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Summary:
The world of Torpin is open, dragging in Others from different worlds. The majority of them are monsters, prone to violence. There are some, however, that are not, and are able to live amongst the human population, if allowed to. Marland should know; he's one of them. His job is to hunt and stop the Others that seek only to destroy what's around them. On one job, a human Other drops through a portal, an event which Marland has never heard of happening before. And that's not the only thing different about the human...
Rating: M
Notes: Contains swearing.
Any questions or clarifications, just ask. (Unless it’s, you know, plot-related. XD)
As for the italics thing, I'm going for if the word's in caps, then chances are, it's supposed to be in italics. Similarly, if there's words encompassed by -' '- , then whatever's in between them should be italicised.
Genre: Urban fantasy
Word count: 2,416
Total word count: 16,884
Status: Work in Progress
He couldn't go out, not when the sun was out and everyone would be able to see him clearly. His other pastime would involve being able to SEE so that was also out, not unless he wanted to draw some pictures that either looked like he'd been on heavy hallucinogens, or had been done by a four-year-old.
Which then left him with daytime television.
Oh, he was just so looking forward to that mind numbing boredom. He wouldn't be able to see the picture that well, but he would at least be able to hear the voices.
Flicking on the TV, he put the volume down to nearly minimum; it wouldn't matter to him anyway - he'd be able to hear it. Cookery show - news - antique selling show - sports - huh, movie. He watched it for a few seconds before settling down, vaguely sure of what was going to happen anyway.
It was near the end, where the hero was proclaiming that yes, he WOULD defeat the villain in a one-to-one dance-off and neither of the characters had shown any inclination of knowing how to throughout the entire film (then again, the entire thing had been filled with plotholes you could put a three-story house through, along with random things dropping from the sky which the protagonist had oh so needed at that particular time), when Marland heard movement coming from Shodin's room.
He hesitated on what to do. There was probably a big chance of Shodin coming out and that would leave him alone to defend himself against his questions. Though, he would be by himself ANYWAY even if Paizinel was up, because she'd be encouraging him to ask away.
The door clicked up and Shodin poked his head through. He seemed surprised when he saw him, then frowned slightly, eyes flicking to the TV.
"Shouldn't you be resting?"
Marland snorted, shaking his head. Nearly exactly the same damn question. "Can't sleep anymore."
"Ah, okay." Shodin walked in to the room, peering around to look at the TV properly. He tilted his head at it, brow furrowed. "What's this?"
"A crap movie." Shodin looked at him, more confusion on his face. His ears flicked down, and he hunched more over the chair. "The box is a TV, and it shows... information, depending on the channel you set it at."
Shodin nodded along to the points, and then his attention was dragged back to the TV when yet ANOTHER unexpected event happened.
"Did their clothes just change colour?"
Marland nodded. Not just changed colour; they'd went through an entire wardrobe change in the same scene.
Shodin continued to watch, completely fascinated by it, asking questions like 'If they're wearing that much armour, shouldn't they be sinking?' and 'Haven't they now just run past that painting three times?' and 'Why is Giaxtiron the sixty-eighth wearing someone else's hair and not acting like he was before?' Most of the questions could be answered with 'Yes', 'It's a crap, cheap movie' or 'Don't think about it. REALLY.'
Finally the ending credits started scrolling, where the hero had saved the woman (who Marland wasn't even sure was the same one from the start) and the villain had fallen off a cliff.
"People watch that for entertainment?" Shodin asked faintly, staring at the screen.
"I have no idea." People talked about them, but they didn't always enjoy them for what they were, but enjoyed them because they liked taking the crap out of them. Marland was starting to see why.
"Marland, do you mind if I…?" Shodin waved towards the kitchen.
He shook his head, wondering if Shodin knew how to cook –or, at least, heat up the microwave meals- or if Paizinel had told him how to.
Shodin looked like he knew what he was doing, finding what he wanted fairly easily. On the way back, he wandered over to the window and yanked back the curtains.
Marland promptly fell off the chair trying to get out of the way of the light, snarling all the way. He rolled enough to NOT crush his wings or land on his shoulder.
There was a crash as something hit the floor, and he flinched away from the sound.
"Wha - Marl-"
-'What? What's-'-
"CLOSE THE FUCKING WINDOW."
There was a brief hiss and the room darkened again.
"Marland, are you okay?" Footsteps coming towards him. Couldn't see who it was. Shit. Ears flat, magic coming, now just to-
-'Shodin, WAIT.'- Paizinel. Friend. But what about the other one?
