the picture prompt meme

[aanonburr]

the picture prompt meme

I — Comment with your character.
II — Others will leave a picture (or two, or three...)
III — Reply to them with a setting based on the picture.

IV — Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please.
V — Be aware that this meme will likely be image-heavy. That's kind of the point.

Link to an image: <a href=IMAGEURL>TEXT</a>

Embed an image in your reply: <img src=IMAGEURL>

You can control width and height of your pictures: <img src=IMAGEURL width=500> OR <img src=IMAGEURL height=INSERT>

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[deosil]

[ Divested of his hulking black cloak and imposing mask more snout-like than anything impinging on human characteristics the figure storming in on their doorstep was unmistakably - pathetically, very human. Chise did not startle when the door frame rattled on its hinges when Ren threw the door open with such force. So to speak. The teacup in her lap remained steady in her hands without a drop spilled over the sides as he came storming in and thunder and sound. Elias himself was still; the whole house was before at last Ren was curling up like something beaten and wounded by the fire. ]

Leave him alone. [ Chise said, mildly. The moment she saw Elias's hands tighten on the arms of his chair with the motion of someone ready to rise. Ren had seen enough - been through enough that he could go another night without the likes of Elias scaring the wits out of him. In those nine months, Chise honed her observational skills. Learned her way around Ren's temper and his other idiosyncrasies. Knew more than enough when to leave well enough alone. Elias retired that night ill at ease with Chise following not long after with Ruth at her heel. ]

Goodnight. [ She said, for the first time.

Although the night there was one who kept Ren's uneasy company. Silky had tried so very hard in her stolid, quiet way to reach out to her newest charge and housemate. The quilted blanket she threw over his lanky shoulders never seemed to illicit a response, nor the sandwich and glass of milk she set beside him. It was nearly dawn before she had relented and gathered up the stale dishes to retreat into the kitchen. Breakfast was hot in the pan; eggs and rashers of bacon rousing the still sleeping members of the household out of bed. Chise was the first to rise as usual. Stepping out into the living room in a loose cotton gown rubbing her eyes. ]

Ren - Ren.

[ She said, quietly - unsure whether she was rousing an uneasy sleeper to wakefulness or dealing with his usual cranky self under the heavy blanket Silky draped him in. ]

Elias has a job for us.

[sithkabob]

[His sleep is restless, muscles tightening under the blanket as he mumbles, eyes darting behind his lids. Eventually, after a while, his body gives up it's useless fight to keep him on the edge of awakening, and lets him drop into complete dreamless sleep brought on by fried nerves and exhaustion.]

[The smell that reaches his nose is strange. The voice rowsing him to wakefulness is stranger. He grits his teeth and murmurs, ready to tell off some newbie officer for daring to invade his quarters, how DARE he enter his room like this, this is a violation of the HIGHEST protocol and SUPREME LEADER SNOKE would hear about-]

[This?]

[This...isn't his quarters. He snorts, jolting his head backward as his eyes meet a very unfamiliar room. It takes him a few seconds for the memory to jumpstart in his brain, giving him context for the warm and bright home he's found himself in.]

[Right. He's stuck here now. He's not back there.]

Chise? [He groans, lifting a gloved hand to brush back his hair, bags under his eyes noticeable. His attention latches onto her like an anchor, as she is the only thing familiar enough to keep himself from leaping to his feet like a panicked animal.] What...Elias? [Elias. Elias. The...thing. Skull thing. Yeah.]

What about it? [He says, with a sneer, glancing down with some surprise at the blanket on him.] What does it want?

[deosil]

He, [ Chise gently reminded him. ] Wants you gone but I managed to talk that down to getting you adjusted to this world before finding our way out.

[ She notices anxiety as readily as she would her own face in a mirror. The patch quilt blanket that Ren left slumped off his shoulders she quickly gather. Wrapping around him again with the same, insistent fervor of the the Silky. ]

Ren, you awoke one the eve of Samhain.

[ With no preamble, Chise wrapped her arms around the shoulders of her friend as though he were a buoy to a drowning man in a storm. Tighter and tighter she gripped him until her would realize. ]

If I can't teach you how to find a familiar now, our Good Neighbors might take you away.

[sithkabob]

["Maybe he should be the one who needs to be gone", he wants to gripe, but he keeps his mouth shut, lips only pursed in annoyance. He feels like a stranger in this home. Well, technically, he is a stranger in this home. He casts his weary gaze over the interior once more, and nothing is to his liking. It's too warm. Too homey. He doesn't belong here, dark as he thinks he is.]

What's that? [He says, finally turning back to her, his dark eyes poring into her.] What are you talking about? Neighbors? Familiars?

[He clutches the blanket closer to himself unconsciously. Nothing makes sense, and he hates it. He just wants all this confusion to disappear so he can feel in control again.]

Explain.

[deosil]

You know what it feels like.

[ What it really, truly feels like; it seems so insignificant Ren never seemed to register.The pain of other doesn't' connect; no matter how she broadcasted their emotional state. ]

That it hurts... [ She brings his face to her's- ] Then you can make it stop. The queen demands new blood...