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Am I doing this.
YES I AM.
Give me a prompt and I'll write you a drabble.
The catch is--it has to be for one of my characters or my characters and yours or someone else's you ship them with, whatever. It can be ANYTHING, AU, TYL, first meetings, angst, nice things, etc, as long as it's related to island interactions somehow.Characters are Emiri ( Read more... )
YES I AM.
Give me a prompt and I'll write you a drabble.
The catch is--it has to be for one of my characters or my characters and yours or someone else's you ship them with, whatever. It can be ANYTHING, AU, TYL, first meetings, angst, nice things, etc, as long as it's related to island interactions somehow.Characters are Emiri ( Read more... )
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The woman isn't one she recognizes, but Judith rarely makes a habit out of getting to know people beyond greetings and faint nods, accompanied with her usual smile-- the one Radu calls her "obligatory smile". There are few exceptions to this, of course, Tear being one of them, and Radu himself being another. He's prided himself on being able to decipher at least half of the sentiments in the turning of her lips, which is a great deal harder than it should be.
"She's pretty," Judith tells him later, not because Radu asks her opinion, but because she knows he'd like to hear it. "Intelligent, strong-willed... will you bring her by sometime? I'm sure Ba'ul would like to meet her."
Radu looks momentarily surprised, as if he expected something different-- but then a gratified smile appears and he nods. "I was intending on apologizing for having abandoned our walks, Judith. But I have a faint suspicion that you might refuse such a thing."
"You would be right!" she informs him cheerfully, one finger raised for emphasis. "What good would that do? I certainly can't use an apology for anything, and I don't mind walking alone."
Hardly anyone else would have noticed one odd note in her voice. Radu is hardly anyone else, and looks at her. "... Judith?"
The Krityan looks back and her eyebrows are drawn together. She wants to ask him why he fell in love. She wants to ask him why it feels as though he's drawing away from her. She wants to ask him if it's supposed to hurt.
But she doesn't. She was the one who always criticized him for not choosing to live the life he had now, while he still had. He'd followed that advice, so who was she to feel distressed about it?
The game - the touches, the pulse of attraction that they'd both suppressed, the shared smiles - is over. It's been a fun game, perhaps one of her favorites, but in the end, it's just that: a game. And games eventually end.
Radu's eyes pose a question: is she happy for him?
And Judith can't lie, so she doesn't answer. Instead, she politely withdraws to return to Ba'ul, who has picked up on emotions foreign to his friend and is now very worried.
It's nothing, she thinks, as she vanishes into the shadows. It was a game, after all. It was about time he was released from it.
From then on, Radu no longer knows the meaning behind Judith's smiles.
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