Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @BillieRoss
"Aye, right, sorry Tilly,"
"Sorry Tills." Wiri echoed, mounting a sheepish grin. He hesitated for a moment, straddling the line between sincerity and haste until Bill grabbed her cupcake. He took that as his signal and grabbed one of his own, quickly...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @BillieRoss (Interaction); @silverwhere @Larry @xAlter (Nearby)
"Ye saw Benny?"
Wiri checked over his shoulder for a split-seocnd, as if he'd see Benny through the walls.
"She was 'ere fer a mo', tellin' me about some new folks? At th' inn. Only... one o' em, 'ad a...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @Larry @silverwhere
"Yeah, mate. Take your time." Wiri nodded along slowly, almost absentmindedly as he watched Aódh wolf down his meal. "We've all had a day of it."
Damn that man can eat. Wiri fought a grimace as he watched, using Hatsu as an excuse to takehis eyes...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @Larry @silverwhere
Aódh was having ... something. Something was the word. In any other situation Wiri would have shuffled closer and put a hand on the man's shoulder, but that little voice in the back of his head told him to give the lad some space. Whatever he was...
Rawiri Reaves
With: @Larry @silverwhere
Ranger.
The word felt mocking as Wiri paused to feel for his surroundings. He'd apparently lost his sense of direction in the chaos, following Hatsu east rather than west as he thought. That didn't change his plan, though. He lurched onward through the...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @BillieRoss @Larry @silverwhere @OrganicUFO
"Hatsu, you daft bastard! What the feck are you doing?!"
Something was wrong, but it was a different kind of wrong now.
Wiri kept his eyes on Aódh as he moved, but the sound of rain was crystal clear in his ears. Drumming...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging @BillieRoss @Larry ; @silverwhere (mentioned, nearby)
"I've spotted someone slowly, but surely, heading towards the forest. It may be Hatsu, it may not be: if it is, happy days, the lad's safe; if it isn't, we've at least ensured that one more person isn't left straggling...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @Larry
Fuckin' hell. Wiri growled quietly as he watched the sky from his little perch atop a rock. A bit of rain was a bloody incredible stroke of luck - but a bit of rain was quickly becoming a whole lot more than 'a bit'. He'd given himself a moment to take a breather...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @Larry @silverwhere (Present); @BillieRoss @OrganicUFO (Nearby)
"Fuck a duck!" Wiri growled and scrabbled for support as his foot caught, succeeding in catching the edge of one of the walls he'd punched earlier. He managed to catch himself, but not before ripping a small...
Rawiri Reaves
Tagging: @silverwhere
Not again.
"Top floor, got it!" Wiri yanked on the rip-cord a fourth time, finally kicking the pump to life as he handed the hose off to someone. Hatsu, he noted somewhere amidst the chaos. He'd seen the lad about town. He called after Hatsu, shouting...
Rawiri Reaves
Location: The Station, Marasong Outskirts | Hatsu's House
Tagging: @AsherMasher @Rhyme @Silver- @Thropian @Britt-21 @KodakWolf @silverwhere
"Ready when you are."
Thank fuck. Wiri released a shuddering sigh even as his heart pounded like a jackhammer, glancing up from the...
Rawiri Reaves
Location: The Station, Marasong Outskirts
Tagging: AsherMasher Rhyme Silver- Thropian (present); Britt-21 KodakWolf (nearby)
"Well shit, ain't that something. You're Beth's kid?" Wiri jerked the window down a few more inches, leaning out of the vehicle to inspect the small...
Rawiri Reaves
Location: The Station, Marasong Outskirts
Tagging: @AsherMasher @Rhyme @Silver- @Thropian (present); @Britt-21 @KodakWolf (nearby)
The plastic dashboard of Wiri's truck was a mottled black from accumulated dust which had been covered and stripped off hundreds of times by just as...
NAME: Rawiri Reaves
NICKNAME: Wiri, Riri, Reaves
AGE | HEIGHT | WEIGHT: 23 | 5’11” | 144 lbs
ROLE: Shifter - Taniwha
APPEARANCE: Wiri is a little on the dusky side, with black hair trimmed down in a buzzcut and a short, full beard. He has deep-set green eyes, almost casting a shadow over...
Tentative interest. Damn it's been ages since I touched these forums. I've only skimmed things thus far, so I'll get back to you once I've looked deeper - but this looks promising.
“Madness.”
“Brazen,” Zahara snapped in retort, “but certainly not mad.” She raised her left arm and allowed her squire to duck beneath, where he set about fastening her breastplate to her gambeson. Laegrimm’s forehead wrinkled as he eyed the boy for a moment, then Zahara again.
Once upon a...
Tychondrelix was a particular specimen, the kind which didn’t occur in the wild. Human design had their own priorities which nature did not share. In another world, he would have wasted away; too clumsy and slow on his wings to chase prey and too big to feed himself. But humans had their own way...