"Paizinel?"
-'Let him calm down first.'-
Calm down? His body was buzzing, feeling like there was other sensations, like he could feel the air on him. But, the headache was receding, and Marland cautiously opened his eyes.
The world was still a haze of too much brightness, his eyes not having nearly enough time to adjust back yet. He turned around, keeping track of any other sounds, but he could see Paizinel sitting on the couch, and Shodin standing a few steps away from him.
Slowly, bit by bit, Marland could feel his heartbeat slowing down, and he relaxed from the defensive crouch on the floor.
"Marland? Are you okay?"
"'M'fine."
Pai rolled her head in a circle. -'He's not; he's got a massive headache right now.'-
"I - what happened?"
There was a brief silence as they waited for him to talk. He brought his wings in closer, the rustle the only sound in the room, but didn't say anything.
-'He's nocturnal,'- Pai explained, stretching. -'So his eyesight's made for darkness - sunlight hurts them.'-
"Oh. Damn. I'm sorry; I didn't realise." Shodin took a step forward, and Marland growled. It didn't stop him, not completely, but he did slow down.
That was fucking embarrassing.
Shodin stood there for a few seconds before going back to pick up the plate he'd dropped. Paizinel continued to sit on the couch, her tail slowly wagging up, tapping the couch, and then wagging back up again.
He just wanted to retreat back to his room.
-'How long was I sleeping for?'-
Marland looked at her, before glancing at the clock. "Three hours?" ... He'd been watching that crap for three hours?
-'Well, I don't think I'LL be going back to sleep again anyway.'- She wound her way down to the floor and started to fold the blanket.
Shodin had sat himself down on a chair and had already started to eat the sandwich. "Do you need help?"
Paizinel shook her head. -'Nah, I'm all right.'-
Bustling sound entered the room for the next few minutes. Eventually, he was able to put his body and instincts on low alert rather than panicking at every out-of-place sound and went over to right the toppled chair and sat down on it.
-'Oh the joys of mindless TV,'- Paizinel said, laughing, after putting the blankets away.
"I think you've watched more than me," Marland muttered, watching as more ads flashed up. More talking monkeys. Talking about... cars? Ugh, whatever.
She chuckled at that. -'And is night-time television any better?'-
His ears, which had been making their way up, went flat again, remembering some of what he'd seen. They were probably going to be STUCK like that soon. "No."
Shodin seemed absolutely fascinated by the ad. Maybe if Marland was quick enough, he could go and hide in his bedroom before the barrage of questions started.
When it finished, Shodin turned away from the TV and looked at him. "Is there anything else I should know?"
He blinked, not understanding where the sudden change of topic came from.
One of Shodin's hand started waving in slow circles as he spoke, nearly at face-height. "About... you."
Marland stared at him. Where the HELL had that come from?
Paizinel burst out laughing, tail thumping on the couch a quick beat. -'I don't think you'll find out much about him if you ask him like that.'-
Shodin ducked his head, chuckling softly and rubbing the back of his head. "I meant, if there was anything else I should know about you." He frowned, then started again. "You were hurt because of my lack of knowledge about your eyes - is there anything else I should know about you that I can avoid doing?"
Oh. Marland stared at him, wondering about what he'd just said. It didn't exactly sound like him fishing for weaknesses... "Not much." He shrugged, wings rustling. "I don't eat human medicine because that would either make me really ill, or it might kill me.
"I see," Shodin said, frowning. "What do they look like?"
Marland and Paizinel shared a look.
"They're pretty much always small, never bigger than this." Marland held his thumb and index finger a centimetre apart from each other
Shodin stared at his fingers with a concentrated look on his face. "All right," he said, nodding. "Are they coloured in any particular way or…?"
It would have probably been easier if they actually had something to show him, but Marland never kept any in his flat – why would he keep something that could kill him? "White. Usually." He'd heard about there being other colours but he'd never seen them.
Marland blinked and then looked around. The light in the room looked different. The TV was still going, but that seemed to emphasise the change as the light from the TV lit up the room more.
There was a faint hissing sound. His ears twisted, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. The hissing became louder, starting to sound like tapping, and it became obvious that it was coming from the window.
Rain. A few more seconds passed and it got even heavier, the sound started to merge again. It sounded like the rain was directly hitting the window.
-'Thunder storm, you think?'-
He shrugged. It wasn't one last time, and that had seemed like it would turn in to one.
The wind started to pick up just then, howling and rattling the windows. Or maybe it WAS going to be.
