her throat. Pressing back into the softness of the couch, tense as if he would dare pluck her from the spot. She shook her head, the notes clinking against the glass quickening with anxiety. She didn't want to be alone. Alone was how this had happened in the first place. Tears stung at her eyes, "I don' wan' t' go."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Then stay." he said simply, taking a seat on the couch beside her, careful not to jostle her in her curl, but knowing a warm body beside her would help.  

[Astra_Senpai]

She didn't follow him with her eyes, she was looking at that bandaged nest in the corner that JIM had been working on. The leper had come out of there, she trembled. One he'd sat, she very slowly leaned against him. He was warm despite the cold outside and being shirtless, her skin was ice at best. She wouldn't resist if pushed away, but if allowed to stay she'd simply be still and listen to his heart. She asked, "Wha' kin'a m'sic do 'ou li'e?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Lots...but currently, I find that I like DJ Swami." he said serenely, putting an arm about her shoulder. "You are cold...Kabus! Come here and warm us." he smiled, gesturing to Malachai.

Mal, who was surprised at the abrupt demand, came over anyway and sat on the floor between them, generating warmth, earning a horn rub for his troubles.  

[Astra_Senpai]

The lull of his heartbeat was comforting. Honey tucked her legs in a little tighter, shivered as she was slowly beginning to warm up. "Samp'ed tha' b'fore, bu' i ta'es t' lon' t' tra'sla'e." She swallowed another mouthful of juice and grimaced, she offered it to Malachai- it contents barely touched but her want of it gone.