Zippo is in the house - Arrival Thread (attn sage... and well... Zippo)
Posted 23 October 2009 - 02:17 PM
Giving Zippo a long side glance, she sighed. It was going to be hard for him for quite a while. Maybe even a very long one. But Winifred had hopes for him. She saw worse cases in which other Wanderers managed to pull through and find their place in their Stedding. With treatment, Zippo should too.
"Well, once we go in, we'll head right to the infirmary Zippo. There we can take care of your... problem." Winifred quickened her pace, eager to make it to her destination.
Posted 24 October 2009 - 09:39 AM
If it weren't for his poor sore feet Zippo may have skipped the last mile or so to the Stedding but still his feet dragged if only a little less than usual but the changes in his demeanor had been growing more noticeable since he woke up to start another day of walking. Hands that had hung limp at his sides had been clenching in to fists and relaxing again all day and low chuckles escaped him on a regular basis.
The clothes Winifred had found him in were only the worse for wear and he refused to bathe in hopes to make better time towards the cure that would set him right again. Thoughts of returning home and following in his fathers footsteps actually sounded exciting after his recent foray into the world.
With a suddenly loud, and high pitched, laugh Zippo imagined what it would be like to finally make his father proud. All he had to do was follow this woman to the cure, get clean, and return home as sane as he was before this mess took him over.
Posted 04 November 2009 - 12:02 PM
Aislyn caught a whiff on the breeze and grimaced, they weren't wrong! Soon the familiar figure of Winifred came into view with a young man trudging alongside her. His posture seemed to indicate eagerness and Aislyn heard a laugh as they approached. She relaxed a little. It'd been a long time since someone had arrived eager to embrace the new side to them and Aislyn found she was looking forward not to have to walk another new person through the process.
"Welcome to the Stedding" She called as they got closer. "Come inside and sit for a while, the food is almost ready"
She ushered them through to the sitting room and indicated that they should sit, she tried not to wrinkle her nose too much as she sat opposite the new arrival.
"My name is Aislyn and I'm a Sage here... a Wisdom or a Healer some would call me."she sat back as one of the trainees brought a steaming tray of food with bread fresh from the oven, followed by a steaming pot of tea. "Help yourself, I bet you're hungry, and then we can begin introducing you to the Stedding." She smiled warmly.
Has no idea...
Posted 04 November 2009 - 01:47 PM
Zippo barely heard the introduction for the distraction of food and as soon as it was offered he hungrily dug in. Between shoveling food into his mouth, and failing to use any utensils he wasn't born with, Zippo speaks, giving up a quick introduction and some more. "I'm... Zippo... Not... Here... Long... Cure... Then... Home.." The only real time he took away from gorging himself on food was to tilt his head back and laugh in that mad sort of way, his eyes wide with anticipation. The grin on his lips only seemed to grow with every passing minute.
By the time he finished there weren't many leftovers and he was wiping the plate clean with his fingers. Almost regretting having finished so quickly he looks to see if there is anything left. Quickly noticing the bread he takes it, tossing it between his hands and taking large bites out of it despite the fact it is very hot.
Zippo looks to Aislyn with his wicked smile and feverishly bright eyes only to stare, waiting, expecting to be offered the cure. As it was not offered up immediately he grew impatient, and began grinding his teeth quietly.
"So... Where is it?"
Posted 20 November 2009 - 05:00 PM
Aislyn looked at her quietly, a puzzled expression on her face. Winifred took a deep breath. "Aislyn, convincing Zippo to come here has been difficult. He chose to view this change as a disease. I'm well aware that it is not an healthy perception, but unfortunately, I had to relay on it to get him this far. I assured him that there is a cure to his condition and that it would be applied here. That is what he's so eager for."
Aislyn eyed Winifred, her expression unreadable. "I know it probably wasn't the best way to do things. I do not enjoy lying to any extent. But I think in this case it was more prudent to do it in this fashion. We do however need to deal with him now. Once he realizes that there is no cure, he might lose it. I'm a bit worried that he might hurt himself, if not others. What do you think should be done, Aislyn?".
Posted 08 December 2009 - 05:18 AM
"I see." Aislyn said hesitantly. "Although I think that wasn't the best thing to tell him, I think you did well to get him here." she smiled at Winifred to take any sting out of her words. If Winnie said it had been difficult then it would have been almost nigh impossible for anyone else. "Yes, the question is, what to do with him now?" She paused in thought. "I think we'd best take it slowly - if we break the news that the cure does not exist to him now it'll likely send him mad." she nodded as she thought on what to do. "We'll tell him that the "cure" is a on-going process and not an instant fix. That'll give him, and us, time to adjust and figure things out."
