A Rumored Troublemaker And A Control Freak In A Room[CD]

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Tavish scoffed and he shook his head. He wasn't strong, not physically. Maybe yes, compared to that little deer girl--whether or not she really is a deer girl, Tavish wouldn't wonder. This Academy housed stranger people than a deer girl. And true, he was older, but that didn't automatically mean that he was better at defending himself. Tavish has close to no experience when it comes to fighting. He's only been in one brawl before but that's so he could make the incident work to his advantage. And honestly, Tavish thought, does being taller have any sort of effect on one's strength or speed?

He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the growling wolf spirit and frowned. "I didn't compare him to a dog. You, however, just did," Tavish defended himself because despite the calm look on his face, he was also frightened by what Reed's summons could do. Not just because of what people say about them but also because some things, like these entities, are truly meant to be feared. Most especially if they were feeling very strong emotions.

The brunette raised an eyebrow when Reed told him about Warrior not being a ninja. The boy practically read his mind, though that probably wouldn't be surprising because Warrior really did dress up like one. Tavish shrugged and folded his arms so he could rest his head on his hands.

He watched the other unpack rather messily. It irked him to know his roommate probably didn't care for cleanliness and orderliness, but he can ignore that just enough to not care about the state of Reed's side of the room. His eyebrow rose again when the summoner paused in his task and frowned.

"That's not my style," Tavish lied when Reed said he could've just come to an empty room. "If we're going to spend our nights together in this room, then I would like to meet you formally." Or rather, intimidate him so that he would be more inclined to following Tavish's orders in the future. But that was the old him. Maybe Tavish could still change his life here if he tried to do well with other people. In this case, with his brat roommate. It's going to be a challenging start but this could be the worst it's going to get. He'll endure if he tried his best, at least that's what Tavish told himself.

"And nobody ask you to care, either... Most people don't."

Tavish frowned. He sat up and watched the boy. For a while, he was thinking of not saying anything. But he couldn't help it. "That's the point, isn't it? Most people won't care about you. Some won't even remember you after you're gone," he said quietly, staring at his feet. "But that doesn't mean no one cares, or that no one would. It's all up to you if you want no one to. But someone will eventually do. Though I guess... if you push even those who want to care away, then you'll really end up with no one."

No one but his spirits in Reed's case. No one but his siblings in Tavish's.

I should get that xD Though I hope it would work even before sudden power outages
 
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''I didn't'', William said, frowning slightly in thought as he went over his words, the closet door now opened in front of him, his various shirts and jeans slowly beginning to spread over the empty space within it. ''Besides, he doesn't mind me, really'', he said, almost with a smile on his face, as he knew that Spirit would soon... And there it was, the wolf growling at his back as he swished his tail over the floor and over the back of his legs, letting him know that he did very much mind him in every possible way and meaning of that words.

''Do not listen to him'', the wolf finally spoke again, having both judged that whatever blow out and head butting that was happening between the two now room-mates was now over and having had enough of William speaking in his name. ''I have never bitten anybody's head off'', the wolf scoffed, almost as if he were offended at the thought.

''Only because nobody pushed you hard enough yet'', William was intentionally teasing him at this point, a small smile he was wearing on his face earlier still there and steadily growing, though never becoming anything more than barely visible to others. Spirit knew this, of course, but he still played along. It had been a while after all where they had simple played a game, bickering for the sake of teasing rather than actually arguing.

''You are coming dangerously close now, though, William'', the wolf said, swishing his tail again, only for William to jump over it as he turned around, kicking his other suitcase to the floor in the process. ''Yeah, but it's not like you can kill me, fleabag, is it?'', he asked, almost laughing as he petted the wolf on the head, behind his ears and down his neck in passing. Spirit bit at his fingers playfully once he was done, still pretending to be offended as William sat on his bed this time, it actually being clean of clothes for now, and started going through what little of worldly possessions he had.

''There is nothing about this meeting that is formal, trust me'', William scoffed at Tavish's words, the very word itself reminding him of the true, stiff formality of his old home. In his corner by the bed, however, Spirit snickered. ''What are you laughing at?'', the boy asked, the possible other meaning of the phrase 'spending our nights together' having, naturally gone completely over his head. ''Absolutely nothing'', the wolf answered in a way that clearly said that he just wasn't about to reveal the joke.It was for the better anyway, he had no idea how the boy would react, the most of his life having been spent away from people in general let alone somebody his age or close. It was just as possible that would go into a fit of rage again as that he just simply wouldn't get it.

