Re: Tied (3c/?)
anonymous
April 4 2011, 00:04:58 UTC
VIII.
White fabric looked very strange against purple vines, Arthur decided. Also, despite his new familiar’s (why did that phrase feel so right?) tendency to be dramatic, the cuts apparently were as bad as he had made them out to be, if not worse. The parts of the vines above the bandages weren’t moving at all, and Alfred had looped them over his arm so they wouldn’t drag on the ground. It was rather concerning. Silver shouldn’t do that to a magical creature. So why-?
The urge to smack himself in the forehead resurfaced. Of course. His knife was charmed to freeze the magic in whatever it cut. Useful for harvesting things, because it allowed plant cuttings to retain their properties and not lose their powers after being separated from the original plant, but it wouldn’t do anything good for Alfred. It would keep him from healing or doing whatever other magical things he used his vines for. Freezing magic was about the same as temporarily removing it. It was still there, but blocked up and inaccessible. The loss ached, even when there was no accompanying physical wound. And he had let Alfred go around with that kind of damage for at least a half-hour, simply because he was too stupid to remember the charm on his knife?
Arthur was a right idiot sometimes. “Oy, hold up there,” he called, and the elemental turned.
“Am I going too fast?” he asked, concern evident in every line of his face. “Seriously, just tell me, because while the last way you told me you had a problem was pretty effective, I don’t really want to be stabbed every time I do something wrong.”
“A-about that,” the wizard replied, feeling a surge of guilt at that reminder. Focus, focus. This was not a permanent bond. He was just going with Alfred because the elemental had been right about the time it would take to get back to civilization, “I think I can fix your vines. There’s a charm on my knife, see, and it might be keeping you from healing. Removing it would at least make your cuts hurt less.”
“Seriously? If you can do that, that’s awesome!” Alfred replied cheerfully, apparently nonplussed by the fact that Arthur had accidentally put a spell on him. “I mean, I can handle it if I need to, but I wouldn’t mind having them hurt. My magic’s not working on them, for some reason. I keep trying, but it doesn’t do much.”
So that was why there had been occasional surges of power from up ahead during the hike. Arthur hadn't known what to think about those, and had been getting more and more suspicious. Idiot. Idiot. “You could have said something,” Arthur said testily, taking his wand out. Removing the charm was something he did with every plant cutting. The magic needed to be free in order of for spell ingredients to have an effect. That charm wasn’t meant to be left on forever. “Here.” He took the injured vines in his hand and began to remove the cloth from one. He needed full contact for this spell.
Re: Tied (3d/?)
anonymous
April 4 2011, 00:08:45 UTC
CHARACTER LIMITS I WILL DESTROY YOU.
“Um, maybe you shouldn’t,” the elemental stammered nervously, but the first bandage was already off, and Arthur got a good look at what he had done. The knife had apparently sliced through about three-fourths of the vine’s width, and fluid still dripped sluggishly from the gash. It had never stopped bleeding, Arthur realized, but due to the coloration it had been impossible to see against the white bandages. And of course Alfred had insisted on doctoring his own wounds, so he had never seen how deep the cut went. The fluid was a different consistency than human blood, thick like tree sap, and thus had been lost at a fairly slow rate. But the charm wasn’t letting it heal. The whole vine was probably a magical construct itself, so the knife had done a great deal of damage. His guilt increased tenfold.
Muttering incantations, he traced his wand around the damaged area, trying to ignore how Alfred twitched every time he came too close to the edge of the cut. When he finished, there was a quick increase in the feeling of magic coming from Alfred, and small purple filaments began to stretch across the gash. They grew denser and denser, filling the gap until the vine was in one piece again. It was such an odd thing to see that Arthur nearly forgot to fix the second damaged vine. But he did, and this time he was more careful with where he put the wand.
Once his vines were both healed and whole, Alfred twitched them experimentally, and then turned a bright grin on Arthur. “Thanks! That feels a lot better.”
Arthur was grateful that Alfred turned and began to lead the way again, because he didn’t want anyone to see the undoubtedly stupid expression on his face. He had stabbed Alfred, mistrusted him, insulted him, and accidentally frozen the magic in his vines, and yet the elemental still said thank you...?
Tune in next time for more of Arthur's awkward flailing. You guys rock!
Re: Tied (3d/?)
anonymous
April 4 2011, 06:29:19 UTC
Love this, love this XD aw poor Alfred (although sneaky). I think it's kind of funny Alfred is acting like the uke when he's sort of the seme, and Arthur vice versa XD
Re: Tied (3d/?)
anonymous
April 5 2011, 23:16:44 UTC
Anon, your updates never fail to make me ridiculously happy. And you update so fast, too! ♥
So Alfred's taking Arthur back to "his place," huh? ;) I wonder what sort of place he lives in...I can't help but to imagine a treehouse of some sort. XD I love the way he worries about Arthur~...though I wonder how much of that is stemmed from worry about himself. XD
Poor Arthur (except not really since I requested this) being forced into the bond and whatnot. He's so cute and nervous and flustered and tsundere~ Makes me wanna hug him. :D My only critique on him would be that I think he'd be more preoccupied with wondering why Alfred bonded with him, regardless of if he's just planning to break the bond later. Speaking of which, I'm wondering just how well that will go. XD
Also, don't forget that you can have Alfred mess with vines besides those that are a part of him if you need to. Not saying it's necessary or needed or whatever, but just wanted to remind you in case you feel limited or anything. :) ♥
Loved when Arthur de-spelled (what are you talking about that is totally a real word-) Al's vines. ♥ Though, ah...was it just me, or did those vines seem a bit..."sensitive?" ;) *shot repeatedly*
Can't wait for your next update, anon! Keep up the awesome work! ♥
White fabric looked very strange against purple vines, Arthur decided. Also, despite his new familiar’s (why did that phrase feel so right?) tendency to be dramatic, the cuts apparently were as bad as he had made them out to be, if not worse. The parts of the vines above the bandages weren’t moving at all, and Alfred had looped them over his arm so they wouldn’t drag on the ground. It was rather concerning. Silver shouldn’t do that to a magical creature. So why-?
