Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

Sgavrinn whimpers, detaching a note onto Abigail's hand.
"Sorry. We'll do what we can to keep him from your home."
The signature isn't legible.

 

Abigail groans, heading up the stairs in her house. A short while later, Abigail returns with a note and hands it to Sgavrinn.

 

Sgavrinn looks at the note, confused.

 

The note reads:
"I'm not hiding. I just want some time back at home. At least I'll have something to remember while I'm being hung up alongside the others and having my neck slit.
Abigail."

"Take this back to Ragnyon." Abigail says, slightly annoyed.

 

Sgavrinn picks it up carefully in his mouth, then whines.

 

"What?" Abigail asks.

 

Sgavrinn walks into the door, looking pitiful.

 

"Ugh, fine. You can stay the night." Abigail says, annoyed.

 

Sgavrinn shakes his head no, bumping the door three times.

 

Abigail opens the door for Sgavrinn.

"Fine. Easier on me." Abigail says.

 

He pauses, the curls up in her living room, defiant.

 

"If you could be a little bit fucking clearer about your choice that would be nice." Abigail says, getting more annoyed as she heads back upstairs.

 

Sgavrinn lets out a grunt before falling asleep.

 

There's a sound of a shower running for a while, before it turns off, the house going quiet through the night.

Sgavrinn is awoken in the morning by the sound of the TV, a pair of humans reporting the news and predicted weather. Abigail sits in a comfy looking chair nearby, eating a bowl of cereal from a tray on her lap. Abigail still seems to be wearing her pyjamas, which are coloured deep blue and patterned with yellow stars.

 

Sgavrinn stirs, tongue accidentally pinning the note to the wall as he yawns.

 

"Ugh, great." Abigail says, annoyed. A weather forecaster predicts heavy rain for most of today and tomorrow.

Abigail finishes her cereal, taking the bowl and tray out to her kitchen.

 

Sgavrinn waits at the door for Abigail to return, wanting out.

 

Abigail sighs, opening the door for Sgavrinn. Heavy rain pours down from above, hissing as it hits the lava below. Luckily, there's a small platform around Abigail's house, larger out front with a wooden banister, leading to a staircase built into the side of the volcano.

"If you have to go to the toilet, please do it away from the side of my volcano." Abigail says flatly.

 

Sgavrinn takes off and leaves.

He tries to speak to Artemis through his link.
"Artemis? Can you help me get home?" He asks.

 

"Where are you?" Artemis asks kindly.