Skylarynn

@skylarynn

It’s good to see you again! How have you been?

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@this-is-not-an-alien

School’s been alright!

And oooh!!! You’re starting a newsletter!!!!!!!!!!! (Or have you started one? What are you planning on sending? Have I subscribed yet?)

Have you finished the college and disability applications yet?
How do you think that will go?…[Read more]

My Lord Castle is getting impatient but forces My Lord Castle to wait.

*begins coming up with mischief for if they stay, though he didn’t expect it* And ooh. Moo hoo ha-

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Nithel’s stomach flips when the man lifts his shirt enough to show the scars. Memories rush him, ones he’d tried desperately to forget but refused to leave.

Nithel…[Read more]

Alessio watched Nithel let the food roll back on the table, unobtrusively slipping his shirt back on. He dropped his gaze, starting to feel wretched for letting his jumpiness spread. His friend had to practically stay on pins and needles to keep him from having a meltdown. Why couldn’t he just–?
Alessio consciously halted his thoughts there. Nit…[Read more]

“Who did that?” Alessio growled and Nithel looked up. His brows furrowed, and for a moment, he had no idea what the youth meant. Then he saw where he was looking, and Nithel’s eyes turned a bit heavy.

He was about to answer, when Alessio tried to apologize, “Sorry.. sorry, I wasn’t…devils.”

Nithel’s brows furrowed a bit more, and he doesn’t k…[Read more]

Nithel pulled off his shirt which made Alessio uncomfortable, regardless of the circumstance. He was trying not to think of him. But Alessio could’ve somewhat laughed off his edginess at this point until his eyes alighted on the bruised and cut marks on his body. Everything else blacked out, his mind went blank like he’d been shot. Nithel was say…[Read more]

“It looks…safe enough.” Alessio said.

Nithel licked his lips after trying a fruit. It was… sweet. But also tart and filling. Like something his eldest daughter would bake. Nithel’s heart tugged, his eyes serious. He looked at Alessio a moment, before pulling off his shirt, and looking back at the food. Nithel’s skin was deeply tanned. There…[Read more]

Alessio had decided to leave out the part where “immune” was loosely defined as “won’t kill me” but it was a moot point now. He only caught Nithel the moment he popped some sort of nuts in his mouth. For two seconds Alessio completely panicked. But his friend grabbed another fruit and he didn’t drop dead or anything…
But Nithel’s action made Ale…[Read more]

My Lord Castle just waits.

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When the table appeared, Nithel’s stomach flipped and his mouth watered. It had been two nights since he’d eaten the dried rusk. How long since he’d actually had food, though. Egad… He wanted to fall upon the fruit, the meat, the bread, and truthfully, the possibility of poison hadn’t even crossed…[Read more]

No waaait. *Cackles maniacally*

Alessio had gone through a lot of different scenarios. He’d tried to think through every possible consequence and contingency.
But…it was quiet…
Probably not a good sign. That usually meant whatever punishment lay in store for him was going to be a lot worse. He tried to breath slowly and not look as terri…[Read more]

As the castle groaned, Nithel’s eyes widened, and he stepped back against the wall. Then as stones started to drop his lips parted in shock. He wanted to hide underneath something but there was nowhere to hide. No shelter from the rock. Nothing. And Alessio, standing right in the middle as debris fell.

Nithel wanted to order him to move, but move…[Read more]

The rumbling had, in fact, terrified Alessio. But he was very, very stubborn and he had “a plan”.
He’d done this before, or at least something like it. Devils, he was comparing the Castle more and more to the wizard. It was like, having it happen all over again. The same helplessness, same kind of control-freak and the same immortal dread. Only…[Read more]

“Alright,” Alessio said, and most looked his directions. “Most of you each come from different worlds with different powers or capabilities, one of the only constants is that you all have secrets.”

*Nithel has no clue what his ‘power’/’capability’ was*

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The Lord Castle, could feel the emotions of the young one rising. Flamed…[Read more]

Nithel’s eyes shone just a little and he nodded to Alessio.
“I will do as you say.” He said. Alessio wasn’t sure how to respond to that. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Alessio didn’t really count himself as a leader but everyone else seemed to…
“Um…right.” Arguing would waste valuable time…
Alessio looked around, trying to gauge every…[Read more]

Nithel smiled inside at Alessio’s laughter. Then when the laughter didn’t stop, Nithel’s eyes got a hesitant twinkle. He had made the youth laugh. (Albeit unintentionally.) *thoughts/sweet memories of home*

Nithel gave Alessio a small bow with his head. I’m glad you laughed.

Alessio coughed a few times, then after a moment, he answered.…[Read more]

“Don’t give up now.” Alessio whispered, his voice husky.

Nithel cleared his throat silently, feeling the pressure of Alessio’s hand on his shoulder. Like a friend. Were they friends?

Nithel trembled inside. How he wanted his wife in his arms again. To weep with her. For her to caress him, and tell him that though things would change, she would…[Read more]

“I have two daughters, a son, and the last time I saw my wife, we were expecting another.” Nithel said. Four children…how long had he been married? Alessio was trying to do the math because it was easier to process than his feelings. “My elder daughter is about your age.”

Mathematical gesticulations froze his mind.

Nithel said it like Alessio…[Read more]

Ok I know this has nothing to do with anything and barely even belongs in the Villian’s Character Castle but @skylarynn, I found a picture of Karayan…

Nithel could see the struggle in Alessio and was sorry. *wants to explain, very badly… if he could… *

Nithel then nods, and a smile touches his lips. A sadness filled his eyes as well. “I have two daughters, a son, and the last time I saw my wife, we were expecting another.” I have not met them yet. “My elder daughter is about your…[Read more]

Nithel can see the pain and rushing in Alessio’s eyes struggling. Staring at the strap around his neck. Abni, I do remember you. Not much, but- Images flash through the back of his mind. But mostly, he remembers the emotions he had when with the youth.

Alessio blurts out, his eyes begging likely more than he wished, “Do you remember where you g…[Read more]

He looked well? He chose not to debate that.

“Mayra…” Nithel repeated slowly, looking down, but also at her face. It was hurting her, his lack of remembrance. If it meant anything, the name was beautiful. “Your name is lovely.” … “And I’m sorry.”

He glanced at Alessio, wondering if he was the youth he had at the back of his memory. Wondering…[Read more]