Morice (In human form)
WhisperMurmurIt was raining, pouring really. No one in their right mind would wander the streets with this kind of weather. Then again Morice was not exactly in his right mind. The young,ragged and sickly looking man did not even seem to notice the trail of water running through his thin hair and down his neck. The hood on his beaten down jacket did not actually help to keep out the rain.
Morice had other worries though.
/where is it?/ the voice echoing in his head had angry and frustrated tone to it.
/it has to be close by. it has to//dont you think if it was we would have found it by now?/the second voice sounded no less angry. The boy flinched slightly but kept shuffling past
coffee shops and other small hangouts. Their light was glowing cozily, almost teasingly. /
stop dreaming/Murmur hissed, now clearly directed at her 'Host'. Morice growled.
"If you told me what you are looking for, maybe we would be faster" his voice was scratchy and cracking. But It was less straining to actually talk out loud then directing questions or statements via thought at the two hitchhikers in his brain. at least in his state…
This of course did not really make him seem less crazed.
/we already told you, there is no need for you to know/. a small angry spark ignited in his brain.
"I know this city, I know where…things are" he said, a little louder.
/watch your tongue boy/. A short pain between his eyes caused him to stumble slightly.
"okay. okay." He pinched he bridge of his nose and blinked furiously, before forcing
himself to start walking again. The tiredness was almost overwhelming though. He had no idea how long it had been since he actually slept, and did not just…doze,or second sleep really.
/I think its time for a coffee break/ Whisper sang with a mocking, sweet tone, causing him to grind his teeth, but he shambled towards one of the less expensive looking cafes compliantly. God. He hated coffee.
(I dont really know if they should meet in the shop or later? its up to you
and I hope this is okay
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