==> You hoped that your questions wouldn’t be too difficult for him, given what you think he might have gone through, though they would have to be asked at some point. You watched his expression change after he’d sat down and allowed yourself a moment to just breathe and take in the idea that he was actually alive after so many sweeps apart. You’d not even dared to hope that he would be alive after so long, but here he was regardless.
I suppose that the most obvious and to-the-point questions would be the best to start with. what happened when you got your summons? and how did you get here now? you can…’edit’ the answers as you need in order to feel comfortable telling me, I won’t mind.
==> You settled a little more into the chair and gave a quiet sigh, but you nodded. It didn’t matter how you felt on the subject, it was still a thing that needed to be said. And it wasn’t even the first time you’d been asked this question, it was just the first time that you didn’t mind speaking it so much. Nonetheless, you looked to your lap as you began, unsure as to how he would react to your next words.
II 2ee liittle need two ediit thiing2. You de2erve two know the full 2tory, and II’ve gotten 2ome tiime to get u2ed two 2ayiing mo2t of iit.
The 2ummon2 iit2elf 2eemed rather routiine at fiir2t. II diidn’t really thiink anythiing of iit. II don’t thiink II diid untiil a receiived an e2cort, and fiinally realiized where II wa2 beiing led. II 2truggled, whiich perhap2 a mii2take, but one they were prepared for, and after II had a go at Nereu2 they managed two 2ubdue me.
II wa2 hooked up two the Empre22’2 2hiip then. II remaiined there untiil three 2weep2 ago, when 2omehow II managed two overload the thiing enough two cra2h iit and 2ecure my e2cape. II managed two come iinto contact wiith a young bulltroll then, one II tru2t you know, and he ha2 giiven me a place two liive whiile II recovered. IIIt wa2 2low, but eventually iit wa2 nothiing but 2car2 and memoriie2.
He 2aiid your name, the other day. Not your tiitle, 2o II couldn’t be 2ure but…II thiink you can under2tand why II diidn’t wii2h two a2k hiim outriight. And 2o II came here. II had two check and 2ee iif iit really wa2 you that he 2poke of.
II’m glad II diid.
==> You look slowly up at him from your lap, trying to judge his thoughts on this, and leaned back a little more in your chair.
==> You waited patiently for him to finish, watching his expression closely as he spoke. You attempted to keep your own expression neutral, though your face seemed to have a mind of it’s own, switching quickly from slight anger at the thought of him being detained, grief at the news of him being hooked up to Her ship’s helmsman dock, surprise and shock at the idea that he managed to escape, and finally to amusement at the ‘certain bulltroll’ who had spurred him into coming after giving him a place to stay and recuperate. You set a hand in his lap, tilting your head at him slowly and hoping that things hadn’t changed too much.
I always wondered what happened to you. I wondered if it was something I had done that caused you to disappear, if it was something that I could have prevented. I wondered if I would ever see you again.
==> It was your turn to have your gaze drop to your lap. You couldn’t watch him when you said this. Not when there was a chance that things HAD changed, that the sweeps that you’d spent apart had distanced him from you, that he might have found somebody else.
I waited for you. at first I thought it would only be a few nights, but it turned into weeks and then perigrees, and those turned into sweeps…nearly a hundred sweeps, wasn’t it?
==> You looked at the wall, at the painting you’d done with him there beside you, and attempted to focus on that memory. You had finished it a few nights before he’d gotten his summons. After a few moments of distraction, you looked back at him to see what his reaction would be to your next words.
I never took on another matesprit.
==> You didn’t know what to do when he set his hand in your lap. You knew what you wanted to do, to simply take hold of it and pretend no time really had passed, and that everything was still the same. Caution prevented you though, and your attention was otherwise directed when he spoke once more, and you could only shake your head.
That wa2 never iit, not even clo2e. Had II been able, II would have returned iimmediiately. That ii2 ea2iier 2aiid than done though, unfortunately. II wondered whenever II wa2 able, iif II would be able two 2ee you agaiin, and for a tiime II thought II never would. When II e2caped II had no way of even knowiing iif you were aliive 2tiil, con2iideriing how dangerou2 your po2iitiion can be.
