[A; 311 Miller Street; morning]
[Sitting on the windowsill of her room (and boy was it ever a pain getting it there) is
this, with an attached note:]
Rin--
This place is enough to drive the best people insane.
Try to remember you have at least one friend to rely on.
[B; 1331 Benny Road; morning]
[He hadn't seen her in a while; that alone was
(
Read more... )
Reply
Reply
[And moments later, there'll be a knock at the door.]
Reply
Hey. Come on inside--sorry this is so sudden.
Reply
It's fine, it's fine. [He simply gives him a light-hearted smile as he steps inside.] It's kind of an honor, though. Being invited to your house and all, but enough with the excitement for now.
So, what exactly is it that you wanted to talk to me about?
Reply
...Connla arrived in Mayfield this morning. [Lancer turned, crossing his arms and leaning against the door with a calm look on his face. Hopefully the name was all he would need to say.]
I needed to tell someone I could trust. Aside from Rin.
[Who was going to give him seven shades of hell when she knew the truth, surely.
Reply
[While he couldn't sympathize fully with Lancer, given that he never experienced the loss of a child, he still had to at least give him some support as much as possible.]
Do not worry. I will keep watch over him to the best of my efforts, so you needn't be too anxious. Is that all you had to say, or is there more that I should know about?
Reply
...I don't know, Diarmuid. [He sighed, a tone of clear uncertainty and frustration in his voice.] I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do. How do you say 'oh, sorry I left you alone your whole life and accidentally killed you'?!
He hates me, I don't blame him, and I don't know what to do about this whole thing.
[He would likely have gone to Bazett with this problem, but that wasn't an option anymore. Aside from Rin, the other Lancer was the only one he trusted with information like this now.]
Reply
[There be chin-tapping going on.]
You've already tried talking to him calmly about it, right?
Reply
Reply
[Siiiigh.]
This is quite troublesome, indeed. Though the only solution I can suggest for now is to keep on trying. Don't lose your temper, even if he brings up anything that'll make you want to snap back at him. Let him know that you truly did care for him, and that you are sorry for it. For each day, reach out to him for a little bit. Eventually, he'll come around and maybe then the both of you can finally reconcile.
Reply
[It wouldn't be that easy. Lancer wished it was; he wanted that more than anything But that wasn't the way this would likely unfold, and he knew it.]
Diarmuid...there's a good chance I am going to die at Connla's hands sooner or later. Should that happen and I don't come back, I'm trusting you to keep an eye on him.
Reply
[Diarmuid's eyes grow wide in shock. He would've most likely protested as well, but chose to hold his tongue instead. However, the sadness and pity showed in his eyes.]
...I swear that I will watch over him, on my knight's honor. You can count on it.
Reply
[Lancer sighed, looking exhausted--death was nothing that concerned him, but facing Connla in a fight again was not something he was looking forward to.]
What the hell's next, Mayfield? Why don't you bring in Ferdiad and the Morrigan, have the 'out for Cú Chulainn's blood' party fully assembled? Damned town is out to get me, I swear...
Reply
[He goes over to give him a pat on his shoulder, and gives him a reassuring smile.]
Besides, if they try to take you down, they might as well take both of us.
Reply
[A small smirk twitched across his face at the other Lancer's words.]
I appreciate the sentiment, but my rematch with Connla at least is something I need to settle on my own. He deserves that much.
Reply
Leave a comment