Once she'd decided on a plan she wasted no time in returning to Zippo.
"Sorry about that, Zippo, Winifred was just filling me in on your journey." She sat back down opposite him. "I have some news to impart to you that you may not like. The cure isn't an instantaneous thing, I'm sorry to say. It is a long process and will take a considerable time, during which you'll remain in my care. Will that be acceptable to you?" She watched Zippo carefully for his response. How he reacted now would likely dictate how easy it would be to get him to understand his condition.
Posted 11 December 2009 - 01:00 AM
At first his expression turned a little dark, then resigned, then returned to hopeful, all of this happened so quickly some would be amazed. Then again some would find his expressions difficult to read with the ever-present grin. Wiping his hands on an already stained and worn pair of trousers he leans forward, intent on Aislyn.
“But, it can be done, can't it? I'll be whole again?”
Some would argue that being aware of ones own insanity means that person isn't truly insane, but the wide grin, changing sometimes but always present, coupled with his near burning intense eyes would dissuade any thoughts of the like. Zippo remained perfectly still as if frozen, he only watched her, and waited eagerly for an answer he already had.
Posted 24 December 2009 - 12:15 PM
"Please be reassured, whatever is possible to do to help you, we will do. I can't promise more than that. Now, you must be tired after your journey, now you've eaten, would you like a hot bath, fresh clothes and then a comfortable bed? We can start your....treatment tomorrow." She said hoping that Zippo didn't pick up on the hesitation.
Posted 12 January 2010 - 09:11 PM
When she took his hands Zippo immediately flinched and began to pull away, a small twitch forming at the corner of his right eye. When in his fathers household Zippo had not been very used to physical contact. The father he had grown up with was a very distant man and disdained public shows of affection, considered them signs of weakness a successful merchant could not afford to display.
The moment she began to speak though all apprehension disappeared and Zippo forgot all his bad memories, focused on the words, leaning forward intently. It would be a surprise to any onlookers if she didn't flinch away from the grease and grime that had built up on his hands during the trip.
After the first few words Zippo could only nod, but with the last his apprehension had returned. The thought of a bath and rest was only mildly appealing to the slightly insane man that sat in front of her.
"We can't begin immediately? I'm ready! I am, really."
The expression he wore could only have been described as eager and desperate, his eyes burned, that emotion had shone through the moment he had realized the work wouldn't begin immediately.
It truly was a pitiful sight, even the mad grin had detracted little from the image.
Edited by ZippoSeiCair, 19 May 2014 - 09:15 PM.
Posted 21 January 2010 - 01:25 PM
That look in his eyes pulled at her though, half desperate and half eager. She only hoped that it wasn't too late to help him. But first, he must learn patience, that would help more than anything in the weeks to come.
"Imagine.." she started to speak as a way to explain came to her. "Imagine you'd broken your leg badly, and it had been set in a splint for months, with you unable to use it. Now imagine that splint has been removed and you're free to use your leg. Would you try to run straight off and crumple to the floor in a heap, or would you slowly work and exercise your leg so that it builds up the muscle it once had, therein enabling you to walk and run again as you used to?" she paused letting that sink in a little and studying him carefully. "This is the same type of process. You're now here, so the splint, if you like, has been removed. Now we must slowly help you regain what you've lost. Too quickly and you may find yourself back where you started. Do you understand?"
Posted 21 January 2010 - 08:07 PM
Nodding Zippo seemed to have accepted her analogy for his circumstances. Many things could go wrong in healing if things were rushed and Zippo understood this as he thought about it.
Looking up from the floor, the grin still plastered on his lips, the eagerness had returned to his expression. This epiphany didn't keep the madman down for very long.
"So we will begin tomorrow, early?"
It was the eagerness that ruled his expression when he looked at her. That eagerness had him nearly bouncing in his seat as his eyes locked onto hers, burning with that familiar intensity.
"I can wake up early, I can."
The words may not have been a lie but Zippo never had been up before the dawn, the hours of a merchants son were much different than that of a farmers son.
Posted 02 March 2010 - 12:40 PM
"I'll leave you here to bathe, I'll go and make sure your room is ready. Will you be able to find your way back?"
Leaving him to bathe Aislyn hurried to make sure his room would be ready for him, the smile leaving her face to be replaced with a worried frown.
How in the Light was she going to be able to handle this?
Posted 12 September 2010 - 01:36 PM