==> When he dipped his head down you were curious at first, then your expression only softened. You couldnt tell whether you were more sorry or if you were more touched. It seemed both was the likely option.
Over that even, II beliieve. Two long, far two long.
==> And as he looked to the painting you were lost in the simple, happy memory. His next words, though you felt almost selfish for even thinking it, and didn’t care, were the ones you had hoped to hear, and you relaxed, smiled at him. You reached a hand forward to tangle your fingers with his own, and you didn’t feel quite so conflicted anymore.
II never wanted another. IIt’2 why II had two come here, and 2ee iif there wa2 even a chance two fiind you.
I realize that now, of course. for a long time I wondered if I would ever see you again. and if I had known where you were, I would have accepted her invitations to see if I could find time to see you. as for not knowing I was alive, I can honestly say I understand.
==> You agreed wholeheartedly. It HAD been far too long. You’d wondered and waited for many sweeps. Both of you had. When his fingers met with yours, you smiled and sighed, feeling as though, for the moment, things were alright again.
should we just pick up where we left off so long ago, then? I suppose I should ask, first, if you want to…I would understand if it’s been too long.
==> You hoped that your questions wouldn’t be too difficult for him, given what you think he might have gone through, though they would have to be asked at some point. You watched his expression change after he’d sat down and allowed yourself a moment to just breathe and take in the idea that he was actually alive after so many sweeps apart. You’d not even dared to hope that he would be alive after so long, but here he was regardless.
I suppose that the most obvious and to-the-point questions would be the best to start with. what happened when you got your summons? and how did you get here now? you can…’edit’ the answers as you need in order to feel comfortable telling me, I won’t mind.
==> You settled a little more into the chair and gave a quiet sigh, but you nodded. It didn’t matter how you felt on the subject, it was still a thing that needed to be said. And it wasn’t even the first time you’d been asked this question, it was just the first time that you didn’t mind speaking it so much. Nonetheless, you looked to your lap as you began, unsure as to how he would react to your next words.
II 2ee liittle need two ediit thiing2. You de2erve two know the full 2tory, and II’ve gotten 2ome tiime to get u2ed two 2ayiing mo2t of iit.
The 2ummon2 iit2elf 2eemed rather routiine at fiir2t. II diidn’t really thiink anythiing of iit. II don’t thiink II diid untiil a receiived an e2cort, and fiinally realiized where II wa2 beiing led. II 2truggled, whiich perhap2 a mii2take, but one they were prepared for, and after II had a go at Nereu2 they managed two 2ubdue me.
II wa2 hooked up two the Empre22’2 2hiip then. II remaiined there untiil three 2weep2 ago, when 2omehow II managed two overload the thiing enough two cra2h iit and 2ecure my e2cape. II managed two come iinto contact wiith a young bulltroll then, one II tru2t you know, and he ha2 giiven me a place two liive whiile II recovered. IIIt wa2 2low, but eventually iit wa2 nothiing but 2car2 and memoriie2.
He 2aiid your name, the other day. Not your tiitle, 2o II couldn’t be 2ure but…II thiink you can under2tand why II diidn’t wii2h two a2k hiim outriight. And 2o II came here. II had two check and 2ee iif iit really wa2 you that he 2poke of.
II’m glad II diid.
==> You look slowly up at him from your lap, trying to judge his thoughts on this, and leaned back a little more in your chair.
==> You waited patiently for him to finish, watching his expression closely as he spoke. You attempted to keep your own expression neutral, though your face seemed to have a mind of it’s own, switching quickly from slight anger at the thought of him being detained, grief at the news of him being hooked up to Her ship’s helmsman dock, surprise and shock at the idea that he managed to escape, and finally to amusement at the ‘certain bulltroll’ who had spurred him into coming after giving him a place to stay and recuperate. You set a hand in his lap, tilting your head at him slowly and hoping that things hadn’t changed too much.