William raised his head slightly to look at Tavish as he spoke about people caring and what not, though he did so with an blank expression on his face. ''I have yet to meet somebody who would forget me that easily, college boy'', he said then, returning to his previous task of making an utter mess of his bed again as he did so. ''I am also, however, yet to meet anybody who would care about me except Warrior and Spirit'', once again, his voice showed no emotions as he spoke about these things. He had accepted them long ago, growing a skin thick enough to hold most of his emotions on the inside as he spoke of them in general, though he obviously showed his anger in many, many other ways, but never bringing those two in relation.

''Not that I need anybody else, really'', he said then, casting his eyes over his shoulders to where Warrior was still leaning against the wall, seemingly completely relaxed, yet actually ready to jump to his defence on any sign of trouble. ''So I guess they would be my 'eventually''', he said, shrugging his shoulders as Spirit did his act with a disappearing frown again. Warrior was summoned a little over a year ago, in the end, William thought, and even Spirit had started actually talking and caring not that long ago despite being summoned while William was still a child. Was it three years now? Four? He wasn't even sure. He didn't care much at this point any way, as now it might as well always been, and with his family's attitude of fifteen years of cold ignorance, however long it was, it could count as eventually.
 
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Tavish laid on his side and watched with curiosity and interest the exchange between the boy and the wolf. His eyes flitted back and forth to whomever was talking. He would be so taken in watching the wolf's maw moving so that he could produce words and then he would be taken in watching the back of Reed, still, and guessing his facial expression from his tone. Time to time, Tavish would glance at the quiet not-ninja against the wall.

He felt a small smile stretch his lips however he abolished it right away. When the argument had finished and Reed had returned to addressing Tavish, he laid back on his back and returned to watching the wall. "Whatever. This is the least formal introduction I've had with a person anyway," he said. It was a lie but he only said that for the sake of the conversation. He too looked at the wolf with a raised eye when it started laughing but decided he might not want to know.

"Don't call me college boy, Reed," Tavish quickly told his roommate, his eyes closed again. He folded his left leg so his knee was pointed upwards and then he rested his right ankle on it. He didn't like nicknames. When he received one, often in sarcasm, sometimes in jest, it would be either 'boss', 'sir', or 'chief'. "My name would suffice."

Tavish doubted that Reed wouldn't have anymore eventually's, just like he didn't believe he'll be living the end of his own life alone. Honestly, Tavish realized that he felt the same way as Reed does: that all they'll need is the two most important people in their lives. But Tavish knew he wouldn't be contented with just his siblings. What if time came when they would have to marry and live their own lives as well? What if Finnegan finds a girlfriend and starts spending most of his time with her? What if Pauline's dream of becoming a secret agent becomes a reality and she would have no time for her siblings as much as she does as a child?

In Reed's case, his spirits wouldn't leave him. They have no families to be obligated to, no work, no school, no love lives. They are there for Reed whenever he needs them, regardless of whether they should rightly be self-aware or not. And Reed was lucky in that sense. Or at least, luckier than Tavish. William Reed probably is not afraid to die alone because his spirits will always be there for him.

"Don't say that," he mumbled with a bit of hopeful melancholy lacing his tone. He sat up and crossed his legs and then took a peek at the scene outside the window over his headboard. Nothing much was happening outside. The sky was slowly getting darker as the late afternoon arrived. Tavish remembered that he wanted to take a picture of the sunset today from the roof of the school. He let his eyes flit back towards his roommate whose face was visible now that he didn't have his back to him. Tavish met William's eyes. "You never know if your actual eventually is just around the corner, or hiding in plain sight..."

Sorry. If the replies have been delayed, it's because of the storm. If it's not stealing electricity, it's disconnecting our wifi connection.
 
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Suddenly, William found his body freezing yet again. ''Only if you don't call me Reed any more'', he said, his voice quiet, his face twisted in a grimace and his body tense, wired. He had been too focused on everything else, his mind filed with other thoughts and emotions, up to the point that he had not even noticed that Tavish had been calling him by his family name this whole time. ''Anything else would...suffice'', he said, using the same words Tavish had used intentionally, with a small, mocking smile on his face as he started moving, breaking the tension building up inside his body, yet again. This time, it was much quicker however, the moment in which he had been still being just that, a moment, for his hatred of being addressed by his family name, of being seen as nothing more but the Reed's family heir, was strong, but nowhere near strong enough to cause anything but that. Besides, it was not like Tavish had called him Reed with that intent. It wasn't even likely that he knew all that Reed family name was supposed to represent.

