...Or I at least think it's a tree apocalypse. I'm not entirely sure, it's why I'm asking. It could just be the whole nymph thing making me extra sensitive to the appearance of trees, but the ones in the city are striking me as a bit more...aggressive than usual?
Well, no, I take that back, I've definitely met more aggressive trees than this, BUT AS FAR AS THE TREES HERE GO.............look, you get my point.
Edited (I'm so sorry gem, I keep catching shit to fix jkdghkjdgh) 2023-06-19 20:48 (UTC)
Ah, the trees are rebelling. I always knew this day would come.
But nah nah nah it's deffo the nymph thing telling you that. But that doesn't mean it's nothing! Aggressive trees are nothing to sneeze at. Unless you're allergic, I guess.
So what are the trees telling you, oh Whisperer of the Woods?
Well that's the weird thing, normally trees don't tell me anything at all. At best, I can usually pick up a.......................vibe.
[After everything that's happened, vibe has easily become his least favorite word, but...it's the best way to describe it!]
These aggressive trees are using actual words, Hanna. Full on sentences, a whole speech even. None of it is any good. They sound like they're in pain...
Did they say they sent the mushrooms as a warning or something? I mean I know trees and fungi are two different species or whatever but I figure they're probably in cahoots or something.
It sounds like they're asking everyone for help... Which makes no sense if a nymph is the only one who can hear them.
Although I suppose they could expect me to pass the message along, which in that case, I am no one's delivery boy!
If you do hear anything...could you let me know? I never heard a single peep from those mushrooms, but I was only just beginning to change when that outbreak occurred. My, um...plant sense??? may not have been kicking in then.
Come on Merlie you're the Lorax, you speak for the trees! You gotta let the people know! Next thing you know, everybody's gonna get turned into a tree or something!
Well, no. Of course not. but like huh ... well i dunno if he actually IS a doctor or if that's just his like... moniker or whatever that he writes books under? dr. seuss writes childrens books that rhyme! weird little poems and stuff. super famous in my world.
anyway he wrote one about the horrors of capitalism destroying the planet called "the lorax" and the lorax is this little yellow mustachioed dude who tells this business magnate that he needs to chill the f out and stop cutting down truffula trees to make thneeds bc like, we need the trees more than we need thneeds, obvs. but anyway nobody listened to the lorax and then the environment was screwed, the end.
[Did you even read The Lorax, Hanna?
Doesn't really matter, Merlin can't fact check him anyway.]
So don't be like everybody else! At least say you t r i e d, man!
[...barely any of that made any sense to him. And yet, the parts that did make sense are all that matter, because he doesn't want to be the one who didn't try.]
Fine, fine, I'll go save all the trees or something...
[The thing about being in a completely different world is that the rules are always different than your own. The thing about that world being Ryslig is that the rules keep changing influenced by the melting pot of worlds that fall in to be a part of it.
Maya hadn't realized how much she wasn't aware of those rules changing until recently, and.... after seeing Trish allege that she wasn't trying to be mean, well, Maya can't help but worry about the similarities between their... situations.
Is being a monster... making her meaner?
Luckily, she's got someone nearby to bother hwo she can always count on to listen.
While they're home, Maya slinks her way into Hanna's room and bellyflops onto his bed next to him.]
Ha-nnaaaaaaaaa.
[She hums into the pillow, something between a whine and a sigh.]
[He's nose deep in a book on Horsebonology Equine Biology when she waltzes in, so much so that he doesn't even initially notice her entrance. She may notice that he looks a touch... troubled by whatever he's looking at.]
--!!! [A yelp escapes him when she flops onto the bed, the impact getting him airborne for approximately half a second. He scrambles to sit back up, crossing his legs and grasping the book against his chest as he settles back onto this plane of existence.]
O-oh, hey Maya!
[He laughs, shaking off those kelpie nerves. He's fine, totally not startled. Nope. Great. Plus, he can focus on how she appears to be in some kind of minor distress herself!]
[Maya is quite used to kelpie nerves. The fact Hanna's always been nervous around her has never registered as strange to her because of it— though she can't help but cover her mouth and giggle at his momentary flight.]
[He's going to pretend that her giggling doesn't make him feel some type of way. It's probably just the emotional whiplash making him dizzy. He slips a folded piece of paper into the book, marking his place before closing it and dropping it on nightstand. ...Oh wait, that's not a nightstand. It's just a pile of books higher than his mattress.
Leaning back against his headboard, he folds his hands over his stomach and crosses his ankles, smiling with an inquisitive quirk of his brow.]
[It's cute, kind of. Well, it's allowed to be cute— since Hanna doesn't make much of a mess, the whole books-on-books-on-books thing is actually charming instead of messy. It's just one of the things that makes Hanna... Hanna.
Maya slides up into a sitting position, one leg hanging off the bed and the other folded half-criss-cross style, with her big ol' tail hanging off the intersecting edge. But her face looks a little serious, despite the relaxed posture— contemplative, a little pouty.]
Hanna— am I getting mean?
[It's one thing having to stop caring about humans just for the sake of survival— but... is her attitude toward other monsters really that flippant?]
You sure have a way with words, don't you, Mr. Cross?
[She can't stop herself from, well— teasing. And that makes her shake her head, holding her hands up again as if she wasn't already too late to stop herself...]
Nonononono, I mean— I can Definitely take this seriously!
And you're not mean! You're really nice. I know we just confused Merlin! But—
[She puts her hand to her chin thoughtfully, crossing the other one over her chest.]
I keep thinking about, right before then? Merlin got kind of drunk when he was all dog-butt and ears.
And... he was really upset about the way I talked to him. Before that, some time before you got here... I made my friend Riley feel like I didn't take her seriously, too, and it really hurt her feelings.
And then Trish... She's really a good girl! She's kind of scary, but it's just that mega-cool-girl attitude! Like, you know, a popular girl on TV?
[Why is that the descriptor...?]
She acted like she had no idea she was being mean, you know?
Yeah, I uh... I know those types and-- [He shrugs a little, the corners of his mouth tugging downward as if he has a bad taste in his mouth. It's brief, but it was there.]
-- cool people can sometimes come across... cold, y'know? And that looks mean to a lotta folks. But I don't think even think you're cold.
You're just... [He gestures with one hand, as if summoning the word he's looking for from the air.] ...honest! And not even like brutally honest, just. Blunt! There's nothing wrong with that.
And I mean, you're not being blunt for the sake of hurting anybody, right?
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