General Cross Marian (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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paradisalogs2012-10-07 10:43 pm
echivoc) wrote in paradisalogs2012-10-07 10:43 pm
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Who: Cross Marian and your beautiful self ;)
What: Nightmares of the mental variety
When: All weekend!
Where: Alexstrasza's Tree
Rating: PG-13 at most, will edit if it goes into R somehow...
If one are lucky — or unlucky — enough to stumble into this particular setting, it will seem rather normal at first. It is an overcast day, slightly windy, but nothing too strong. The large tree in front of the visitor may or may not be familiar to them, but it seems to not be just a tree, its branches swaying in the wind.
Under said tree is one (1) Cross Marian, who, instead of looking calm and unfazed, has an agitated air surrounding him. His hair is rather messy, either from letting the wind have at it, him running his hands through it constantly, or a combination of both, and his shirt is more wrinkled than usual. He sits at the base of the tree, muttering something under his breath, and pointedly ignoring his "guest" a few feet away from him: a black cat with eyes that appear to have fire burning within them. The cat is sitting there, watching him, and whenever Cross gets up to walk around the tree, it follows him, as well. It certainly is content just being a bystander, but it will go up to a visiting resident, circling them, but never touching them. The closer the cat is to the resident, the more unsettled he or she may begin to feel at this entire scenario. And if they do decide to touch the cat, a surprise awaits...
What: Nightmares of the mental variety
When: All weekend!
Where: Alexstrasza's Tree
Rating: PG-13 at most, will edit if it goes into R somehow...
If one are lucky — or unlucky — enough to stumble into this particular setting, it will seem rather normal at first. It is an overcast day, slightly windy, but nothing too strong. The large tree in front of the visitor may or may not be familiar to them, but it seems to not be just a tree, its branches swaying in the wind.
Under said tree is one (1) Cross Marian, who, instead of looking calm and unfazed, has an agitated air surrounding him. His hair is rather messy, either from letting the wind have at it, him running his hands through it constantly, or a combination of both, and his shirt is more wrinkled than usual. He sits at the base of the tree, muttering something under his breath, and pointedly ignoring his "guest" a few feet away from him: a black cat with eyes that appear to have fire burning within them. The cat is sitting there, watching him, and whenever Cross gets up to walk around the tree, it follows him, as well. It certainly is content just being a bystander, but it will go up to a visiting resident, circling them, but never touching them. The closer the cat is to the resident, the more unsettled he or she may begin to feel at this entire scenario. And if they do decide to touch the cat, a surprise awaits...
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She stops a short distance from Cross. With him this user, she does not dare approach freely. Say he doesn't recognize her. What would he do?
"Cross," she calls his name clearly. Her eyes flicker between him and the cat.
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The General is sitting at the base of the tree as Arya walks up, his eye darting back and forth at nothing in particular. It takes him a beat to realize that someone, an actual someone, speaking his name, and not a whole slew of nonexistent, unembodied voices in his ears. He looks up to see her, and nods once, and then once more, before standing up.
"Arya."
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Wrong Endless, she was the wrong Endless, she didn't do this. Wrong wrong wrong.
But only wrong in the tiniest of ways.
She kneels beside him, head tilted to the side as she listens to the mutters, close enough for her shadow to slithers up the tree as a velvety snake.