Oc Lore Ambrin & Tren (CHAPTERS 3&4)

Trengland POV Where was I? I was in a warm house under a blanket and someone had bandaged me up. I heard rustling in another room and I went into there to find another being. Slightly tall with tan skin, but the skin had a weird purple tint to it. “Who the hell are you and what do you plan to do with me?” I asked. I knew this person had patched me up and gave me shelter, but for what reason? No one in this place seems to be kind, they all seem suspicious themselves, and wary of attention. “I’m Ambrinil, but you may call me Ambri, and I’m not gonna do anything with you, I only tried to help you. If you were left out there people would find you and send you to the police” “Who are the police?” I was asking too many questions, but this person seems more trustworthy than more of the people on the street. I don’t completely trust them but they seem okay. *Ambri does tell Trengland about the police and Trenglan and Ambri know each others names* (Ambri POV) How the heck does this guy not know about the police? Come to think of it, his clothing style is kinda old, and he’s wearing armor. Could he have been trapped in a spell? Time freezing spells are tough, but it’s happened before, but the only one strong enough to cast a spell like this is the cult… “Why are you quiet?” Goodness, this person is asking too much. “First of all” I put my fist down, their tone wasn’t kind, “ Don’t talk to me like that, I brought you into a relatively safe place, and I bandaged you up. Second of all, you can’t give me one reason I shouldn’t hand you over to the police.” (Trenglan POV) “Threatening? You think that's gonna work? I’m a trained knight.” I pushed them against a wall with my arm over its neck “Okay, okay, no police then” They said as it wriggled free of my grip. I looked down on my hand, and a smooth paste was on my hand, the same color as Ambri’s skin. I looked back at their face, and right below their cheek was a smear, and under it was a purple fabric. They noticed I saw this, and stared at me for one second before fixing the smeared patch. “ Wait.” They stopped trying to fix their face and looked at me “Why was your skin purple..?” (Ambri POV) Dammit. Am I THAT terrible at hiding things? I guess I have to tell him now.. “My skin was ripped off, and it was replaced by this sort of fabric thing” “It’s not that big of a deal, you don’t need to hide it, i’m missing organs” “Not that big of a deal?? Have you ever thought what it FELT like to have that?” Not that big of a deal my ass, it hurt bad. “Not that, I mean it doesn’t make you look bad. And honestly it doesn’t matter to me” “Was that flirting-” The face he made cut me off, that wasn’t flirting, that was just generally kind, i’m an idiot- “Well, my bad for the first thing. But it’s getting late, so I should probably sleep.” It was late, I honestly should’ve gone to bed earlier, I still had work tomorrow." “Where do I sleep?” Why hadn’t I thought about that? I have to help him, we already know each other more, and leaving him to fend for himself on the streets feels wrong.. OH! “You can sleep over there” I pointed to the couch in my small living room. “You can use any blankets and pillows you find there” “Alright” He walked over to the couch before stopping and turning around to say, “Thanks a lot for this, Ambrin” “No problem at all” I walked back to my room before I could talk anymore. Ambrin, though? I like that, but if anyone else calls me it they’re dead... THE NEXT DAY (NEXT CHAPTER) (Tren POV) Ugh… where am I- Oh, right, a stranger’s house. Not exactly a stranger, but I still don’t know Ambrin very well. I smell something, something good. I walk into the kitchen to see Ambrin making food, I wish I could eat it. Ambrin didn’t wear its fake skin-paste today, the thing that replaced it was large chunks of purple fabric, sewn together with messy black threads. “Morning, Tren! Not exactly morning but it still counts.” Ambrin said as they finished up what it was making. Tren? How interesting, sounds like if my name was downgraded to a lower rank, but it seems to be meant kindly. I sat at the table and watched Ambrin eat, they eventually looked at me funny so I took that as a cue to stop staring. I couldn’t help it though, they behaved differently then what I was used to. Most of the people I was around would practically shove their food down their throats and talk a lot, but Ambrin was more quiet and peaceful. Now I think of it Ambrin seemed to be quiet mostly but whenever they talked with friends on its phone, they seemed happy. I wanted that happiness to be about me, though it was selfish. “Ambrin, can you tell me what’s a day like in this era, since it’s best to assume I had a time stopping spell on me.” Being trapped in time never felt like anything, but I realized it was a bigger change than I could have thought of. *Ambrin explained stuff like food, cars, normal modern-day stuff* “And then we have these little things called phones, with a bunch of stuff on them” They explained everything well, but it still was confusing. Everything was bright and fast. “Can you show me what’s on a phone?” *Ambrin shows Tren their phone and Tren points to pinterest* “Oh that? That’s an app called pinterest, we use it for inspiration and ideas.” I look at the app, and there is an array of photos. Some of nature or people, some of drawings. I saw a person with hair that was brown and blonde, it looked like an oak tree. “That looks pretty.” “I could do that on you if you want.” Changing hair colors? How was that possible? “No, thanks.” “Alright, suit yourself.” (Ambrin POV) “I realized we got to know each other slightly, but not that much, tell me more about you!” I hoped conversations would help us look at each other less like we hated one another. BASICALLY AN EXCUSE FOR RANDOM INFO ON OCS Trengland{}Human-ish{}He/Him{}20{}Almondsexual Birthday: September 23rd Likes: Trees, Swords,Fighting, Mac & Cheese Dislikes: Killing with no reason, Cult, People being unfair bc of looks Introvert Single (For now) Ambrinil{}Doll-like humanoid{}19½{}They/it{}Omni pref for men Birthday: March 14th Likes: Hair dying, Art, Microwave Ramen Dislikes: Doctors, Family :[ , Majority of people Ambivert Single (For now) “Well, now we know each other more!” “Yeah, I guess we do.” NOT COMPLETELY SURE ABT AGES YET