Shodin was staring at the window, completely enraptured. He turned back to face Marland. "Ah, do you mind if I watch it?"
Marland was a little weirded out by Shodin asking him. He shook his head. "Look out the side, not the front."
Shodin smiled, mostly in the eyes again, and nodded as he got up off his chair. He put his plate on the table and went over to the window. He leaned with his back mostly to the wall and pulled the curtains out a little bit, but not by much. Shodin exhaled softly after a few seconds, the sound only just carrying over the thumping rain and churning wind, his whole body relaxing at the same time. From where he was standing, Shodin was bathed in a twisting light cast by the rain. His eyelids were lowered and he was staring like he wasn't actually seeing the rain.
Was the rain reminding him of something, or was he thinking?
The TV had finished with the ads, and had already started with the next film. This one began with explosions and a human running through a forest, being chased by snarling dogs. There was something off with the dogs' body language, but Marland couldn't place what it was exactly; they were never shown in full, a tree or a bunch of leaves always blocking part of the view.
The room brightened harshly for a second. There was an expectant pause of a few seconds before the low grumbling of thunder followed. It lasted for a while, longer than usual.
Marland sighed, wings drooping until the tips brushed the floor. He had a few hours of being randomly blinded to look forward to now. Great. The storms usually came around unexpectedly, but they always lasted for a long time.
"What was THAT?" Shodin's eyes were wide as they could go and he wasn't standing next to the window anymore. He was a couple of steps away from the window, facing it.
Marland was a bit concerned that he hadn't noticed the difference straight away, but his eyes were still adjusting to the sudden changes in light. At least they were brief enough to not hurt so much, and he wasn't as blind for as long.
-'That was a flash of lightning and a roll of thunder,'- Paizinel explained, going standing on her last four legs to be at more of an eyelevel with Shodin. -'They're usually just light and sound.'-
Shodin turned away from the window and looked at Paizinel. "Just light and sound?" A small pause. "'Usually'?"
-'That's what they are,'- she said, bobbing her head. -'Just light and sound.'- Her tail started to move again, waving slowly. -''Usually', because the lightning sometimes hits something.'-
"What happens when it does?" Already, Shodin's attention was focused away, on gathering more information.
-'Fire,'- she answered simply. -'It depends on what it hits, but most of the time a big fire's started.'-
They could hear the wind growing in strength, whistling past, and shaking the window. The rain fell even harder, and Marland doubted he'd be able to see it if he went to look. It sounded like if a person went outside, they would be soaked from head to toe within the space of a few scant seconds, even if they were protected by umbrellas. Not that they would make much difference, not with how the winds were currently at. From the looks of things, the sky had darkened even more, Marland's flat starting to look like how it did during the night, rather than it being mid-afternoon.
"How do you avoid it?"
Marland snorted, ears flicking, while Paizinel shook her head.
-'You can't,'- she said gently. –'Lightning moves and hits in under a second. That's what the flash is.'-
The room whitened out again, and Marland heard Shodin trip over a chair. Grumbling in his throat, he shielded his head with his wings, knowing that would do nothing now that he'd already seen the flash, but they would at least be up when the next one happened.
-'I think you should sit over here, Shodin.'- Marland could just hear Paizinel's tail thumping on the couch, maybe as a guide for Shodin. –'You'll get hurt less that way.'- Already, Marland's sight was coming back and he could see Shodin making his way over.
"Ah, thank you."
This time it was Paizinel who snorted. –'It's not like I'm taking up all the space by myself or anything.'-
Summary:
The world of Torpin is open, dragging in Others from different worlds. The majority of them are monsters, prone to violence. There are some, however, that are not, and are able to live amongst the human population, if allowed to. Marland should know; he's one of them. His job is to hunt and stop the Others that seek only to destroy what's around them. On one job, a human Other drops through a portal, an event which Marland has never heard of happening before. And that's not the only thing different about the human...
Rating: M
Notes: Contains swearing.
Any questions or clarifications, just ask. (Unless it’s, you know, plot-related. XD)
As for the italics thing, I'm going for if the word's in caps, then chances are, it's supposed to be in italics. Similarly, if there's words encompassed by -' '- , then whatever's in between them should be italicised.
Genre: Urban fantasy
Word count: 2,416
Total word count: 16,884
Status: Work in Progress
He couldn't go out, not when the sun was out and everyone would be able to see him clearly. His other pastime would involve being able to SEE so that was also out, not unless he wanted to draw some pictures that either looked like he'd been on heavy hallucinogens, or had been done by a four-year-old.
