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"I know. But taking care of only myself is selfish, and a hindrance.", he elaborated. Josiah had always been like this, less about himself and more about the others, the people that made this giant patchwork family work in the first place. All he could - wanted, and would - do, was help having it prosper, even when he was aware that there were plenty of boulders in their uneven path; some people just stopped meshing with one another, other people simply gave it all too much thought. "Don't worry…

Josiah didn't know if this was fine, or if he was fine from the get-go, he just knew he was spent and that maybe, all the ache that coursed through his body was simply expressing itself because he'd moved so much today. Well, that would probably be the case for any normal person anyway, but for him? He had to admit that it was so unlike him, it almost hurt. "I didn't feel like it, at all. I mean, I still feel fine ... I'm just exhausted from all the moving and the endless toil against the mud, y…

Today wasn't easy, not on any of them, and Josiah appreciated the help, even tough he felt as if he'd just walked into something he'd rather not even have entertained in the first place. There was more fun to be had elsewhere, better people to spend the night with than him and a bunch of rowdy kids, and yet, Louis entertained him anyway. Why would he not? Right now, at this very point in time, he seemed ever so eager to please Josiah, to spend more time with him, to make him realize that, why ye…

Whatever. Louis often acted as if he knew everything, even way back when, and Josiah had to admit that it sometimes, when they were younger, had pissed him off tremendously. It happened, it didn't matter too much - in the end, it was fine, no matter what, but right now, he didn't want to hear it. Actually, he'd prefer it if Louis kept these remarks to himself, and yet, he'd never tell him that, for he feared that it would create a rift, deeper than the one already in place. Let the other guy car…

Was he not truly fine? Josiah felt alright, in fact, he probably would have felt better if the trailer hadn't crushed him like that, but the rain-soaked mud had been forgiving enough, it seemed. The others cared, which often had to be a sight for sore eyes for some of them, given the sometimes hostile nature that their home exhibited, but right now? It seemed as if he found himself on a stage, with all the lights illuminating only him, as the audience watched in awe of what the contortionist was…

They all looked at him like they were vultures, out for a quick meal on the expense of someone else - was he the carcass they coveted, or rather one of their chicks that had become entangled in a web of a preys intestines and they were, mercilessly, trying to pick him free from his predicament? Josiah looked up at them and felt faint, even as Louis pulled him out. Something was amiss, even as the adrenaline strung his body along, the vultures around him circled in and forced him into their midst…

Collecting all of them and keeping track of them often seemed like he was looking for needles in a haystack - or perhaps even the other way around. Kids, especially these kids, often lacked some sort of discipline or respect and Josiah, well, wasn't he a sight for sore eyes? All of these little guys trusted him more than all of the other adults and, if he had to, he'd not even count himself as one of said adults. Why, even? They were older than him and he'd known them for a while longer, yet, mo…

“Hah?”, Josiah expressed his confusion. What was that about now? Something had to be up - Louis was being weird again, which meant something had to be up, and if that was the case, well, he wasn’t doing a very good job at fooling Josiah, at least not right now. “The weather? Of all things? I mean, I guess. It’s still fine, and it’s already muddy enough for this time of year.”, he sighed. There was little they could do about that, even still. Changing the weather in itself would be an absurd abil…

None of the kids were too fond of Louis, but Josiah was something like their friend - a good stand-in for all the adults that had wronged or abandoned them before, simply because he thought of them as nothing less than him, because it was so easy to talk to them and just go along with their nonsensical jokes. All he could do shoo them around anyway; much like adults, they had a mind of their own, but unlike those adults, they could be told to do things without questioning them or talking back. S…

Cold as always, just like this weather. Had yesterday really happened or had he dreamt about it? Well, he couldn't expect for someone like Louis to suddenly do an entire 180 in terms of personality and throw himself into his arms every chance he got. Would he enjoy that? Jo couldn't even say that he would - it seemed too bizarre, almost as if he didn't expect to see this guy ever again in the first place, at least not like this, willing to talk to him like that day had never transpired in the fi…

Whenever they had a travel day, it was as if the heavens themselves knew - the skies accumulated grey clouds, deeper and darker than the night before, but all the rain they bore had long since fallen. Josiah hated it, even if he knew that he could just leave if he really didn't want to do this. Louis had told him plenty a time to find his true calling, but what worth would that kind of cowardice even have? Still, the weather was about as gloomy as his clothing and therefore his mood - it was far…

"Sleep well.", Josiah answered with a sigh. What was this all about? If he could, he'd invite himself to stay by Louis' side for the night, but alas, he wasn't powerful enough to worm himself back into that mans heart like that. It was a wonder that they even talked to each other now. Was there a purpose in doing so? Maybe, but perhaps he'd simply missed talking to him - hell, who wouldn't have. Regardless of an answer, however, he had to admit that there was almost little to nothing that he fel…

