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Robert had been enjoying his time back home, and rarely left his house other than to do the occasional hunt and the one time his mother showed him a few things about fighting with a knife. It was not as bad as he thought it would be, learning how to fight, but it was not as thrilling as some make it out to seem. Still, he was a willing student under the hand of Skye, but the exercise had left him tired and given him all the more reason to stay indoors.
He had put down a book he was reading only a few hours ago, and like usual, was having a hard time to think when there were so many thoughts running around in his head. But, he was able to fall under a slumber after a good couple of minutes of fidgeting, albeit it was restless. Not long after falling unconscious, he began to having fleeting images of a dream. From what he could have made from it, he seemed to be on a boat, with rocking and a opened blue sky and the faint smell of salt on the constant breeze. But, he could not focus on it for some reason, and he suddenly awoke, though he was slow to get up.
He could have sworn he heard something scurrying up the house, and his mind went to mice, but he mentally waved it off, and rolled over in his bed, tucking his hands under the pillow where cool spots rested. But, he was not able to go back to sleep as he heard a definite clunk against something, followed by some voice outside that was muffled. Not entirely coherent, his tired mind took this pebble-throwing of events as a normal occurrence, and slowly made it to his window was a calm pace.
He cracked up the window and peaked outside, and stared outside towards the ground, but saw nothing of interest. After a second, he was about to pull his head back in, but something caught his attention: a familiar scent from a peculiar place. Furrowing his brows, he turned to look upwards, and had to make a double take. "Miss Eclipse?" he whispered, stressed, obviously surprised to see the woman hovering upon his roof, and pointed it out. "What in the name of everything reasonable are you doing up there?" He glanced up at the sky, at the position of the moon. "And at this unholy hour?"
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