Which then left him with daytime television.
Oh, he was just so looking forward to that mind numbing boredom. He wouldn't be able to see the picture that well, but he would at least be able to hear the voices.
Flicking on the TV, he put the volume down to nearly minimum; it wouldn't matter to him anyway - he'd be able to hear it. Cookery show - news - antique selling show - sports - huh, movie. He watched it for a few seconds before settling down, vaguely sure of what was going to happen anyway.
It was near the end, where the hero was proclaiming that yes, he WOULD defeat the villain in a one-to-one dance-off and neither of the characters had shown any inclination of knowing how to throughout the entire film (then again, the entire thing had been filled with plotholes you could put a three-story house through, along with random things dropping from the sky which the protagonist had oh so needed at that particular time), when Marland heard movement coming from Shodin's room.
He hesitated on what to do. There was probably a big chance of Shodin coming out and that would leave him alone to defend himself against his questions. Though, he would be by himself ANYWAY even if Paizinel was up, because she'd be encouraging him to ask away.
The door clicked up and Shodin poked his head through. He seemed surprised when he saw him, then frowned slightly, eyes flicking to the TV.
"Shouldn't you be resting?"
Marland snorted, shaking his head. Nearly exactly the same damn question. "Can't sleep anymore."
"Ah, okay." Shodin walked in to the room, peering around to look at the TV properly. He tilted his head at it, brow furrowed. "What's this?"
"A crap movie." Shodin looked at him, more confusion on his face. His ears flicked down, and he hunched more over the chair. "The box is a TV, and it shows... information, depending on the channel you set it at."
Shodin nodded along to the points, and then his attention was dragged back to the TV when yet ANOTHER unexpected event happened.
"Did their clothes just change colour?"
Marland nodded. Not just changed colour; they'd went through an entire wardrobe change in the same scene.
Shodin continued to watch, completely fascinated by it, asking questions like 'If they're wearing that much armour, shouldn't they be sinking?' and 'Haven't they now just run past that painting three times?' and 'Why is Giaxtiron the sixty-eighth wearing someone else's hair and not acting like he was before?' Most of the questions could be answered with 'Yes', 'It's a crap, cheap movie' or 'Don't think about it. REALLY.'
Finally the ending credits started scrolling, where the hero had saved the woman (who Marland wasn't even sure was the same one from the start) and the villain had fallen off a cliff.
"People watch that for entertainment?" Shodin asked faintly, staring at the screen.
"I have no idea." People talked about them, but they didn't always enjoy them for what they were, but enjoyed them because they liked taking the crap out of them. Marland was starting to see why.
"Marland, do you mind if I…?" Shodin waved towards the kitchen.
He shook his head, wondering if Shodin knew how to cook –or, at least, heat up the microwave meals- or if Paizinel had told him how to.
Shodin looked like he knew what he was doing, finding what he wanted fairly easily. On the way back, he wandered over to the window and yanked back the curtains.
Marland promptly fell off the chair trying to get out of the way of the light, snarling all the way. He rolled enough to NOT crush his wings or land on his shoulder.
There was a crash as something hit the floor, and he flinched away from the sound.
"Wha - Marl-"
-'What? What's-'-
"CLOSE THE FUCKING WINDOW."
There was a brief hiss and the room darkened again.
"Marland, are you okay?" Footsteps coming towards him. Couldn't see who it was. Shit. Ears flat, magic coming, now just to-
-'Shodin, WAIT.'- Paizinel. Friend. But what about the other one?
"Paizinel?"
-'Let him calm down first.'-
Calm down? His body was buzzing, feeling like there was other sensations, like he could feel the air on him. But, the headache was receding, and Marland cautiously opened his eyes.
The world was still a haze of too much brightness, his eyes not having nearly enough time to adjust back yet. He turned around, keeping track of any other sounds, but he could see Paizinel sitting on the couch, and Shodin standing a few steps away from him.
Slowly, bit by bit, Marland could feel his heartbeat slowing down, and he relaxed from the defensive crouch on the floor.
"Marland? Are you okay?"
"'M'fine."
Pai rolled her head in a circle. -'He's not; he's got a massive headache right now.'-
"I - what happened?"
There was a brief silence as they waited for him to talk. He brought his wings in closer, the rustle the only sound in the room, but didn't say anything.
-'He's nocturnal,'- Pai explained, stretching. -'So his eyesight's made for darkness - sunlight hurts them.'-
"Oh. Damn. I'm sorry; I didn't realise." Shodin took a step forward, and Marland growled. It didn't stop him, not completely, but he did slow down.
