Tiberios
05-14-2021, 12:07 PM
You could hardly miss the way Tib’s eyes widened at her statement. It was comforting to know that only a few generations separated him from his past, awkward as that knowledge was. “Her parents…” He wondered about them, who they were and where they’d been. And then he wondered how deceptively young Beyza might actually be. He blinked, lifting himself slowly out of the water to further level himself with her eyes that never seemed to flutter against the wind, and let the water begin to dry off his skin in the natural way he was used to: by boiling it off. He didn’t need to necessarily start a flame, just had to build his body temperature until the liquid puffed itself into tiny coils of steam that rose off his black pelt. Of course, the water around him went from icy to lukewarm in a matter of seconds, but he reasoned there was enough of it between them that Beyza might not be affected … or she might think he’d pissed the river.
He stopped drying himself immediately at the thought.
“Neutral I suppose.” He muttered, trying to cover his embarrassment as the river swept away his earlier mistake. “I bounced between the Falls and the Dale until…”
Until what? Tiberios wondered at the way things were here, in this time, as compared to the way things were in his time. It seemed as if magic had permeated every living thing in this world, no longer divided between specific lands or kept hidden from other horses. It was strange to think he could just blurt out the reason for his leaving one Kingdom for another, odd to share a part of himself that used to be tucked away - if not for the garish scar that he’d gotten in the process of gaining his powers.
“... well, until I was pulled into a quest. Nothing was really the same afterwards.” He huffed, content. It felt kind of good to just let it out. “That’s how I was disfigured.” He tilted his head to one side, pointing out the obvious. He knew Beyza had looked; everyone always looked, but he also knew that her intentions so far had been kind. Tib didn’t blame her - he’d stared long enough at himself as it was.
A moment or two of quiet overcame him then, and the pied stallion listened either to the melodic sound of his companion's voice or the gentle rumble of the river before he spoke up again.
“You mentioned your parents,” He hedged curiously, “Where were they from? Are they …” Tib paused, trying not to be insensitive (while seeing no way around it), “Um, still around?”
@[Beyza]
He stopped drying himself immediately at the thought.
“Neutral I suppose.” He muttered, trying to cover his embarrassment as the river swept away his earlier mistake. “I bounced between the Falls and the Dale until…”
Until what? Tiberios wondered at the way things were here, in this time, as compared to the way things were in his time. It seemed as if magic had permeated every living thing in this world, no longer divided between specific lands or kept hidden from other horses. It was strange to think he could just blurt out the reason for his leaving one Kingdom for another, odd to share a part of himself that used to be tucked away - if not for the garish scar that he’d gotten in the process of gaining his powers.
“... well, until I was pulled into a quest. Nothing was really the same afterwards.” He huffed, content. It felt kind of good to just let it out. “That’s how I was disfigured.” He tilted his head to one side, pointing out the obvious. He knew Beyza had looked; everyone always looked, but he also knew that her intentions so far had been kind. Tib didn’t blame her - he’d stared long enough at himself as it was.
A moment or two of quiet overcame him then, and the pied stallion listened either to the melodic sound of his companion's voice or the gentle rumble of the river before he spoke up again.
“You mentioned your parents,” He hedged curiously, “Where were they from? Are they …” Tib paused, trying not to be insensitive (while seeing no way around it), “Um, still around?”
@[Beyza]