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The glance that Louis gave him said it all. Sure, it was one thing to demand something like this of him so adamantly, but the shove itself made him wince - his entire body felt as if he could barely keep it afloat on those nimble legs of his, and the area Lou touched - metaphorically - shrivelled up, to ease the sudden surge of insane pain he felt. "I'm alright, I told you.", he reiterated with gritted teeth. What was he losing or winning here? Was there a way for him to escape the fate he'd sou…

It was only natural of him to bite back if somebody wanted to actually force their ideologies upon him. There was little to no reason for him to fight all of this, let alone was there any need for him to actually come up with an excuse this time; Josiah knew he was tired, that he was forcing himself to stand in a pair of shoes he'd didn't even want to be in, but he'd told Louis yesterday: He wanted this, more than anything else. All of this, it had to happen now, in this very instant and he need…

Josiah wished he understood, really, but even as he read that book, there was nothing that immediately caught his eye or would point him into Louis general direction. Wasn't all of this just hogwash? Was her supposed to assume all of these words meant something in the world they live in? Sure, maybe another day, but tonight, Josiah couldn't scramble them together in a cohesive way - he passed out at some point, between the pages, without putting out his candle, so it smoldered away into the nigh…

Josiah rubbed his face - Louis was talking out of his ass again, and they'd never reach an agreement, ever. This was useless - the entire discussion was for naught, hell, it even hurt him to know that, no matter how he twisted or turned it, there was little to nothing he could say to defend himself with. Was he truly in the wrong, while Louis remained in the right? This was bullshit. All of these things, he didn't want to hear them - he didn't need to hear them, in fact. Sure, he'd gotten chewed…

"I'm stubborn because I don't want to be a burden all the time! I can handle myself!", Josiah was quick the argue yet again. If this kept going, they would never finish this stupid dispute of theirs, and maybe Jo didn't want to. It kept him close to Louis, didn't it? There was no need for them to just stop, for them to simply no longer care about the fine details that had caused their relationship to spiral out of control like it did. Why throw it all away? Just because he didn't like arguing? P…

"Then they should stop worrying about me, it's not that important anyway. I'm happy to give, I don't need to take.", he announced, proud of himself for truly not needing anyone for the time being. To stand on his own legs was desirable, to not rely on others was quite literally a virtue, but in the end, he had needed Louis for the smallest of tasks today. "Not entirely. I'm just saying you'll have wrinkles before you're really old, you know?" That was something silly to worry about, something th…

"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…