That was fucking embarrassing.
Shodin stood there for a few seconds before going back to pick up the plate he'd dropped. Paizinel continued to sit on the couch, her tail slowly wagging up, tapping the couch, and then wagging back up again.
He just wanted to retreat back to his room.
-'How long was I sleeping for?'-
Marland looked at her, before glancing at the clock. "Three hours?" ... He'd been watching that crap for three hours?
-'Well, I don't think I'LL be going back to sleep again anyway.'- She wound her way down to the floor and started to fold the blanket.
Shodin had sat himself down on a chair and had already started to eat the sandwich. "Do you need help?"
Paizinel shook her head. -'Nah, I'm all right.'-
Bustling sound entered the room for the next few minutes. Eventually, he was able to put his body and instincts on low alert rather than panicking at every out-of-place sound and went over to right the toppled chair and sat down on it.
-'Oh the joys of mindless TV,'- Paizinel said, laughing, after putting the blankets away.
"I think you've watched more than me," Marland muttered, watching as more ads flashed up. More talking monkeys. Talking about... cars? Ugh, whatever.
She chuckled at that. -'And is night-time television any better?'-
His ears, which had been making their way up, went flat again, remembering some of what he'd seen. They were probably going to be STUCK like that soon. "No."
Shodin seemed absolutely fascinated by the ad. Maybe if Marland was quick enough, he could go and hide in his bedroom before the barrage of questions started.
When it finished, Shodin turned away from the TV and looked at him. "Is there anything else I should know?"
He blinked, not understanding where the sudden change of topic came from.
One of Shodin's hand started waving in slow circles as he spoke, nearly at face-height. "About... you."
Marland stared at him. Where the HELL had that come from?
Paizinel burst out laughing, tail thumping on the couch a quick beat. -'I don't think you'll find out much about him if you ask him like that.'-
Shodin ducked his head, chuckling softly and rubbing the back of his head. "I meant, if there was anything else I should know about you." He frowned, then started again. "You were hurt because of my lack of knowledge about your eyes - is there anything else I should know about you that I can avoid doing?"
Oh. Marland stared at him, wondering about what he'd just said. It didn't exactly sound like him fishing for weaknesses... "Not much." He shrugged, wings rustling. "I don't eat human medicine because that would either make me really ill, or it might kill me.
"I see," Shodin said, frowning. "What do they look like?"
Marland and Paizinel shared a look.
"They're pretty much always small, never bigger than this." Marland held his thumb and index finger a centimetre apart from each other
Shodin stared at his fingers with a concentrated look on his face. "All right," he said, nodding. "Are they coloured in any particular way or…?"
It would have probably been easier if they actually had something to show him, but Marland never kept any in his flat – why would he keep something that could kill him? "White. Usually." He'd heard about there being other colours but he'd never seen them.
Marland blinked and then looked around. The light in the room looked different. The TV was still going, but that seemed to emphasise the change as the light from the TV lit up the room more.
There was a faint hissing sound. His ears twisted, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. The hissing became louder, starting to sound like tapping, and it became obvious that it was coming from the window.
Rain. A few more seconds passed and it got even heavier, the sound started to merge again. It sounded like the rain was directly hitting the window.
-'Thunder storm, you think?'-
He shrugged. It wasn't one last time, and that had seemed like it would turn in to one.
The wind started to pick up just then, howling and rattling the windows. Or maybe it WAS going to be.
Shodin was staring at the window, completely enraptured. He turned back to face Marland. "Ah, do you mind if I watch it?"
Marland was a little weirded out by Shodin asking him. He shook his head. "Look out the side, not the front."
Shodin smiled, mostly in the eyes again, and nodded as he got up off his chair. He put his plate on the table and went over to the window. He leaned with his back mostly to the wall and pulled the curtains out a little bit, but not by much. Shodin exhaled softly after a few seconds, the sound only just carrying over the thumping rain and churning wind, his whole body relaxing at the same time. From where he was standing, Shodin was bathed in a twisting light cast by the rain. His eyelids were lowered and he was staring like he wasn't actually seeing the rain.
Was the rain reminding him of something, or was he thinking?
The TV had finished with the ads, and had already started with the next film. This one began with explosions and a human running through a forest, being chased by snarling dogs. There was something off with the dogs' body language, but Marland couldn't place what it was exactly; they were never shown in full, a tree or a bunch of leaves always blocking part of the view.
