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"Hahaha I don't care... Neither at the moment just cooling off!" he said as he threw his spear into the ground and hung his shirt over its butt. With shirt off he walked into the cool water and splashed it into his face. "Muuuch better," he smiled feeling oh so good.
Post by Walter Grace on Jun 7, 2012 5:33:33 GMT -5
Walter grinned and shook his head at the man before sitting down beside the stream, and laying in the grass. "So why did you pick such a place to travel to?" he asked, turning his head to look at Roland.
Roland shook his head, "Nah, you aren't disturbing nothing. You are one of the few that I think would join the meditation rather than ruin it." the knight grabbed his spear and began to drive it deep into the creek bed.
Post by Walter Grace on Jun 9, 2012 17:27:26 GMT -5
"Quite frankly I would ruin it if I didn't like you," Walter smirked. He really wasn't acting like himself. It was probably being kept in the prison, and being locked inside human Walter for so long. He was probably going stir-crazy, and now that he was finally out he just wanted to relax.
"So what are you doing my friend?" the demon asked, pointing to Roland's spear.
A grin formed on Roland's face, "I am a bit weird when it comes to doing stuff. I don't like to take the 'normal' way." he measured the height of the spear sticking out with his body. It was about to his waist. "I am going to balance on that while I am meditating!"
Roland grunted as he got up onto the spear and placed his feet on its butt. He wobbled for a bit before he got control and relaxed down into a squatting position. He kind of looked like a monk or ninja, "Eccentric hmmm, ha yes I do suppose I am. Maybe that is why people follow me around so much, to have a good laugh!"
Roland also shut his eyes. He was at a loss for words for he hates o boost in himself. "it is easy to be loved when everything is going good." he listened to the nature around him and was starting to understand how people likes this activity.
It had been at least over a half an hour but then again it was hard for him to tell when Roland's leg cramped up, "Oh crud.." the next noise that he uttered was the splashing into the water after falling off his spear. He looked over to where Walter was hoping he hadn't disturbed his peace.
"My leg cramped up, might not have been the best meditative pose." He sat cross legged in the water now. Being a stream it only came up to his diaphragm.
Post by Walter Grace on Jun 10, 2012 11:52:32 GMT -5
"There ya go! Lets just hope a random wave doesn't come down and tip you over," the demon winked at his friend, stretching out his wings while he lay on the grass.
Post by Walter Grace on Jun 10, 2012 12:05:35 GMT -5
Walter chuckled, "Yeah...a cell is not very comfortable. Besides, I shared it with Steele. We're on good terms, but at first I think he was plotting my demise."