07-11-2017, 10:00 AM
Until today... Time was actually a very interesting concept in and of itself, but in the afterlife, was it really the same as in life? This question has been running somewhere in the back of Sylvan's head all this time, nagging at his consciousness from the deepness of his subconsciousness, and now it was brought forth by what Hunter has said. Without any contraption to actually measure the passage of time, the wolf was not sure as to how long it was since he has died. At least his human companion was sure of his passage of time concept, so it would be wise for the warrior to follow that for now. Until he could get his hands on testing the passage of time and his own speed of comprehension and body in the afterlife.
While one part of wolf's brain was busy with cataloguing the unknown parts of the new environment, which was paramount for him to properly assess his capabilities and limits as a warrior in current state, other part was attentively listening and discerning what Hunter was willing to share. This came easily to ambidextrous and bilingual wolf. Though he still had to hold tightly for dear life, less he lose footing and be sent for an unpleasant kissing session with local soil. That perspective did not look inviting for the warrior at all. He could suffer through punches in a brawl and evade all the strikes aimed at him of sharp-edged weapons (in his whole lifetime the wolf did not receive a single scar - testament to his great prowess in keeping his own body as whole and fit as possible, since there is no such thing as regeneration), but he cared not for humiliation and ridicule that would definitely follow falling off ones ride.
Sylvan was a good listener, if sometimes impatient and uncaring for what others perceived as horrendous troubles of their oh-so-important lives. He rarely showed emotions such as pity and sorrow. After seeing death not once, not twice, but a thousand times, one stops to think of anything as worthy of metaphorical or literal tears. As such, he let the human finish his story before sharing his personal thoughts. - To tell you the truth, I do not know what to exactly tell you in regards to you situation. It feels to me like it is emotionally more difficult on you then mine would be to me. You say you left being a priest to marry... looks like she really was something. I can't see myself abandoning my post in warpack for anyone, but that is a complicated issue on my side, so I am not really someone who could be used as an example on this matter. And in the end you were ready to sacrifice yourself for their protection. - At these words Sylvan took a pause in order to carefully consider his next words and his thoughts on this once more. It looked like they were coming closer to their destination and soon would be passing through the gate. - No other way, huh... I am not sure I would be able to cast myself aside like that. You are much stronger than you look outside. Hey, I know. We, my human companion, are actually on the opposite sides of the same axis. - The wolf pointed first to the driver of the carriage. - You, my dear Hunter, was in a very personal relationship and everything rested on what you could do. So you tried your best up to a point where you figuratively died. On the other hand, me. - Here the black furred wolf pointed at himself. - My position required me to detach myself from everyone and lead others, disregarding the costs and only caring about results, with my own survival being paramount for continuous fulfillment of this duty. In the end though, died literally. If you can, I could advise you to evade experiencing death. Especially by fire. An unpleasant way to leave mortal coils. Anyways, I can't tell you something like don't let it influence you or other bullshit. You are way too attached to Chelsea and your kids, and that is plain as the skies of Villielaimia over Lupus Empire during summer. Mourn if you need to, but let us hope for the best, until the worst is confirmed. Oh, what do you say if we try to somehow find a way to give that Omni guy who brought us here a visit? See if it is possible to return to our initial worlds? If we are not on our separate roads before that is even possible?
The gate was in sight. Soon they would pass and new paths will be open to them. Having someone who was a fierce in protecting others at his side was something Sylvan would be glad to accept. Even if that venture would not last for the full duration of their journey here. One could certainly hope, but only time would tell.
While one part of wolf's brain was busy with cataloguing the unknown parts of the new environment, which was paramount for him to properly assess his capabilities and limits as a warrior in current state, other part was attentively listening and discerning what Hunter was willing to share. This came easily to ambidextrous and bilingual wolf. Though he still had to hold tightly for dear life, less he lose footing and be sent for an unpleasant kissing session with local soil. That perspective did not look inviting for the warrior at all. He could suffer through punches in a brawl and evade all the strikes aimed at him of sharp-edged weapons (in his whole lifetime the wolf did not receive a single scar - testament to his great prowess in keeping his own body as whole and fit as possible, since there is no such thing as regeneration), but he cared not for humiliation and ridicule that would definitely follow falling off ones ride.
Sylvan was a good listener, if sometimes impatient and uncaring for what others perceived as horrendous troubles of their oh-so-important lives. He rarely showed emotions such as pity and sorrow. After seeing death not once, not twice, but a thousand times, one stops to think of anything as worthy of metaphorical or literal tears. As such, he let the human finish his story before sharing his personal thoughts. - To tell you the truth, I do not know what to exactly tell you in regards to you situation. It feels to me like it is emotionally more difficult on you then mine would be to me. You say you left being a priest to marry... looks like she really was something. I can't see myself abandoning my post in warpack for anyone, but that is a complicated issue on my side, so I am not really someone who could be used as an example on this matter. And in the end you were ready to sacrifice yourself for their protection. - At these words Sylvan took a pause in order to carefully consider his next words and his thoughts on this once more. It looked like they were coming closer to their destination and soon would be passing through the gate. - No other way, huh... I am not sure I would be able to cast myself aside like that. You are much stronger than you look outside. Hey, I know. We, my human companion, are actually on the opposite sides of the same axis. - The wolf pointed first to the driver of the carriage. - You, my dear Hunter, was in a very personal relationship and everything rested on what you could do. So you tried your best up to a point where you figuratively died. On the other hand, me. - Here the black furred wolf pointed at himself. - My position required me to detach myself from everyone and lead others, disregarding the costs and only caring about results, with my own survival being paramount for continuous fulfillment of this duty. In the end though, died literally. If you can, I could advise you to evade experiencing death. Especially by fire. An unpleasant way to leave mortal coils. Anyways, I can't tell you something like don't let it influence you or other bullshit. You are way too attached to Chelsea and your kids, and that is plain as the skies of Villielaimia over Lupus Empire during summer. Mourn if you need to, but let us hope for the best, until the worst is confirmed. Oh, what do you say if we try to somehow find a way to give that Omni guy who brought us here a visit? See if it is possible to return to our initial worlds? If we are not on our separate roads before that is even possible?
The gate was in sight. Soon they would pass and new paths will be open to them. Having someone who was a fierce in protecting others at his side was something Sylvan would be glad to accept. Even if that venture would not last for the full duration of their journey here. One could certainly hope, but only time would tell.
A predator's heart
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
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