The room brightened harshly for a second. There was an expectant pause of a few seconds before the low grumbling of thunder followed. It lasted for a while, longer than usual.
Marland sighed, wings drooping until the tips brushed the floor. He had a few hours of being randomly blinded to look forward to now. Great. The storms usually came around unexpectedly, but they always lasted for a long time.
"What was THAT?" Shodin's eyes were wide as they could go and he wasn't standing next to the window anymore. He was a couple of steps away from the window, facing it.
Marland was a bit concerned that he hadn't noticed the difference straight away, but his eyes were still adjusting to the sudden changes in light. At least they were brief enough to not hurt so much, and he wasn't as blind for as long.
-'That was a flash of lightning and a roll of thunder,'- Paizinel explained, going standing on her last four legs to be at more of an eyelevel with Shodin. -'They're usually just light and sound.'-
Shodin turned away from the window and looked at Paizinel. "Just light and sound?" A small pause. "'Usually'?"
-'That's what they are,'- she said, bobbing her head. -'Just light and sound.'- Her tail started to move again, waving slowly. -''Usually', because the lightning sometimes hits something.'-
"What happens when it does?" Already, Shodin's attention was focused away, on gathering more information.
-'Fire,'- she answered simply. -'It depends on what it hits, but most of the time a big fire's started.'-
They could hear the wind growing in strength, whistling past, and shaking the window. The rain fell even harder, and Marland doubted he'd be able to see it if he went to look. It sounded like if a person went outside, they would be soaked from head to toe within the space of a few scant seconds, even if they were protected by umbrellas. Not that they would make much difference, not with how the winds were currently at. From the looks of things, the sky had darkened even more, Marland's flat starting to look like how it did during the night, rather than it being mid-afternoon.
"How do you avoid it?"
Marland snorted, ears flicking, while Paizinel shook her head.
-'You can't,'- she said gently. –'Lightning moves and hits in under a second. That's what the flash is.'-
The room whitened out again, and Marland heard Shodin trip over a chair. Grumbling in his throat, he shielded his head with his wings, knowing that would do nothing now that he'd already seen the flash, but they would at least be up when the next one happened.
-'I think you should sit over here, Shodin.'- Marland could just hear Paizinel's tail thumping on the couch, maybe as a guide for Shodin. –'You'll get hurt less that way.'- Already, Marland's sight was coming back and he could see Shodin making his way over.
"Ah, thank you."
This time it was Paizinel who snorted. –'It's not like I'm taking up all the space by myself or anything.'-
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Date: Nov. 10th, 2010 08:13 am (UTC)*snickers* XD
Nice commentary, Marland, hehe. But wow, he watched that for 3 hours?
Ouch, the light must have hurt.
*snickers again* Who'd tell anyone if they got asked just like that? Though I guess...if Shodin knew more about himself, he probably wouldn't mind revealing stuff about himself. Ah, but it looks like Marland is either understanding or trusting Shodin more~
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Date: Nov. 10th, 2010 09:35 am (UTC)Marland was kinda worried Shodin might try to be a helpful and end up killing him by accident. XD;
Shodin: 'Marland's really hurt and unconscious! The TV said that if you ate this, you'd get better!' *gives Marland pills*
Marland: *gets sicker/dies*
Shodin: Um...
Plus, there's no medicine in the flat, so unless Shodin goes out and buys them specifically, Marland should be okay, least on that part. XD
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Date: Nov. 10th, 2010 10:26 am (UTC)Ahahah, that would be a terrible situation if it ever happened, but seeing it like this makes me laugh. It's okay Shodin, you're trying to be helpful, but don't kill Marland in the process. XD
Hm, Shodin probably won't be out of the flat anytime soon, so I guess that means Marland is safe from human medicine at least. =P (But apparently not from the sunlight. too late for that!)
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Date: Nov. 11th, 2010 12:00 am (UTC)I think I need to tone down his reaction to light a little. His eyes should be able to accostomise to light, like how ours can accostomise to darkness. (Takes thirty minutes to, apparently) Especially because he does use the lamps and stuff. And watches TV. *facepalm*
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Date: Nov. 11th, 2010 06:04 am (UTC)Ah, that's true! TVs are fairly bright. If he can watch those, then that means he can withstand some light. He'd probably still get blinded though, especially if the light is sudden! Maybe his TV needs to be extra dim. =P
Haha, I was writing today on my netbook and didn't realize until an hour later that I had it own the lowest brightness setting. -__-; No wonder my eyes were getting tired!