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Post by Jya on Feb 21, 2012 13:39:40 GMT -6
"Yeah just like th-" Jya froze before she could complete her sentence. Her eyes opened wide with surprise. Whatever she was expecting, it wasn't a confession. She looked around as if hoping to seek help from someone else but of course it was to no avail. What was she to say?
"Well thats uhhhh...nice?" she questioned, with a shrug. No she can't avoid this. Truth be told it would be easier fighting a knight than confronting "love". She wanted to say something like she loved him too but that would probably make matters worse. She had a hunch that love was serious issue and just going along with it would end with some horrible consequences.
"I don't know what to say Val," she half chuckled the words out. She was at a complete lost for words. She had to get this through, she gave that stupid advice after all.
"I don't think I can love you," she began, her face a puzzled mess.
"Its not just you though, I can't love you like that, I mean, I love you like a...a brother," she struggled with the right words and that was what she found to be appropriate.
"Like family," she continued.
"I'm awfully sorry and I think you deserve someone better," the last few words seem to come out of nowhere but she also found them adequate for the situation. It was strangely difficult to just say no.
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Valorian
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Where there is life, there is hope.
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Post by Valorian on Feb 21, 2012 14:33:21 GMT -6
He maintained his gaze when the realization hit her. It seemed like an eternity waiting for her response...waiting for her to make some kind of a decision.
And when the words finally left her mouth, he wished he could have vanished from this very spot. Couldn't love him...why was he surprised by that? He was physically deformed, mentally unstable, and almost useless in anything that didn't involve fighting. This is what was fated for him, he couldn't have what he'd wanted. The quiet life, the simple and happy family life he'd always dreamed of. Away from war, away from fighting and death. No, he'd already died. His life was due to death, it made sense that sowing that death was the only future that existed for him.
She continued talking, but he didn't hear it. He was aware of her speaking, but her words just seemed to wash right over him.
[red]"An unbalanced murderous child...what did you just think to find someone as unhinged as you were?"[/red]
[blue]"You were a fool to try. Now you don't even have the way things were."[/blue]
She'd stopped talking. Whatever she'd been saying was unimportant, not after what she had said. He turned his gaze back to her for a moment, and saw the pained look on her face. She pitied him...the plague ridden poor Assassin who'd never had an easy day in her life, pitied him. Gods, how pathetic was he?
He should have thanked her for being honest with him. Should have at least appreciated that much. But he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"I need some time to think." He spoke, his voice calm and emotionless. As he said this, he got himself dressed and wrapped his cloak about his shoulders. He left his pack by his bed as he moved through the door frame, closing it behind him.
He moved downstairs and passed by the empty bar. One man came out of the back, seeing him moving towards the door.
"Going somewhere this late? Ilian weather can be fatal this late." He offered words of advice.
Valorian was silent for a bit, then turned to the man behind the counter. "Perhaps that would be for the best." He said, opening the door to the chilled air as he wandered into the snow.
If there is nothing for me here, then let all that I was simply fade away. Perhaps at the core some purpose may yet remain, should anything remain at all.
~Fin
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