I always wondered what happened to you. I wondered if it was something I had done that caused you to disappear, if it was something that I could have prevented. I wondered if I would ever see you again.
==> It was your turn to have your gaze drop to your lap. You couldn’t watch him when you said this. Not when there was a chance that things HAD changed, that the sweeps that you’d spent apart had distanced him from you, that he might have found somebody else.
I waited for you. at first I thought it would only be a few nights, but it turned into weeks and then perigrees, and those turned into sweeps…nearly a hundred sweeps, wasn’t it?
==> You looked at the wall, at the painting you’d done with him there beside you, and attempted to focus on that memory. You had finished it a few nights before he’d gotten his summons. After a few moments of distraction, you looked back at him to see what his reaction would be to your next words.
I never took on another matesprit.
what if while you were gone your cat got on your computer and blogged for you and then like when people follow you when youre gone its because your cat made a ton of funny text posts but it deleted them before you got back
what if a cat made this post
what if it was actually bears not cats that did those things
most people don’t own bears
jeez
Canadians do.
I said people
get off of the internet, cat.
The icelandic volcano “Eyjafjallajokull”
Sometimes I like to think “Eyjafjallajokull” is Icelandic for “**** you guys, I’m a volcano”
and sometimes I weep because nature
hahahaha.
WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO A DOG?
THAT’S
RUDE
SO VERY RUDE.
AND AWFUL AND MEAN.
DUDE, NOT COOL. GIVE THAT DOG SOME BACON.
twiin2oliiloquy replied to your post: ==> You were second guessing everything, and for a split second that only grew to fear when the door opened. The size of the troll alone was enough to make anyone nervous. But then you saw his symbol, his expression as the surprise set in, and you recognized him easily still, even after the time that had passed. So you didn’t speak yet, simply moved past him to step into the hive, trying to contain your own surprise.
==> All you could really do was try to calm your racing thoughts and when you turned back to look you just pushed them to the side. You studied him then, eyes searching his, and after a few moments you couldn’t stop your soft smile.IIt2 really me.==> His smile triggered a smile of your own, though you did your best to resist giving him an affectionate headbutt as a greeting. You opted instead for pulling him into a hug. You really didn’t care if it was appropriate or not at the moment.
I have so many questions, but I think I should save them for when we’ve found a place to sit. you remember the room we spent a lot of time together in?
==> Propriety was the last thing on your mind at the moment, overwhelmed instead by relief. You hugged him back, smile growing a fraction wider before you pulled away and nodded your head once.
And II wiill an2wer. IIt’2 been nearly a liifetiime, but I remember well where you mean. Lead the way?
of course…
==> As he pulled away, you led him to the room that the pair of you had sat together in for many sweeps. The room in which you had painted with him. You’d kept it pretty much the same, short of the newer paintings on one wall. You sat down near the chair that he’d always seemed to occupy and watched him carefully.
whenever you’re comfortable…if you need anything, please, don’t hesitate to ask.
==> You followed him and found that your guess had been correct, that the painted room was his sitting room of choice. It was all so familiar, like you had never left in the first place, and it was just another day’s visit. The notion turned your smile fond even as you sat in what had been your favorite seat, and looked back to study him some, to take in the slight differences, and the things clearly remembered. You couldn’t help but feel a little sentimental, and it soothed you.
II’m fiine. More than fiine perhap2. You 2aiid you had que2tiion2. Of all people II thiink you have riight2 two the an2wer2.
==> You hoped that your questions wouldn’t be too difficult for him, given what you think he might have gone through, though they would have to be asked at some point. You watched his expression change after he’d sat down and allowed yourself a moment to just breathe and take in the idea that he was actually alive after so many sweeps apart. You’d not even dared to hope that he would be alive after so long, but here he was regardless.
I suppose that the most obvious and to-the-point questions would be the best to start with. what happened when you got your summons? and how did you get here now? you can…’edit’ the answers as you need in order to feel comfortable telling me, I won’t mind.
