Bonds that Tie Us

[Perthmail]

The quietness of the night was the only reprieve that Perthmail could find among all the activity that had been going on that day. The Shadowglen were still tending their wounds but with the announcement of reforming and new plans it had kicked everyone into gear. The Pirate King did his part without hesitation but as soon as he could, he found a place to settle for just a moment.

He was nestled by a window trying to catch his 'breath', his breath being emotions that he wasn't even sure he could still have but there he was. He was greatly upset by the loss of not one home, but now two. His ship still laid in the bottom of the Ocean- whole- but not floating and now Agrabah belonged to the Rogues. He was a traveler sure, that was what it meant to be a pirate but he always had a place to call home, and right now the Forbidden Mountain did not feel it.

"Gods damnit," He muttered as he chewed at his thumb, a nervous habit that he had long thought he had broken.

He wanted to stay there and sulk while he thought over what he could do but he was aware that was not a choice he could cater too. The army had things they needed, he had things he had to do but he did not budge for the moment. He would let himself unpack a little bit more emotional baggage before refocused his intent and mind.

"Can't even see the bloody stars, too much like the abyss, don't like it." He grumbled to himself glaring at the swirling green mist of clouds outside.

He continued to sit there glaring daggers at the sky when the sound of multiple feet caught his attention, he looked over to a very familiar set of faces coming down the hall way. Mm, at least he could make an effort to be friendly.

"My lord," He greeted attempting to stick to these new titles they would address the higher ups as. "How are you dealin' with the change?"

[Tabs]

        It would have been best if Tabs were spending the time healing.  But they weren’t.   They had already been awakened from their slumber so why bother?   It had occurred to them to explain their situation, but the chemicals now flooding their consciousness made them too apathetic to believe in the kindness of others to hear them out.  Tabs was still in a haze but they had improved slightly even since yesterday.   Their integuments were beginning to look more or less normal; a few new hairs were growing in the bald patches and new scales on their legs were shiny as if they had shed recently.  All four faces displayed, though they were pale and blank -- almost uncanny like a porcelain mask.

        Movements were slow and mechanical.   They moved forward, although red eyes seemed to face outward and looking in any direction but where they were heading.  Tabs still had some recovering to go before they were back to themselves.  The personality sector couldn’t run full tilt yet -- there were more important things.

        It almost looked like Tabs wasn’t even aware of the pirate, or his statement.   But after going one pace past him, they stopped.

        “They itch a little,” vaguely feminine voice stated.

        Tabs turned their heads over their shoulder.   The curled appendages on their back moved slowly; a small pair of wings wrapped in tight pinkish skin, covered with bumps and small breaks where white down was beginning to poke through.

        “The feathers coming in,” they continued, now clear they were referring to the wings.

        They stared on.  Not a single one of their eight eyes appeared to be looking at anything.   Though there was some sort of vibration in the air around the creature; possibly what they were using to sense their surroundings with for the time being.  Then: a tiny hint at humanity, as their brows furrowed slightly in order to make a determinable expression.

        “I don’t think I’ve had them… since they were ripped off.”

        Tabs freed themselves from gravity and turned toward Perthmail, hovering slightly over the cobbles.   Pupils began to move closer in, focusing.  Though heavily numbed, they seemed to be making their best effort to engage.

        “Do you enjoy the new accommodations?”