[Open Post] When the Wolves Come Out of the Walls...

[77th_emo_earl]

For the first time since his abortive attempt at escaping back in November, Titus no longer feels so much at home in this place. Something nasty has come out of the woodwork, and he's wondering now if trying to escape was the better course of action. He cannot be alone, not after nearly harming himself, and so he's headed for the kitchen, hoping to find *someone* who hasn't been affected by this madness...

Backdated to the night Morgoth tried to break his mind

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[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

He rises out of the trance slowly, still breathing evenly and slowly. "Hmmm... Oh... Peace once more," he murmurs, coming back to the present, his nostrils still smelling pine and cedar. "You may have saved my wits, Robin."

[rob-fellows.livejournal.com]

Robin grins. "No worries. I don't mind being useful once in a while."

And ready to wrap this up?

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

"You are more than useful: you may well have been a life-saver. I owe you a favor for this kindness," he replies, bowing his head humbly.

Ready when you are!

[rob-fellows.livejournal.com]

"No sweat, buddy," Robin replies, and he reaches to pat Titus' shoulder. "You should go get some sleep."

On yours?

[77th-earl.livejournal.com]

"I will: I hope there are no more strange incidents or things going bump in the night," he replies. Then he adds, "But if there are, at least I shall be more equipped to deal with it than before."

FTB!