Jannistory19
The Eager Rper
After Janine’s question, Raban smiled at her before getting to his feet. She pouted a little as he approached her, wondering what was so amusing. Her eyes watched the older man as he walked behind her, and when he stopped to put his hands on her shoulders, she was going to ask what he was doing. But her answer came right away, and while she didn’t expect the massage, she didn’t dislike it. Janine never had this sort of thing happen to her before, so she enjoyed it rather immensely. As much as Janine wanted to melt into Raban’s massage, his words penetrated her ears, so she had to listen to what he said.
Him saying that predators didn’t really relax while hunting did ring true, unfortunately. But even so, she took a side glance at Raban and stuck her tongue out at him a little when he mentioned his wolfish tendencies.
“Okay, you’re a wolf, but I’m a snake…. Or at least a part of me is….” Janine said as her voice trailed off a bit. She shook her head to refocus on the conversation. “B-but I can be patient. I’m just more used to seeing my prey, you know? You look for prey, you eventually find it. Then when you find it, you chase the prey. And you see the prey the entire chase. I’m not used to not being able to see what I’m hunting until the very end,” Janine said with a sigh.
Raban continued his advice, and Janine tried to think about calming methods while he kept up his massage. So… All she had to do was to calm down and be more patient than she currently was, and she’d be able to wait out her fish. How did she make herself relax? Lately, all she seemed to be was high-strung and alert. It took a moment before Janine thought about her normally reading a book or walking in the forest. But she couldn’t do any of those things while waiting on a fish. Janine thought harder about possible ways, looking down at her hands while she searched her mind for a solution.
But… It was a smidge difficult to think when someone was massaging your shoulders. She felt herself get distracted for the last few seconds of Raban’s massage, and mentally whined at the lack of touch. But he stepped to the side and encouraged her with a smile, which she greatly appreciated.
“O-okay. Thanks.” Janine said as she reeled in the hook. As much as she hated the fact that the massage was over, she supposed it was for the best. She felt so much more relaxed, but she knew that if he kept going a while longer, her mind would’ve blanked out and…. Janine blinked a few times as realization hit her.
Ohhh…. Maybe that’s how she could help herself relax! She could clear her mind. As many times as she’d accidentally let herself sink into her thoughts and tune out the world, Janine could surely do this on her own account. With a small grunt of effort, Janine cast her line out into the river, and watched as it plopped into the water. As soon as the hook went in the river, Janine took multiple breaths to make herself less tense and anxious. Her mind slowly stilled as the woman blankly stared out at the river and bobbing hook, generally focused on movement, but not too much as to become anxious over time. Janine’s eyes even lidded a little as she ignored her surroundings, though they shifted here and there while her body was as still as a log. Even her breathing quieted and slowed down a bit.
In such a state, Janine was much more patient, yet focused - perhaps this was what Raban was talking about? No, no time to question phrases. Only the river had her attention.
Several minutes went by since Janine tried again, and nothing had happened yet. She shifted her body for comfort here and there, but it was light movement, and she didn’t pull on her line. After a few more minutes, the hook showed signs of movement other than the river water. A slight bob caught Janine’s eye. The previously droopy eyelids perked up, and Janine blinked curiously - was this a fish? Maybe she was going to catch a fish this time? To prevent messing up, Janine kept any kind of excitement at bay, until she was sure that she was about to get her fish.
The ball floated some more amicably for a few seconds before it was jerked underwater. It quickly came back up, but it was obvious that something had taken the hook underneath the water. Janine felt her heart pound with anxiety and excitement - she wanted to see what she was fighting against, but because her prey wasn’t a land animal, she couldn’t do what she was normally taught to do. It was hard, but soon all of Raban’s words snuck their way to the forefront of her mind. She shouldn’t pull too hard, she should wait for the fish to tire out, and she had to be patient.
Ugh, so much to remember! But she was able to retain it enough to play the game of tug-o-war with the fish. She let it go, then pulled it in. She repeated the motions multiple times, each time her excitement growing stronger and stronger than moments before. Maybe she was actually going to catch her fish for the first time! At one point, Janine felt a yank that was harder than the other ones she felt. Was the fish mad? Did fish even get angry? But considering how she never fished before, Jaine chalked it up to her ignorance towards the events of fishing, and kept reeling the fish in. And the closer it got to the surface of the water, the more Janine noticed something was off about the fish. It was giving up fairly quickly, and it hadn’t touched the surface of the water yet. Puzzled, Janine let the line slack off for a moment. The fish was still moving, just not as much as she expected.
“Oookay…. I guess the fish gave up?” Janine absently questioned. She reeled the fish in the rest of the way without stopping, and within seconds, the reason for the fish’s lack of movement was revealed: the fish had been wrapped up in the coils of a snake, who was still squeezing the life out of her catch. A surge of surprise made Janine drop the fishing pole, which in turn dropped the two creatures onto the ground. The snake tightened around the fish, who was flopping around as much as it could outside of the water, which wasn’t much. For some reason, Janine wanted to get the snake off the fish, but she couldn’t tell where to begin. Another part of her wanted to watch the snake do what it intended on doing: eating the fish. But she reminded herself that it was her first catch ever, and Janine wanted to enjoy it! Surprise and awe was quickly replaced by irritation and ire.