"Wahrscheinlich. Alleine lassen will er dich bei weitem nicht, aber vielleicht tut euch die Distanz auch etwas gut. Wer weiß?", philosophierte Rikiya herum. Er wusste, dass er seinem Sohn keinerlei Entscheidungen abnehmen konnte, ihm war jedoch auch klar, dass er sich gerade auf dem besten Weg in eine Grube befand, aus der es kein Entkommen mehr gäbe, fand er sich erst einmal am Ziel seiner Reise wieder. Der König rappelte sich durch, wusste, dass Trübsal blasen einfach nicht helfen würde und ih…

“Pots? For sure. As for the temperature, we could try putting them in your room and if that doesn’t work, we could still put them in the bath and see if a bit of candlelight suffices? If not, maybe we can ask if we can carve a small window.”, Yujin was quick to suggest, with a smile as well - no, that was more akin to a grin, actually. Richard just needed something to occupy his mind with, or a goal to work towards and thankfully, he seemed to set his mind on things rather easily now and often j…

"Vielleicht reicht dir schon ein Stückchen Eis aus seiner Heimat, oder möglicherweise irgendetwas kleines? Der Westen kann so schön sein, aber keine zehn Pferde sollten einen von uns dorthin bringen, nur so als Rat. Aber abgesehen davon, stört dich das? Wenn dich ständig jemand beschützen will?" Es war nun einmal alles andere als einfach, Rain zu sein - Rikiya wusste, wie es sich anfühlte umsorgt zu werden, nur, weil man so aussah, als bekäme man alleine nichts auf die Beine gestellt; dementspre…

"Alles klar.", entgegnete Rikiya ihm noch. Das Thema war so oder so heikel und sie beide wussten, dass sie einander lediglich dabei helfe konnten, beide Seiten des Krieges wirklich zu verstehen und womöglich auch ein klein wenig zu akzeptieren, so gut man es eben konnte. Was brachte es denn auch, seinem Feind die eigene Klinge nicht nahezulegen, wenn man selbst nicht von dem überzeugt war wofür man stehen sollte? "Ja, da hat er schon recht. Der Westen ist unerbittlich kalt, für ein paar Tage hal…

“Hm? Was ist los? Willst du lieber jetzt darüber reden? Dann nur zu.”, erwiderte Rikiya ihm schlussendlich, nicht, dass er seine Meinung bezüglich der Thematik großartig geändert hatte, allerdings schien Rain weniger zufrieden mit der Aufschieberei zu sein, die hier von sich ging. Klar, wer wäre das auch? “Dann hätte er seine Probleme auch nur vor sich hergeschoben, vermutlich länger, weil er dann etwas tun müsste, und nicht aus könnte, so wie hier. Trotzdem hätte er vermutlich irgendwann Proble…

“Du hast nicht Unrecht, Rain, aber du weißt, dass wir beide heute Abend wenig an der Weltordnung ändern können. Lass uns das morgen bereden, ja? Heute Abend können wir beide eher von Ruhe profitieren, denke ich.”, schlug Rikiya dem aufmerksamen Lamm vor, als wolle er entweder lediglich seine Ruhe haben, oder zumindest einen kleinen Moment in welchem sie beide innehalten durften. Egal was es war, insofern sie damit glücklich wurden, war das schon in Ordnung - Rain musste nur wissen, was er wollte…

Rikiya lauschte Rains Erzählungen eindringlich; er würde es heute tun, gestern, übermorgen, wann auch immer - er wollte alles wissen, das er wissen durfte und er wollte helfen, wo er konnte, irgendwie. Es war nicht einfach, das gab er zu, aber er musste sich auch darüber im klaren sein, dass er den Verstand früher oder später verloren hätte, wenn er sich allein mit Nayantai herumschlagen müsste, oder aber wenn Rain es war, der ihn, irgendwo auf dieser Welt, aushalten musste, wenn er wieder eine …

Rikiya kannte seinen Sohn schon ein paar Jahre lang - dass er noch immer ein Sturkopf mit eigenem Weltbild war, würde er nie abstreiten. Das konnte er auch gar nicht, wieso denn auch? Für Nayantai war er nun ein alter, seniler Mann der alles verloren hatte, das er je liebte und jetzt, wo er nur noch Fetzen hatte, klammerte er sich eben an jene; nicht erst einmal hatte er sich solche Dinge anhören müssen. Wenn Nayantai etwas nicht gefiel, dann schlug er eben wie wild um sich und wurde bodenlos, b…