[ Kai's been through compulsion spells, his body commanded against his own will, while he fight for control of it. This time is a little different, this time he doesn't feel that same urge to fight - like it's a simple fact that he'll do as he's told. And it doesn't seem to have faded yet.
It leaves a sour taste in his mouth that Kai needs to wash out as soon as possible and as soon as he realizes there's a minibar he heads for it, not picky about what he grabs. ]
If anyone else wants some you should call dibs soon, there's not a lot here.
B. Safehouse Settling In
[ Kai isn't great at being trapped, holed up, and the fact that other people are present just means that they're all prisoners together. A proper elfin would probably sit and be patient, but screw that, Kai's pacing like a tiger in a cage, poking at all the nooks and crannies, trying to find a way out or something interesting to occupy his time with. ]
I'd give a good fifty years off my life to have a gun. [ He mutters it, not really quietly enough to keep from being overheard. ] Or a pickax.
C. At Large
[ Eventually, finally, Kai's set free to roam, and roam he does. He'll head to a bar to get the lay of the land, but he can also be found investigating the local animals, catching and dressing some of them to hand off to a food bank, or helping out with the plumbing because Dempsey would've thrown Kai to the wolves if he couldn't manage that much - even if Dempsey hadn't had any sort of altruism in mind when he'd taught Kai what he needed to know.
Kai doesn't even complain about any of the tasks too much. ]
I'm going to be seven kinds of sore when this is done.
[ That doesn't mean he resists complaining at all. ]
What are you up to afterwards?
D. Wildcard
[ prompt me, or hit me up snowishness to plan specific things! ]
Kai Gracen | Kai Gracen Series
[ Kai's been through compulsion spells, his body commanded against his own will, while he fight for control of it. This time is a little different, this time he doesn't feel that same urge to fight - like it's a simple fact that he'll do as he's told. And it doesn't seem to have faded yet.
It leaves a sour taste in his mouth that Kai needs to wash out as soon as possible and as soon as he realizes there's a minibar he heads for it, not picky about what he grabs. ]
If anyone else wants some you should call dibs soon, there's not a lot here.
B. Safehouse Settling In
[ Kai isn't great at being trapped, holed up, and the fact that other people are present just means that they're all prisoners together. A proper elfin would probably sit and be patient, but screw that, Kai's pacing like a tiger in a cage, poking at all the nooks and crannies, trying to find a way out or something interesting to occupy his time with. ]
I'd give a good fifty years off my life to have a gun. [ He mutters it, not really quietly enough to keep from being overheard. ] Or a pickax.
C. At Large
[ Eventually, finally, Kai's set free to roam, and roam he does. He'll head to a bar to get the lay of the land, but he can also be found investigating the local animals, catching and dressing some of them to hand off to a food bank, or helping out with the plumbing because Dempsey would've thrown Kai to the wolves if he couldn't manage that much - even if Dempsey hadn't had any sort of altruism in mind when he'd taught Kai what he needed to know.
Kai doesn't even complain about any of the tasks too much. ]
I'm going to be seven kinds of sore when this is done.
[ That doesn't mean he resists complaining at all. ]
What are you up to afterwards?
D. Wildcard
[ prompt me, or hit me up