1 Rain
Storms are particularly comforting however scary parts of life. The clatter of rain pittering and pattering themselves against everything in there way just to splash onto the floor and detach from there little hut suppressing them altogether. Thus while the rain does there own thing, the wind bellows at each other making everything on earth cower and cry for our protectors.
How pathetic that sounds, yet it also sounds like something from a book. A fantasy that never seems to come true, No matter how much we bow and whisper to the voiceless wraiths and mourn for what we have and what we don't. It never appears to come true.
"Will you quit gaping at the sky like it's a fucking laker and get your ass over here?" Wake grumbles, not fully enjoying my pleasure in the rain. Bitch.
"Yes, I will come over there. When you stop behaving like you got one up your ass. But alas, that will never happen now will it? What a shame.." I click my tongue repeatedly shake my head side to side slowly, That's what the asshole gets for ruining my excellent commentary.
Humblest apologies reader.
"Stop acting like an old wise piece of shit *when your not* and get your ass over here!" He growls while risking from the darkness, making the moonlight ( At least what was shown of it.) show half of his putrid orc complexion.
"Ew, Get back into your emo corner. I'll be there in a moment." As I sarcastically say this he snarls at me showing his fangs that could oppose what would be called a 'tiger'.
"Bitch." Wake snarls out
"Emo" I call right after, getting up from my cozy spot and waddling over to where he appeared to be working. My extra limbs limply dragging against the stone floor making it create noise against the kind of silent walls. The only noise accompanying it is the sound of magma sizzling in the metal barrel which somehow hasn't melted.
"What do you need that's SOO essential you had to intrude in my daily pondering? It hasn't even been my usual five hours yet.." I whined, flopping onto the ground next to the orc ( Who actually smelled kinda good, If you like the smell of campfire mixed with metal) making him shuffle a bit to create some room between me and him.
"Well, for firsts, Learn about the aspect called personal space. Ever heard of it, you dingbat?" He sneered once again, making me reel back from his disgusting breath and lean on my hands.
"Ya, sure. Only if you learn to brush your teeth, of course."
"Fuck off.." He growled making his chest vibrate so much you could probably hear it a long while away. Even with this rain
"Kay, onto business, what do you need?" I ended, I love swearing and all but I feel that the rain will end soon. I at least want to get an extra hour of peace with this shithead.
"Your gonna hate me for this." He postponed the sentence a minute longer than finally said, "I need you to go out in the rain and at least get me 1 more jake."
"..You gotta be fucking kidding right..?"
"I'm not."
I deadpan and grimace at the rain, It's gonna end in an hour, but this bitch will throw a hissy fit if I don't go now.
I am beginning to despise Wake more than I already do.
"I am not going in the rain, Where it's booming and beating us with the resentment of the Gods and our kind. If you really want that jake so badly then you can get it yourself." Ending the bitter conversation, I perch myself off the ledge of the cave and spread my extra limbs that I despise more than my life. And that's saying something.