“Oh damn you serpent, that’s my fish, not yours!” Janine hissed as she reached out for the occupied reptile.
Him saying that predators didn’t really relax while hunting did ring true, unfortunately. But even so, she took a side glance at Raban and stuck her tongue out at him a little when he mentioned his wolfish tendencies.
“Okay, you’re a wolf, but I’m a snake…. Or at least a part of me is….” Janine said as her voice trailed off a bit. She shook her head to refocus on the conversation. “B-but I can be patient. I’m just more used to seeing my prey, you know? You look for prey, you eventually find it. Then when you find it, you chase the prey. And you see the prey the entire chase. I’m not used to not being able to see what I’m hunting until the very end,” Janine said with a sigh.
Raban continued his advice, and Janine tried to think about calming methods while he kept up his massage. So… All she had to do was to calm down and be more patient than she currently was, and she’d be able to wait out her fish. How did she make herself relax? Lately, all she seemed to be was high-strung and alert. It took a moment before Janine thought about her normally reading a book or walking in the forest. But she couldn’t do any of those things while waiting on a fish. Janine thought harder about possible ways, looking down at her hands while she searched her mind for a solution.
But… It was a smidge difficult to think when someone was massaging your shoulders. She felt herself get distracted for the last few seconds of Raban’s massage, and mentally whined at the lack of touch. But he stepped to the side and encouraged her with a smile, which she greatly appreciated.
“O-okay. Thanks.” Janine said as she reeled in the hook. As much as she hated the fact that the massage was over, she supposed it was for the best. She felt so much more relaxed, but she knew that if he kept going a while longer, her mind would’ve blanked out and…. Janine blinked a few times as realization hit her.
Ohhh…. Maybe that’s how she could help herself relax! She could clear her mind. As many times as she’d accidentally let herself sink into her thoughts and tune out the world, Janine could surely do this on her own account. With a small grunt of effort, Janine cast her line out into the river, and watched as it plopped into the water. As soon as the hook went in the river, Janine took multiple breaths to make herself less tense and anxious. Her mind slowly stilled as the woman blankly stared out at the river and bobbing hook, generally focused on movement, but not too much as to become anxious over time. Janine’s eyes even lidded a little as she ignored her surroundings, though they shifted here and there while her body was as still as a log. Even her breathing quieted and slowed down a bit.
In such a state, Janine was much more patient, yet focused - perhaps this was what Raban was talking about? No, no time to question phrases. Only the river had her attention.
Several minutes went by since Janine tried again, and nothing had happened yet. She shifted her body for comfort here and there, but it was light movement, and she didn’t pull on her line. After a few more minutes, the hook showed signs of movement other than the river water. A slight bob caught Janine’s eye. The previously droopy eyelids perked up, and Janine blinked curiously - was this a fish? Maybe she was going to catch a fish this time? To prevent messing up, Janine kept any kind of excitement at bay, until she was sure that she was about to get her fish.
The ball floated some more amicably for a few seconds before it was jerked underwater. It quickly came back up, but it was obvious that something had taken the hook underneath the water. Janine felt her heart pound with anxiety and excitement - she wanted to see what she was fighting against, but because her prey wasn’t a land animal, she couldn’t do what she was normally taught to do. It was hard, but soon all of Raban’s words snuck their way to the forefront of her mind. She shouldn’t pull too hard, she should wait for the fish to tire out, and she had to be patient.
Ugh, so much to remember! But she was able to retain it enough to play the game of tug-o-war with the fish. She let it go, then pulled it in. She repeated the motions multiple times, each time her excitement growing stronger and stronger than moments before. Maybe she was actually going to catch her fish for the first time! At one point, Janine felt a yank that was harder than the other ones she felt. Was the fish mad? Did fish even get angry? But considering how she never fished before, Jaine chalked it up to her ignorance towards the events of fishing, and kept reeling the fish in. And the closer it got to the surface of the water, the more Janine noticed something was off about the fish. It was giving up fairly quickly, and it hadn’t touched the surface of the water yet. Puzzled, Janine let the line slack off for a moment. The fish was still moving, just not as much as she expected.
“Oookay…. I guess the fish gave up?” Janine absently questioned. She reeled the fish in the rest of the way without stopping, and within seconds, the reason for the fish’s lack of movement was revealed: the fish had been wrapped up in the coils of a snake, who was still squeezing the life out of her catch. A surge of surprise made Janine drop the fishing pole, which in turn dropped the two creatures onto the ground. The snake tightened around the fish, who was flopping around as much as it could outside of the water, which wasn’t much. For some reason, Janine wanted to get the snake off the fish, but she couldn’t tell where to begin. Another part of her wanted to watch the snake do what it intended on doing: eating the fish. But she reminded herself that it was her first catch ever, and Janine wanted to enjoy it! Surprise and awe was quickly replaced by irritation and ire.
“Oh damn you serpent, that’s my fish, not yours!” Janine hissed as she reached out for the occupied reptile.