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Mordred Deschain ([personal profile] mordredeschain) wrote2018-02-07 06:12 am
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 *Mordred was getting used to having his own home. He was even used to the rather odd people who lived nearby, the Door to nowhere that he could open to anywhere if he tried and the rather odd geography of the area.

*Other people, however, would probably not enjoy walking in on him. If only because of the spiderwebs, the fact that his home was a cave in a rock spire and the unlikely canyon right outside.*
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-26 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Is there a corner of the cave I could create a makeshift bed in Perhaps? Where and how do you usually sleep?"
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-27 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"A hammock would be comfiest I think, it was pretty good in the forest that time. Probable better than trying to get comfortable on this rocky floor."
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-27 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks thats really kind of you." Now that he has pointed it out, she can see that some of the webbing that adorns the cave is a hammock. She climbs into it as gracefully as she can, taking her bag with her. She had packed a jumper in case it got cold at night and she tucks it under her head to use as a pillow.
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-28 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
Sleep is hard to find. Although she is tired and her head aches a bit, she finds that she cannot sleep. The interior of the cave is dark. It isn't long before every strange noise from outside is spooking her.

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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-28 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
The feeling wraps around her like a warm blanket, easing her fears and lulling her into sleep. She isn't even aware of where it's coming from, just that she snow feels safe enough to let go and drift away.
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-28 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
(ooc: snow?? Lol. my spelling is atrocious. Or subconsciously it sneaked into my writing cos it is snowing here today.)


"Mmmmm." She mumbles first before words are awake enough to slot into place. "Just about. Is it time to get up?"
Edited 2018-02-28 16:19 (UTC)
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Re: Silly snow

[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-28 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She yawns and stretches , and stretches, and tips out of the hammock.
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-28 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Once the shock from so unceremoniously landing on the floor has subsided, the laughter kicks in. "yes I am thanks. wow, talk about a rude awakening."
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-02-28 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, never. But then again I don't usually sleep in a hammock. This is my second time so at the moment it's 50/50."
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[personal profile] wordsofwater 2018-03-01 10:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes I think that would be a good idea, thanks."