''It seems to me you are the one who needs that to be true far more than I do, Tavish'', the boy said, tilting his head slightly to the side, his eyes meeting Tavish's as he did so, his expression a weird mixture of seemingly disinterested, yet curious, with just a little bit of mocking clearly shining through the shape of his smile and the way he had said the other man's name. ''I already said, it's not like I really need, or want, anybody else to care. These two are more than enough for me'', he said, his eyes never leaving Tavish's face, but his hand reaching out towards Spirit's head, the wolf frowning, clearly not approving of the words that William was saying, yet still moving his head so that the boy could actually reach his ears without falling off the bed.

''In fact, sometimes they are even a bit too much'', he joked, moving his hand even before he had finished the sentence, knowing that Spirit would immediately go for his fingers again. The wolf missed, but this time Warrior had moved as well, his hand catching William to the back of his head. ''That actually hurt, you know'', William said, turning towards Warrior with a frown as he slowly rubbed the hit are with his hand, hopping it would help the pain go away. The human-like spirit said nothing, and the boy soon turned away, not daring to retaliate and take the joke any further.

''So you keep turning corners looking for your eventually'', William then said, standing up again and throwing the last of his clothes into the closet before closing the wooden door with a loud snap. ''I'm fine with what I have'', he said, the weird truth being that he actually was, in a way, but that way was too tangled with all the other ways and things in his life he was not fine with to actually do any good to William at this point. Sighing, the boy finally laid down onto his bed, closing his eyes. He was tired, but not quite ready to fall asleep, a possibility of having yet another nightmare in the wake presence of yet another room-mate keeping him awake.

No worries, it's alright. I understand, whether here is a bit bent on destroying the internet world too. Besides that I've been fighting with a game most of the afternoon so I barely noticed anyway :)
 
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"Deal," Tavish said. He looked over at Reed--William, rather. There's a mocking little grin on his face and Tavish wanted it gone. He grinned a little himself. "Anything else?" he asked with a bit of mischief lacing his tone. "You sure about that, Smartass?"

He racked his brain for something else witty to call William with. Willy, Kid, Ponytail, Emo kid, Scarface, Mummy (for the bandages around his arms) and Shorty were just some of the things that popped into his mind. There's also Dog Breath, Ghost Magnet, and Rabid but those names were quickly struck out because Tavish feared that he'd get a beating from William's spirits even if he said those nicknames in jest. They simply had to go down the drain right away.

Tavish watched then as the two spirits chastised William in their own different ways. He felt a small grin pull up the side of his lips in amusement. If the those two chastised William everyday, then Tavish wouldn't get tired of watching them like this. The amusement however had gone just as quickly as it had come.

"It seems to me you are the one who needs that to be true far more than I do, Tavish."

Tavish shot a glare at William. "Shut up, Scarface," he said in his defense immediately. He leaned against the wall and stretched his legs out on the space on the bed. "If you only know how lucky you are to have Spirit and Warrior, you'd probably actually take some time to appreciate them rather than keep telling them they're too much."

He knew he shouldn't be so affected because William was probably just throwing those words around. But even if that were the case, they were true enough to make him angry. Had it been obvious in his statements? In his face?

He looked at William again when the other spoke of his contentment with what he has. Tavish watched him lie down and felt a little bit of envy coil up inside him. He also mirrored the motion and lied down again. He decided he wanted to drop the subject so Tavish didn't say anything anymore. He just lied there and closed his eyes.
 
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''I'm sure, Tavish'', William said, opening his eyes, as he had felt himself slip just a bit too close to actual sleep. His eyes burned slightly now, having felt the possibility of falling into darkness and rest only to be pulled away from it, and he could feel a pulse of a headache forming slowly around temples. It was not strong enough yet, however, to make him surrender, so he kept staring at the celling, trying to find some middle ground between being asleep and awake where he could get some rest without losing himself. He was still far, far away when Tavish suddenly barked at him.

Shut up, Scarface, he had said, and William could practically feel the heat of the glare the other man had shot at him.

