Post by The Swift Scout on Mar 31, 2014 19:19:40 GMT -5
Teemo shrugs his shoulders, pulling himself against the larger yordle and yawning. "Doesn't matter. It's late. We should... get to bed so we're ready for tomorrow."
The scout buries his nose into Titus' shoulder, soon going silent and breathing calmly. Alcohol has a way of clearing his head... to the point that all he can do is pass out and wait for morning.
One point, the half minded Titus felt shaky in the room. The next, he finds himself in a murky foggy realm. There was no ground and yet he stands tall. His head throbs from something (probably because from the unnecessary large amounts of sake consumed.) But the captain doesn't know where he is, what he remembered from that day. He only knows that he is he.
To find out where he is, Titus slowly march forward into the foggy unknown.
Post by The Swift Scout on Apr 3, 2014 8:59:21 GMT -5
Several hours later...
Teemo, now turned away from his fellow captain, squirms and whimpers in his sleep. His fur is matted down from sweat and splayed out from the struggling he's done, rolling over several times. Though his face doesn't show pain or horror, his breathing is still quick, and he's obviously afraid.
His whole body shudders and he turns over once more, this time reaching out and grasping for something, anything. Coming into contact with something, his fingers immediately wrap around it, squeezing Titus' arm to the point where his hand starts shaking.
His inside consciousness flare up. The air thickens itself and a sense of panic overfills him. As he scurry in circles to find,out where he is, a second morbid thought comes to him.
Someone's in trouble. There's no scream from anywhere, nothing within the dense fog, and yet Titus has to save someone.
"Hello!? Hello!? Anyone there!?" He echoes through the unknown, drawing his greatsword out. He charges in the forward, left, right, forward, left, left then forward again, arriving into the same yet eerily murky dimension.
Post by The Swift Scout on Apr 4, 2014 22:45:45 GMT -5
Teemo's condition doesn't get any better. His fingers retain their firm grasp on his companion's bicep, starting to give small tugs. The whimpering he gives off grows in volume, but only a little, and soon he's mouthing nonsense. He turns over just enough to pull out his other arm from under him and grabs hold of Titus' forearm, trying to pull the other yordle closer.
He feels a sharp tug on his arm and then Titus finds himself back in the room, panting and panicking for a moment before regaining his sense of reality. It was just a dream, he keeps reinforcing himself. However dream or not, he's helpless and short of breath. Then he turns his head to his companion, shifting and whimpering as if he's in pain. The captain first put on his sleeping clothes (he had no idea why he's naked) and gently nudge Teemo's arm. Titus must save Teemo from his own nightmare.
Post by The Swift Scout on Apr 8, 2014 7:28:58 GMT -5
As Titus leaves, Teemo rolls over again. And again. He squirms and shifts in his sleep even more uncomfortably now, occasionally reaching out for something and ultimately not finding it. The moment that the other captain touches his arm, the scout bolts upright, shouting.
"NO, J-!" That's all he gets out before slapping a hand over his mouth, eyes wide and wet. His panting starts to become uneven and choked, the haunting memory completing itself in his mind. Teemo drops his head into his hands, failing to hold back the tears, his body shivering violently from the frustration. Quietly he sits there and cries into his palms, fur matting down.
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