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WHO: Anduin Wrynn & Eleven
WHEN: A day or two after Anduin's network post
WHERE: The gardens
WHAT: Two light soft boys meet up and have a heart-to-heart
WARNINGS: None so far!
Back home in Stormwind, whenever Anduin had needed a moment to collect himself, to think -- well. He had hardly been able to find one. But when it was allowed, he would find himself in the gardens, just off of the throne room and the armory in Stormwind Keep. Perhaps it had something to do with its proximity to the Royal Library, another favorite spot of Anduin's. Or perhaps there's something about it that simply made him feel at peace. A little piece of nature, nestled in the heart of the castle.
It is for this reason that Anduin finds himself seeking out whatever piece of nature he can find, here in this village. The forests he knows are dangerous to enter, but he remembers there are gardens? And he needs to get out of the house before anyone else shows up demanding his attention or words of wisdom he is running out of patience to supply.
He might have known that the gardens here would be occupied as well.
"Oh," he says, drawing to a halt. "My apologies, I do not mean to interrupt."
WHEN: A day or two after Anduin's network post
WHERE: The gardens
WHAT: Two light soft boys meet up and have a heart-to-heart
WARNINGS: None so far!
Back home in Stormwind, whenever Anduin had needed a moment to collect himself, to think -- well. He had hardly been able to find one. But when it was allowed, he would find himself in the gardens, just off of the throne room and the armory in Stormwind Keep. Perhaps it had something to do with its proximity to the Royal Library, another favorite spot of Anduin's. Or perhaps there's something about it that simply made him feel at peace. A little piece of nature, nestled in the heart of the castle.
It is for this reason that Anduin finds himself seeking out whatever piece of nature he can find, here in this village. The forests he knows are dangerous to enter, but he remembers there are gardens? And he needs to get out of the house before anyone else shows up demanding his attention or words of wisdom he is running out of patience to supply.
He might have known that the gardens here would be occupied as well.
"Oh," he says, drawing to a halt. "My apologies, I do not mean to interrupt."
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His eyes open as the other speaks, and caught in an odd place between external awareness and spiritual focus, Anduin may feel a warm brush of curious energy at his feet that winds up through his ankles, then steadily dissipates.
Eleven knows he's seen him before, though from a distance. He can't recall the words he'd spoken, though he vaguely remembers an apologetic tone. More interesting is the sense he'd gleaned while he'd still been connected to the life around him. As such, he stares at the young man with some surprise and a touch of wonder.
"You're light."
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no worries! I'm happy to continue
perfect!!! c:
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