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Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 4, 2016 6:48:07 GMT
He chewed for a few moments in thought before answering her. “I’m sorry you lost him, but I’m glad you’ve done well in life all the same since then.” Taking another bite, he wondered where the conversation should go from here. Should he ask more about herself? Should he leave to let her go about her day? He pondered it while eating, hoping he’d find an answer after the next bite. Or two.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 4, 2016 6:52:51 GMT
And then it seemed like the topic ended, at least for the moment. Well, onto the next one then. "This is unrelated, but I'm still wondering what caused you to dream of me killing you. It's not one of your usual nightmares, is it?"
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 4, 2016 7:10:22 GMT
Pausing in his bite, he had to remember to swallow before speaking up. “No, not one of my usual ones.” Again he felt himself confessing something. “I don’t remember all the details in it. But, we were in MI. I had the impression that you weren’t exactly there for a good reason. It felt like you were trying to take over or something.” Looking down at his pancakes, he debated taking a bite, but then thought better of it. Might as well get it over with. “Then, you caught me off guard with something. And when I got my bearings, there was a knife in my chest.”
He couldn’t resist taking a bite now, chewing before speaking up again. “The gloating was what unsettled me the most. But it’s also what reminds me that it wasn’t really you there. You’d never gloat. Over anything.” Another bite of pancake. Chew-chew-chew.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 4, 2016 7:54:43 GMT
She wasn't sure why he looked so guilty over describing his dream to her, other than the fact he simply did. She didn't take any offense in him telling her that her in-dream self killed him, as unsettling as it may me - dreams are not something controllable, and that was clearly and definitely not something he'd choose to dream if the choice was his to make. It still seemed hard for him to describe it though, so she waited for him to finish telling everything without making interruptions.
His las comment made a soft smile grow on her lips though. "I'll see that as a compliment." She spoke about the part of her 'not gloating about anything'. "As much as the location of MI is something I wish I knew, my sheer curiosity not reason for me to wish to take over. In fact, I'd rather not be responsible for any role of power within any other guild - I already have work enough with only my own, and... I like you alive and unhurt, Las. Though that part is already obvious." Not to mention even if she had any reason to harm him, which, she doesn't, she'd certainly not use a knife for it. It's not that she'd never touched one outside a kitchen, but she wasn't particularly skilled with short blades and they were not her weapon of choice. There's a reason she favoured needles, and wire or magic when that fails, afterall. Knives were too obvious, too messy, and mainly: too painful for her tastes.
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 4, 2016 8:05:33 GMT
If she had questioned the nature of his guilty look, perhaps he would tell her. But since she glossed over it so easily, Lasair felt a bit relieved to get away without sharing that one part. “Outside of the dream world, none of it makes sense. Well almost none,” he said that last part under his breath, hoping a second later she would miss it. “You may be curious about my guild, as I am curious about yours. But as you said last night, some secrets can’t be shared without reason.” Looking up at her now, he caught her gaze and his eyes softened a bit. “I like you alive as well. Though I’d prefer to see you happy and doing well; at the very least living is acceptable.” In the back of his mind he remembered that he might have to leave soon, to allow her to attend to guildly duties. But he wasn't in a hurry for that to happen. He didn't want to remind her if she had forgotten.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 4, 2016 18:42:30 GMT
"I know. Perhaps someday we'll have an actual reason for it. Until then, our curiosity may keep at its wiggly dance in the corners of our heads." She chuckled, in quick response to his comment about how some secrets shouldn't be shared. Then she realized something he had said right before.
"...Wait, 'almost none'?" The redhead woman blinked. What of his nightmare made sense?
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 4, 2016 20:47:36 GMT
He almost got away with that whispered. Part. Almost. Scratching the back of his head for a moment, he decided to busy himself with picking up the plates and taking them to the sink. “Nevermind,” he said. Perhaps he would get lucky and she’d remember the fact that he mentioned part of the dream to be embarrassing, and then put two and two together. But it was more likely that she wouldn’t and that he would have to explain. A slight color came to his face as he realized this. So he turned away from her, running some water over the plates instead. But her comment about curiosity dancing in their minds was oddly accurate. He busied himself with trying to think about that instead.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 4:42:27 GMT
"...Las?" His dodgy response actually made her a bit worried. The way he sounded in that short dismissal didn't let her know for sure if he was just embarrassed or actually scared. Did something happen in his dream that he was drawing paralels with what could happen in reality and that frightened him? While that was a bit of a stretch to assume, it was still possible the issue was related to her (what with her being the one who murdered him in his nightmare and all that). The topic was clearly making him uncomfortable though, and she figured it was better to only try to squeeze an answer out of him once again. "What made sense?" Any more prodding questions further than that and it would just be her being nosy over something she, although concerned about, had no business in.