The urge to smack himself in the forehead resurfaced. Of course. His knife was charmed to freeze the magic in whatever it cut. Useful for harvesting things, because it allowed plant cuttings to retain their properties and not lose their powers after being separated from the original plant, but it wouldn’t do anything good for Alfred. It would keep him from healing or doing whatever other magical things he used his vines for. Freezing magic was about the same as temporarily removing it. It was still there, but blocked up and inaccessible. The loss ached, even when there was no accompanying physical wound. And he had let Alfred go around with that kind of damage for at least a half-hour, simply because he was too stupid to remember the charm on his knife?
Arthur was a right idiot sometimes. “Oy, hold up there,” he called, and the elemental turned.
“Am I going too fast?” he asked, concern evident in every line of his face. “Seriously, just tell me, because while the last way you told me you had a problem was pretty effective, I don’t really want to be stabbed every time I do something wrong.”
“A-about that,” the wizard replied, feeling a surge of guilt at that reminder. Focus, focus. This was not a permanent bond. He was just going with Alfred because the elemental had been right about the time it would take to get back to civilization, “I think I can fix your vines. There’s a charm on my knife, see, and it might be keeping you from healing. Removing it would at least make your cuts hurt less.”
“Seriously? If you can do that, that’s awesome!” Alfred replied cheerfully, apparently nonplussed by the fact that Arthur had accidentally put a spell on him. “I mean, I can handle it if I need to, but I wouldn’t mind having them hurt. My magic’s not working on them, for some reason. I keep trying, but it doesn’t do much.”
So that was why there had been occasional surges of power from up ahead during the hike. Arthur hadn't known what to think about those, and had been getting more and more suspicious. Idiot. Idiot. “You could have said something,” Arthur said testily, taking his wand out. Removing the charm was something he did with every plant cutting. The magic needed to be free in order of for spell ingredients to have an effect. That charm wasn’t meant to be left on forever. “Here.” He took the injured vines in his hand and began to remove the cloth from one. He needed full contact for this spell.
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“Um, maybe you shouldn’t,” the elemental stammered nervously, but the first bandage was already off, and Arthur got a good look at what he had done. The knife had apparently sliced through about three-fourths of the vine’s width, and fluid still dripped sluggishly from the gash. It had never stopped bleeding, Arthur realized, but due to the coloration it had been impossible to see against the white bandages. And of course Alfred had insisted on doctoring his own wounds, so he had never seen how deep the cut went. The fluid was a different consistency than human blood, thick like tree sap, and thus had been lost at a fairly slow rate. But the charm wasn’t letting it heal. The whole vine was probably a magical construct itself, so the knife had done a great deal of damage. His guilt increased tenfold.
Muttering incantations, he traced his wand around the damaged area, trying to ignore how Alfred twitched every time he came too close to the edge of the cut. When he finished, there was a quick increase in the feeling of magic coming from Alfred, and small purple filaments began to stretch across the gash. They grew denser and denser, filling the gap until the vine was in one piece again. It was such an odd thing to see that Arthur nearly forgot to fix the second damaged vine. But he did, and this time he was more careful with where he put the wand.
Once his vines were both healed and whole, Alfred twitched them experimentally, and then turned a bright grin on Arthur. “Thanks! That feels a lot better.”
Arthur was grateful that Alfred turned and began to lead the way again, because he didn’t want anyone to see the undoubtedly stupid expression on his face. He had stabbed Alfred, mistrusted him, insulted him, and accidentally frozen the magic in his vines, and yet the elemental still said thank you...?
Tune in next time for more of Arthur's awkward flailing. You guys rock!
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He needed full contact for this spell
YES PLEASE
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winning line of the century.
anon, i am stalking this fill. so so awesome ♥
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So Alfred's taking Arthur back to "his place," huh? ;) I wonder what sort of place he lives in...I can't help but to imagine a treehouse of some sort. XD I love the way he worries about Arthur~...though I wonder how much of that is stemmed from worry about himself. XD
Poor Arthur (except not really since I requested this) being forced into the bond and whatnot. He's so cute and nervous and flustered and tsundere~ Makes me wanna hug him. :D My only critique on him would be that I think he'd be more preoccupied with wondering why Alfred bonded with him, regardless of if he's just planning to break the bond later. Speaking of which, I'm wondering just how well that will go. XD
Also, don't forget that you can have Alfred mess with vines besides those that are a part of him if you need to. Not saying it's necessary or needed or whatever, but just wanted to remind you in case you feel limited or anything. :) ♥
Loved when Arthur de-spelled (what are you talking about that is totally a real word-) Al's vines. ♥ Though, ah...was it just me, or did those vines seem a bit..."sensitive?" ;) *shot repeatedly*
Can't wait for your next update, anon! Keep up the awesome work! ♥
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