''That the best you got, Tavish?'', William asked, laughing, crossing his arms behind his head as he tried to make himself more comfortable. He could not stay long lying like that he knew, not without his arms falling asleep, but right not, it felt good, just a right combination between comfortable and feeling his muscle stretch in discomfort which would not let him fall asleep by chance.

It was already starting to irritate him, the fact that he had promised Tavish he would call him by his name, even though it hasn't been fifteen seconds since the whole thing had come to pass. He wasn't, however, a kind of person who would break his promises easily, no matter how he seemed. He would simply have to lace the said name with as much poison and mocking as he could in order to match the array of names Tavish will probably come up with. He hoped the other man would come up with something more imaginative than Scarface at some point though, because otherwise, his voice won’t have to be that mocking at all.

''My scar isn't even that visible, honestly'', he said, the index finger of his left hand tracing the small line passing by his right eye. ''Surely you can do better than, that?'', he teased, hoping it would get the other man to continue. He needed something else to focus on but how sleepy he was in order to continue keeping tiredness at bay. Glancing at the other man, he finally said: ''It seems like I have struck a nerve there after all'', only to suddenly find himself with a face full of wold.

''Would you stop already?'', Spirit exploded from where he was lying on the floor by the side of William's bed after hearing William’s last words, prompting himself up by putting his front paws on the side of the said bed so he could look at William from above, a snarl already formed on his face.

''You have had your fun'', the wolf said, the tone of his voice a clear signal that William had not only crossed the line up to which the wolf was willing to let him do as he want, but had in fact left it dust a long time ago. ''And you will now stop, and leave the man alone’’, the wolf said, driving his point home with a light snap of his jaw.

''Whatever, mutt'', he said, scoffing lightly at the wolf, seemingly completely unaffected by the proximity of Spirit’s jaw. In truth, he was slightly worried about several things that the wolf could do other than actually biting him, which was something he knew would really never happen.

It turned out, he was right to feel so.

''You have no intention of moving, do you?'', William asked the wolf in muffled voice from where he was pressed against the wall, having been forced there by the wolf’s share weight and size once Spirit had decided that William did not deserve all that space hid bed had provided him with, the wolf having jumped up at the bed completely after staring at William for several long moments, claiming soon most of it for himself.

''No'', the wolf-like spirit answered as he shifted lightly, seemingly trying to make himself more comfortable, while actually seeking out to make William more uncomfortable.

''I’m grounding you'', he explained as he threw his tail so it covered William's legs. The said tail looked fluffy and soft to most, he supposed, but it was actually heavy enough to stop William from trying to kick him off the bed. ''By acting as the wolf wall of China between me and the rest of the room?'', William asked, his voice slightly irritated as he tried to turn around so and place his body in a more comfortable position, only to be stopped, once again, by Spirit simply being bigger and heavier than him. There was, apparently, no moving him now that he had taken place.

''I apologize for that'', the wolf told Tavish once William had successfully been bullied into falling asleep. ''However, I will also warn you that you will have to get used to it. There is a side to him that enjoys finding holes in other peoples guards as much as it enjoys fighting them.'' He didn't comment further on that. There was no point in telling Tavish any of the stores, a great number of which would be able to explain how it was simply a defence mechanism, something William’s upbringing demanded him to have. He was too tired for that himself, and didn’t really believe it would do any good. It was just as likely that the other man wouldn’t understand as it was that William would go into rage because of him sharing secrets he would rather forget. And the chances of that were 100%.

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Tavish grit his teeth at the challenge but he didn't say anything anymore. Spirit was there to make William shut up anyway and Tavish didn't want to prompt William to mock him any more. He just closed his eyes and listened to the two until everything was mostly quiet again.

He opened his eyes to take a peek. Now the huge wolf was on William's bed and possibly on William, just as he suspected from their conversation. "Yeah well, I'm sort of used to it so he won't be that much of a problem," he told Spirit. He knows he was treating William like he wasn't there, but since he could barely see the kid from under the wolf, he might just as well.

And what he said was true. People around him liked pointing out his problems to him, as if he didn't know about them already. He did, he just didn't plan on changing anything because he was comfortable with what he was. It made the troublesome kind stay away from him. It made clear who were plastic, those who were okay with being all nice and friendly and patient with him until they got what they want.