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 4:52:02 GMT
Concerned; that’s what she was. It come through from the way she spoke his name, reduced to a single syllable. And the way she was gentle in asking her question anew. It was hard to deny someone who was concerned because sometimes it might make them feel like the shouldn’t be concerned. And he didn’t want that.
He took a breath and continued to face away from her. Perhaps he could skirt by with just a short answer. Perhaps it would be enough to quell her curiosity that was intertwined with concern. Fidgeting a little, he spoke in what he hoped was a level tone, “What made sense…was the way you distracted me in the dream.” There. Spoken. Could he be done and go home now?
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 5:01:37 GMT
Well, at least he replied. Maybe it was alright to ask more then - if only borderline ok. "....How did I distract you?" That was actually a pretty good question, since she didn't have any guesses on that whatsoever. Lasair never struck her as the type who'd fall for a standard distraction, at least not when something important was happening. He's not a prisoner in her kitchen, however. He could go home at any point if that's where his legs lead him to, or could just ask her to talk of another topic if needed be.
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 5:07:27 GMT
While he might not actually be a prisoner, he did feel trapped in the topic. And he didn’t want to back down from it. Nor did he want to leave Edel’s company just yet. It took him a few strong moments of silence to muster up the will to actually say it. “…” Okay maybe more than just a few moments. But he did spit it out before she had the chance to say anything more. “You, well, uh. Kissed me.” And now his face was red. Not quite as red as his hair. But still. Now she knew the full details of the dream of his. It was embarrassing and unsettling all into one. And now she knew all parts of it. He wondered if he were an idiot for sharing. Or perhaps it wasn’t a bad move. Rather hard to tell right now.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 5:16:19 GMT
Edelweiss tilted her head slightly, as if that would make that answer settle in better in the corners of her mind. She almost felt like chuckling, but knew better than let that reflexive impulse become an actual action. Instead, she let a small smile twitch the corners of her lips upwards while she left her seat andmoved around the counter.
"But then," She said while walking closer to where Lasair stood, stopping by the oven to set some coffee to brew (something liquid besides water would go well in helping those pancakes be digested). "didn't you say that was a part that made sense? I can assure you, Las, I'd not kiss someone I wished to harm."
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 5:21:31 GMT
Lasair nearly jumped out of his skin when she appeared in the kitchen. Where had his attention been so focused on that he didn’t notice her come near? Analyzing the pattern on the floor, it seemed. Still, he stepped aside to allow her better access to the stove.
On the bright side, she seemed to be taking it well. “It made sense in that it was an effective distraction…” he tried to explain, but didn’t bother to elaborate it beyond there. Hm. Perhaps she needed even more space in the kitchen. He moved over to stand by the doorway instead with hopes he could inch his way back to the other room before she was done.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 5:56:33 GMT
This time she couldn't help but chuckle, but it died down along any sentences she was about to say as she turned to find the redhead man not by the counter but by doorway in position as if he were just waiting for anything - even the smallest of words - before he'd dart off and away from her presence.
The sight caused her shoulders to sag slightly and Edelweiss took a deep breathe while picking the brewed coffee pot and poured the contents into two cups. "Sorry. I didn't mean to make you so uncomfortable you'd want to literally run away." Sigh. "We can talk of something else if you'd rather..."
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 6:06:14 GMT
Freezing up, he had to think about her words before he reacted. She was right; what was he doing running away like this. It wasn’t even anything he really needed to be embarrassed about. And if he were honest with himself about it, he was acting like a child.
No wonder Sayvahn hadn’t been around lately.
Sighing, he stood up a little straighter. “Old habits die hard. No, we can still talk about this. I just, well, I’m used to running away from problems that usually make other people uncomfortable. So by extension, they started making me uncomfortable. But that doesn’t make sense when my only reason for it was the feelings of the other. And well, you don’t seem uncomfortable so…” He made himself look towards her now. “I can handle this. I had a weird dream. At least it was a break from my usual nightmares.” Wow, it actually felt good to act mature and stand up to the issue. He should do this more often. It could pay off in the future.
"All you need is love." -John Lennon
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