Entries tagged with mature brotherly communication

[Open spam - basically anywhere]

[On this barge, Marsh sleeps. Not long and not well, and rarely on purpose. He sleeps wherever he can stumble to when he can no longer continue, curled up with his hood tugged down past the spikes and his axes tucked beside him, in common rooms and empty cabins, in stairwells and doorways and litorral pockets of the library. He doesn't care how exposed he is, anymore. Wardens can ask Ryan to track him down if they want to use him, and he'll oblige them gleefully enough. Any inmates who want to take revenge on him for the brutalities he's committed at the urging of one warden with mental powers or another is, as far as he is concerned, free to do so. And Marsh has no interest in stepping inside his own cabin. When the edge of his exhaustion dulls, he twitches with nightmares, but makes no sound.]

[Open spam, hallways]

[He doesn't look any different as he skulks through the corridors. He has no desire to attract attention to his amorphous but renewed sense of purpose. He pays more attention, to everyone he passes, might waylay anyone who looks out of place with an outstretched hand, not quite touching, and a murmured wait, might scrutinize those he knows a little more closely, but without eyes, it's difficult to tell.]

( locked to Riddick, Ned, and Kelsier )

super grown up mature responsible spikewarden

Razorpuppet wants to be a real boy