Forever is a long time....

Nikolieth · 08-12-2011, 10:44 PM

Ever since he promised to stay here with his brother, he found himself second guessing his ability to keep the promise. He had no friends here that he could speak of other then Cotl and he felt that his brother was the only thing keeping him here. Back in Germany he had numerous friends. He hadn't been the one forced to leave but he felt as if he was being punished just the same. Depression came and went, today being one of those days he felt like the world could come crashing down any minute. Needing something to do to keep his mind off of the things bringing him down he quietly slipped out of the mansion and headed out for a walk.

The morning air was cool and crisp, refreshing. It was possible, as anything was that his adventures would lead to something good. In fact he really didn't know where he was going either. His plan was to simply let his legs carry him wherever they took him. It wasn't a surprise when he ended up on the beach again. The strong salty breeze wiping the waters around like a mixer to cake batter. It was nice out here, it was relaxing and perhaps, so long as he ran into no one unsavory, it would be the perfect place to take his mind off his current depression.

His colorful gaze turned on the ocean, the waters that had lead him here in the first place. Would he ever see Germany again? His friends? As long as he was loyal to his brother then he doubted it would happen. He could only hope that with time, he to could do well in this place. His brother would help him, he was sure of it. Speaking of his brother, he wondered what Cotl was doing right now.

Cotl · 08-13-2011, 02:58 AM

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OOC: I would mark this Mature if only because Cotl curses a lot more than he should and because this post has a lot of references to mature topics. hover over the german for translation as well.

The rust man was mounted upon his steed this afternoon, doing his normal routine of border patrolling. He had also been taking to making a path for him and Maschine to follow since it was always much easier for him to ride on a trail rather than the rough patches of earth that honestly and truthfully hurt his junk when he would ride them because of the constant ramming of his junk into the back of Maschine's neck and spine. The German had also taken to checking the traps he set for the meals that he would provide for not only his brother, but his son, and his newly taken mate and her children. He had a feeling that they were not even his children, which was why he would treat them as if they were aliens and he would voice them as being her children. Not his children. He highly doubted that they were his either way, but he only let her know that he was disapproving of the only child that was not similar to him at all. He knew because none of his family even looked remotely like the child, and this made him also doubt the other two little bastards. He growled at the thought of Talitha being such a whore that she had multiple children with other men.

Speaking of whores, Marik's scent had wafted into his nose, and he snorted lightly. He loved his brother, but he had yet to tell him that he had taken a mate, for he figured that Marik would not be happy about the news because it would mean that he was officially off the market, and Marik shouldn't try anything perverted to get himself onto Cotl's dick. Cotl was actually slightly afraid that his brother would take the news so hard that he would get suicidal. He hoped that he would not have to deal with that. He really, really hoped he didn't but he knew that he was going to have to because his brother was much more emotional than he was, and he had his bouts of anger and sadness. Cotl went towards the smell of his brother though, for he was wondering what he was doing exactly since they were on Inferni's beach. He had noticed that Marik did like the water, but he only thought so because he knew his brother missed Germany. Marik seemed to miss it more than Cotl, for Cotl was always picked on in Germany and here, well..Here he was at least somewhat normal.

Maschine nickered at the black, white, and tan tattooed male that was the Germans brother as they had trotted up to the male. Cotl could almost feel the depression that came from his brother's look on his face. Cotl held a classic frown on his face as he had dismounted Maschine and he looked at his brother. Marik, Was ist -FICKDICH-denn schon wieder los? the twitchy male asked his brother, with his bi-colored eyes on Marik and all that his little brother was.

Cotl does. "Cotl speaks." Cotl thinks.

Nikolieth · 08-13-2011, 05:24 PM

[html]The sounds of hooves caught his attention before his brothers scent finally wafted into his nostrils. He wasn't at all surprise by his presence and in fact welcomed it, his bi-color gaze turning to the older man. Sadness was apparent in his eyes. "Ich vermisse Hause, Bruder." He sighed and looked out to the waters again, his gaze downcast. He didn't expect Cotl to understand but he hoped he would. "I have nothing here, just you." Little did he know that soon, he'd not even have his brother. Soon, the only thing he had here would drift away to nothingness. Reassurance wouldn't be coming from the lips of his brother, not today.

Slowly he stood and turned to Cotl. "What are you doing out here anyhow bruder?" He questioned in curiosity. If he'd come looking for him then he wanted to know why of course. One could hope it was not bad news if he had come looking for him. "I'm thinking about walking some more if you'd like to accompany me, I would enjoy your company." He winked at his brother and gave Maschine a small pat before heading off in another direction. The need to wonder was strong when he felt this way. The problem was here lately he was always that way. It had never occurred to him that, that might be part of the reason he wasn't making friends. He needed to find something to cheer him up.

If someone could tell him what the big problem was then perhaps he could fix it but it seemed as if no one could let him in on the secret. If there really was a secret. His steps were slow but steady waiting to see if his brother would follow him. He'd come to him and asked what was wrong, now would he help him feel better? Marik could only hope.[/html]

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