Tavish sat up and got onto his feet. He pulled out his favorite headset from his drawer and plugged it into his phone. It looked like William was going to be stuck under Spirit for a while, which would be quite a nice change so that the kid will shut up and probably get some rest since he did lack sleep.

Since Tavish didn't have the energy to go outside as to not disturb them, he decided he'll just stay here as well and listen to some tunes or the radio, maybe play some games in his phone--whatever is there to play, which is only a default game. He sighed and closed his eyes. Adele was singing through his headphones. He hummed to her song.

To disperse any bad feeling William left in him, Tavish thought about that blonde, green-eyed bombshell he saw wandering the Academy a couple times. The man was tall and was always dressed nicely. He wore glasses and he always had an easy, open and friendly aura about him. He was the first guy Tavish had a crush on in here. He was rumored to be gay, but Tavish found no reason to approach him. It was simply a crush, simply appreciation.

The second guy that captivated Tavish was also a blonde bombshell, but blue-eyed. He was tall as well. And he was very, very beautiful. Not in the way that women were. Rather, he was simply beautiful. It was unexplainable but Tavish simply felt that way towards him. Although, the guy already has a boyfriend and they were quite open about their relationship. That didn't stop Tavish from appreciating him though. Like he said, it's just a crush.

William was a different case. Not only because the kid is still in high school and has attitude problems, but also because they were roommates. In this case, there would be no appreciating from a distance. Thankfully the kid has attitude problems, Tavish thought as a heartbroken Adele faded. A very bitter Miss Swift replaced her. William's arrogance and anger canceled out the possibility of him ever becoming someone Tavish would want to have a crush on. Although, that doesn't necessarily mean he was bad-looking when he wasn't spouting insults or smirking or frowning.

I didn't know what else Tavish would do so I had to pull out his list of crushes. Also... fingers... freezing... brrr...
 
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''That would be the day'', Spirit whispered under his breath as he laid down his head onto the covers and his there crossed paws, as he thought about what Tavish had said, about there being a possibility of eventually for everybody, perhaps even of eventually in which William actually wouldn't be that much of a problem. He couldn't even hope of him not being a problem at all, for the sad truth was that William did have problems, some of which reached down to his very core. The wolf sighed, closing his eyes. The boy had said he didn't care, but Spirit knew that there were more layers to William's caring and not caring than Earth itself and his attitude pretty much changed with each of them, from caring to not caring, all the way hiding the real truth. What that was, not even Spirit was sure any more. The wolf hummed softly as he fell asleep as well, too tired to think about things which would drive him mad even when he was at the peak of his strength. This left only Warrior to watch over the two of them and the rest of the room.

It had seemed that for once he would actually get a few hours of peaceful sleep. There had been no dreams, no nightmares, flashes of memories, of things he had done and things done to him, for all the hours he had spent unconscious, giving his body a chance to finally recover some of the strength it was supposed to have. Just as he was about to wake up however, the darkness around him turned from peaceful to suffocating, pulling him under, to the deepest depths of his mind, finally starting what he had expected to see from the moment he had been forced to close his eyes.

...a cold dark room filled with thousand eyes watching him, judging him, the hate in them obvious even though he could barely see them, barely register them with his mind, his head still filled with thoughts of what the had done...

..a cold dark place from which the black thing under his skin had come, hungry and ready to devour the world, destroying his family home, breaking bodies like toys...

...not that unlike the cold dark space in which he had spent all his nights as a child...

William woke up from his nightmares with a scream, his body shaking as if freezing despite it being a thousand degrees outside, the breeze coming through an open window barely there, and quite warm itself. He was already used to this by now, to ripping himself out of the darkness by share force of his will. It had actually become easier during the last few months. At the beginning, he was barely able to wake up on his own, his spirits having to keep constant guard over his sleep in case he needed help shaking off that darkness gripping him tight while he tried to rest.

This time, however, only Warrior was awake, and he was too far away to do anything as William hit his head against the wall as his whole body shook as he violently woke, the wolf who usually helped him silence his screams safely asleep by his side and unable to do so this time. Because of this, his scream echoed across the room once, before dying as Spirit finally woke up himself and jumped to help, unfortunately utterly too late.

Yeah, I apologize to putting William to sleep I needed to that so this could happen. Now I'm not sure however if I should have wrote it like this -.- Oh, well, it's too late now. I'm sorry too hear about the whether there still being bad, hopefully it gets better soon?
 
