09-22-2020, 11:52 AM
Wight
He seems mad, the frustration drifts over his face like a cloud over the sun, inch by excruciating inch, and honestly I have no idea what he's talking about because I haven't moved except to kick the tree. Maybe he means 'Don't kick the tree,' and I can't help but wonder if maybe he has some affinity for the things, but that is not a trait that we share. As far as I can tell, the trees are just tall and quiet and frankly I don't think they even have brains. How could they, they are so impossibly slow, slow as the red arches of Loess that never-ever-ever-ever-ever move. Like, ever. Dull as rocks, that's trees, but maybe this guy's slow like the trees, maybe he gets them.
Who knows, there's dumber magic than that out there. Probably.
He gets there eventually, though, and as much as I'd like to roll my eyes at him, I'm much too polite for that. It's really not his fault that it takes him so long to get my meaning, not if he was born with a tree-brain, and I do actually need help so I can't afford to scare him off by being too rude. I don't want to confuse him too much, either, though. I try to slow down - a little - I don't think I can speak as slowly as it would require for a real tree to know what I was talking about but hopefully, he's got a little more horse than wood in his skull.
"Do.You.Like.Moths? I.Got.Lotsa.Moths." Again, an encouraging grin. You gotta be friendly with people like this, let them know it's okay to take the time they need to understand. I suppose life is probably hard for someone like him, "Orrr.We.Could.Be.Best.Friends. You.Wanna.Be.Best.Friends? Forever?"
That's probably a better deal for him than for me, I could really help a guy like this out, but that's okay. I don't mind being a little philanthropic, 'specially if it gets my foot outta this ivy.
"Deal?"
Who knows, there's dumber magic than that out there. Probably.
He gets there eventually, though, and as much as I'd like to roll my eyes at him, I'm much too polite for that. It's really not his fault that it takes him so long to get my meaning, not if he was born with a tree-brain, and I do actually need help so I can't afford to scare him off by being too rude. I don't want to confuse him too much, either, though. I try to slow down - a little - I don't think I can speak as slowly as it would require for a real tree to know what I was talking about but hopefully, he's got a little more horse than wood in his skull.
"Do.You.Like.Moths? I.Got.Lotsa.Moths." Again, an encouraging grin. You gotta be friendly with people like this, let them know it's okay to take the time they need to understand. I suppose life is probably hard for someone like him, "Orrr.We.Could.Be.Best.Friends. You.Wanna.Be.Best.Friends? Forever?"
That's probably a better deal for him than for me, I could really help a guy like this out, but that's okay. I don't mind being a little philanthropic, 'specially if it gets my foot outta this ivy.
"Deal?"
@[Molech]