Discoveries [Closed]
Who: Vanyel & Apollo
What: Vanyel is bringing in Yfandes after their day of joy bringing, and meets a friend in the barn - where there are sugarplum fairies.
When: After this
Where: in the barn
Warnings: sugarplum fairies, kissings, freaking out
Leaving the blue and silver sleigh out back, Vanyel led his Companion into the warmth of the stables. Despite all the work she had done, the Companion proclaimed herself not in the least tired, though she did proclaim to be cold. This, of course, Vanyel knew to be an invitation to pamper her with a warm mash and blankets and a good brushing. He could only laugh and shake his head, marveling at how the cold weather and the prospect of the this 'Christmas' holiday had put such a prance into his dear one's step. Truthfully, they both needed it after the months spent on the front lines fighting off demons and all manner of more mundane things that nonetheless left them bloodied, muddied, and tired. He knew she appreciated getting to be beautiful again and to bring something other than stark terror. It did get tiring, being called 'demons' and such by the Karsites.
"All right, there we go," he said warmly to her as he set down a hot mash for her at the entrance to her stall, the door left perpetually open.
He moved a bit to the side and began to stroke her mane, working the knots out of it, and began carrying on what, to most, would seem a very odd and one-sided conversation.
"No, of course you look lovely."
"Yes, I did enjoy today. It was nice. I cannot remember the last time I heard children laugh around us."
"Well, that is only because they do not know anything of me."
"We are supposed to inspire trust in ordinary folk. And no one there was Herald or knew my.... "legend"." This last word was said with some contempt.
"If I promise to try will you just eat your mash?" And now he almost growled, but his fingers still moved gently through his hair, not wanting to hurt his beloved despite his growing ire.
What: Vanyel is bringing in Yfandes after their day of joy bringing, and meets a friend in the barn - where there are sugarplum fairies.
When: After this
Where: in the barn
Warnings: sugarplum fairies, kissings, freaking out
Leaving the blue and silver sleigh out back, Vanyel led his Companion into the warmth of the stables. Despite all the work she had done, the Companion proclaimed herself not in the least tired, though she did proclaim to be cold. This, of course, Vanyel knew to be an invitation to pamper her with a warm mash and blankets and a good brushing. He could only laugh and shake his head, marveling at how the cold weather and the prospect of the this 'Christmas' holiday had put such a prance into his dear one's step. Truthfully, they both needed it after the months spent on the front lines fighting off demons and all manner of more mundane things that nonetheless left them bloodied, muddied, and tired. He knew she appreciated getting to be beautiful again and to bring something other than stark terror. It did get tiring, being called 'demons' and such by the Karsites.
"All right, there we go," he said warmly to her as he set down a hot mash for her at the entrance to her stall, the door left perpetually open.
He moved a bit to the side and began to stroke her mane, working the knots out of it, and began carrying on what, to most, would seem a very odd and one-sided conversation.
"No, of course you look lovely."
"Yes, I did enjoy today. It was nice. I cannot remember the last time I heard children laugh around us."
"Well, that is only because they do not know anything of me."
"We are supposed to inspire trust in ordinary folk. And no one there was Herald or knew my.... "legend"." This last word was said with some contempt.
"If I promise to try will you just eat your mash?" And now he almost growled, but his fingers still moved gently through his hair, not wanting to hurt his beloved despite his growing ire.