03-18-2020, 09:33 AM
Leilan
a dragon who couldn't be hurt on the outside
could have so many ragged holes inside
could have so many ragged holes inside
So. Well. This meeting could’ve been better.
And so much worse. Much, much worse, he thinks.
Maybe she’s not actually as angry (deep down) as she wants to appear - though he’d really rather not ask her. No, not at all.
As she continues her rampage about how killing is no solution, as he continues to be relatively unfazed - what's done is done, just like he hadn’t regretted Klau - oh, what fun he had a part in both of their deaths now - he knows he had not chosen differently back then than he might now. At least not with the same circumstances - she on the brink of death and looking so tired, his own mind tumultuous as it has been, only trying to do some recovering on his own.
He knew she needed the rest, and all he could think of was how long it would take her to resurface. Like it was some game to see who got back quickest.
-He wins, by the way. When he got drowned the same way he was back much quicker, though perhaps whoever ruled the Afterlife simply couldn’t stand him.-
When he quips about not giving her what she asks again, she gives him more sour comments, but this time he sees the endless loop he is stuck in, and doesn’t comment on anything else she says for a while. ”Well, I can’t make any more promises then. You’ll have to make do with me being not so sorry, what with my knowledge of your not being dead, and I’ll make do with you being absolutely not happy with the pause you got from the life that was eating you.” It seems to him, they’ve reached an impasse.
Actually managing a warm(ish) smile, he adds. ”I’m glad you do look a lot better now, though.”
Man, she looks like she would burn his snowflakes right out of the sky.
And so much worse. Much, much worse, he thinks.
Maybe she’s not actually as angry (deep down) as she wants to appear - though he’d really rather not ask her. No, not at all.
As she continues her rampage about how killing is no solution, as he continues to be relatively unfazed - what's done is done, just like he hadn’t regretted Klau - oh, what fun he had a part in both of their deaths now - he knows he had not chosen differently back then than he might now. At least not with the same circumstances - she on the brink of death and looking so tired, his own mind tumultuous as it has been, only trying to do some recovering on his own.
He knew she needed the rest, and all he could think of was how long it would take her to resurface. Like it was some game to see who got back quickest.
-He wins, by the way. When he got drowned the same way he was back much quicker, though perhaps whoever ruled the Afterlife simply couldn’t stand him.-
When he quips about not giving her what she asks again, she gives him more sour comments, but this time he sees the endless loop he is stuck in, and doesn’t comment on anything else she says for a while. ”Well, I can’t make any more promises then. You’ll have to make do with me being not so sorry, what with my knowledge of your not being dead, and I’ll make do with you being absolutely not happy with the pause you got from the life that was eating you.” It seems to him, they’ve reached an impasse.
Actually managing a warm(ish) smile, he adds. ”I’m glad you do look a lot better now, though.”
Man, she looks like she would burn his snowflakes right out of the sky.
@[Sabra]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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