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The whole time, Tavish just lied there and listened to his songs. He didn't fall asleep because he's had more than enough sleep as of late, since he's had nothing to do for the past few days. And it wasn't like he could force his body to sleep either. So he just let his playlist play out. Tavish's whole playlist spanned 2 weeks, 1 day, and 4 hours. Because he often left his phone playing music during the night, he divided that list in 4-hour sublists. And just as the last song in that sublist was coming to an end, a scream filled the room. Tavish sat up, the headset falling off his ears and his phone flying off the side of the bed. He cursed as he stood to pick it up.

Then he looked to the other side of the room where the sound had come from. He saw Warrior and momentarily felt his heart stop. He'd forgotten that he was part of the package and had assumed for a millisecond that the man was a burglar. When his mind reeled back to the subject of his shock, he turned back to check on William.

He was still under a wolf. His big brother instincts took over. In an instant, Tavish zipped to William's bed and carefully picked him out from behind Spirit, thinking that maybe the boy had been suffocating. He was holding William by his wrists and once the boy was positioned upright, he kept his hand on the other's back. He rested his weight on the side of the mattress that wasn't being taken up by wolf.

"William," he called, trying to wake him from whatever nightmare he had fallen into. He shook the boy carefully, gripping onto his shoulders like he did whenever Finnegan or Pauline went through nightmares when they were younger. "William! William! Wake up!"


It's still pretty bad. The winds took down some trees and some poles in different areas and it's also caused some pretty bad landslides in one of the major roads leading outside. But it's not bad enough anymore to postpone classes which is gonna be a hassle with all the rain still pouring down.
 
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There were voices calling his name, at least two of them, one worried and scared, the other unfamiliar and almost strange. There was a pain pulsing through his head, however, from one temple to another, from his forehead, and the place it had taken the hit from the wall to the back of his head, down his neck, making him unable to understand anything at all. His breathing was still heavy, as well, somewhat broken in a way he couldn't seem to catch a full breath. He was too afraid to close his eyes, however, to try and push the pain away in that way, the darkness of his dreams still very fresh in his mind. Because of this, he simply kept shaking, partly because of shock but also partly because of pain.

A few long moments later, the pain stopped being blinding however, and he slowly found himself being able to focus on what was happening around him, enough to realise, at least, that the second voice calling him wasn't Warrior suddenly breaking out of his silence.

The realisation made him stay still for a few moments longer, as bit by bit he realised that the other man wasn't only calling him to wake up, but was holding him as well, prompting him up by placing a hand on his back, the rest of his body being somewhere near as well judging from the heath he would feel.

Just for a second, he sank into it and let him ground him, for there were never hands in his dreams, let alone ones of the comforting sort. Just eyes, cold and emotionless, or filled with fear, disgust and hate. After that second, however, he placed his own hand of what of Tavish he could reach, and pushed away.

''You can move away now, college boy'', he said quietly, his voice barely a whisper. He was feeling better now than a few minutes ago, the pulsing pain in his head having gone down somewhat and the fear caused by his dream not as fresh and raw now that he had reminded himself he is no longer asleep.

''Please, Tavish'', he added barely a second later, even though he was not the kind of person who would say please or thank you, not usually. At this moment however, he didn't care, he just needed the other man to move, not even too far, just a few centimetres away would be enough for now. His touch had grounded him while he was pulling away from the dream, being something for which he was absolutely sure it was real, considering that he did not posses any memory of a touch similar to it. Now, however, it was making him feel weak, and he hated that with the same passion he hated everything else.

He also didn't know why it was the other man holding him when he clearly remembered Spirit having build him into sleep by lying right there beside him, close enough to feel him going into a nightmare, let alone waking from one. It was making him feel weird, exposed, so he reached blindly for where he could still sense Spirit, the hand that was not trying to push Tavish away latching onto the wolf's fur, and refusing to let go.

''It's alright, William'', the wolf spoke finally, trying to sooth the last of the boy's uneasiness away. ''You're awake. Tavish isn't going to hurt you.''

''As if he could'', the boy immediately answered that, trying to pull as much as sarcasm into his voice as he had used before, but failing, miserably. He simply didn't have the strength for it right now.

That sounds awful, We had a few bad weeks of whether here during the last few years so I can imagine how it must be. I really hope it does stop soon, before the damage gets e