Jimmy caught the blanket that Mark tossed over at him, noting the bemusement on his best friend’s face. "So, a packed bag would probably be a good idea to carry around, I'm thinking, just in case you do this in not such a secluded place."
Jimmy chortled at Mark’s suggestion. “Yeah, remind me to buy two of everything from here on out - just in case,” he quipped as he began wrapping the blanket around himself. While some of the family may wonder why he was wandering around naked without so much as a breechclout, the blanket would be an acceptable substitute until he could get a hot shower and get dressed again.
"You okay?" Mark asked, as nonchalantly as possible.
Jimmy opened the blanket back up, looked down at his intimate bits. Not seeing any visible sign of dragon scales, he glanced up at Mark and gave a sharp nod before wrapping the blanket back around himself. “Yep. Everything seems to be in order.”
Mark gave a laugh and shook his head. The two had been close enough to each other knowing that there wasn’t much in the world that would come as a surprise about the other and so many times when they would laugh at things that others just wouldn’t understand. Jimmy had to admit to himself, in spite of Stelios and Mark roundly drinking him under the table on his first night in Los Angeles, he truly valued Mark as he would a brother.
Securing the blanket around himself he had his arms free enough to untie the other horse that Mark had had the foresight to bring down to the lake. They weren’t too far from Aunt Lily and Uncle Walter’s cabin and likely the kids, and especially Erica would be looking for any sign of their return. Thankfully, even on horseback, they were less than a half-hour away.
Jimmy tried to respond coherently to any attempts that Mark made at conversation, even though he knew his head was still likely to be soft from the effects of the vision quest and his transformation. His mind would sometimes wander to Joie and he would feel a tiny pinprick of worry as to whether or not she or his future in-laws-to-be would understand what happened and about who…or more importantly, what he was. Then there was his own family to consider. Had his vision of his sister’s spirit been right? Would they, would the ancestors understand about his being able to shapeshift into……something so different from most anyone else he had heard of who could do such things?
Of course, it would take days, weeks or even longer for all of it to settle within him and make sense. But one thing was for sure, Mark was right. If what happened upon the mountain were to happen again and unexpectedly, how on earth would he be able to explain it?
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Re: Revelation
Date: 2021-10-23 10:22 pm (UTC)Jimmy chortled at Mark’s suggestion. “Yeah, remind me to buy two of everything from here on out - just in case,” he quipped as he began wrapping the blanket around himself. While some of the family may wonder why he was wandering around naked without so much as a breechclout, the blanket would be an acceptable substitute until he could get a hot shower and get dressed again.
"You okay?" Mark asked, as nonchalantly as possible.
Jimmy opened the blanket back up, looked down at his intimate bits. Not seeing any visible sign of dragon scales, he glanced up at Mark and gave a sharp nod before wrapping the blanket back around himself. “Yep. Everything seems to be in order.”
Mark gave a laugh and shook his head. The two had been close enough to each other knowing that there wasn’t much in the world that would come as a surprise about the other and so many times when they would laugh at things that others just wouldn’t understand. Jimmy had to admit to himself, in spite of Stelios and Mark roundly drinking him under the table on his first night in Los Angeles, he truly valued Mark as he would a brother.
Securing the blanket around himself he had his arms free enough to untie the other horse that Mark had had the foresight to bring down to the lake. They weren’t too far from Aunt Lily and Uncle Walter’s cabin and likely the kids, and especially Erica would be looking for any sign of their return. Thankfully, even on horseback, they were less than a half-hour away.
Jimmy tried to respond coherently to any attempts that Mark made at conversation, even though he knew his head was still likely to be soft from the effects of the vision quest and his transformation. His mind would sometimes wander to Joie and he would feel a tiny pinprick of worry as to whether or not she or his future in-laws-to-be would understand what happened and about who…or more importantly, what he was. Then there was his own family to consider. Had his vision of his sister’s spirit been right? Would they, would the ancestors understand about his being able to shapeshift into……something so different from most anyone else he had heard of who could do such things?
Of course, it would take days, weeks or even longer for all of it to settle within him and make sense. But one thing was for sure, Mark was right. If what happened upon the mountain were to happen again and unexpectedly, how on earth would he be able to explain it?