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shadarsedai

Recovery

Mar 01, 2006 23:02

Waking is disorienting. Her head aches and her throat hurts from protracted crying the night before - was it night when she finally slept? Perhaps.

Di'aliz shifts, just slightly, pressing a thin hand to her forehead. The cuts are clean still, and dried in thin lines by now.

GoneOh, how it hurts, the loss of that place. Still, it hurts, though ( Read more... )

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forsaken_bard March 2 2006, 00:12:12 UTC

Asmodean did not sleep much last night. A spot on his nightshirt from where she had cried herself to sleep on him. Sitting up in bed next to her, he glanced down at her.

(She was so very dirty after all that time at the house. From ash, from tears, from blood. She could not be trusted in a bath.

It was a simple matter, really. It had taken time. Her sitting naked on that stool. The hot water in the basin as he gently washed her. His dark hair tied back from his face, water running down his elbows, his knees aching from the stone floor, and his pants wet, shirt long since discarded.

That empty vacant look as she sat there, and let him bathe her. The basin of water grey with ash with swirls of blood.)

His voice a bit hoarse from lack of use as he spoke to her.

"Morning, Di'aliz."

shadarsedai March 3 2006, 20:52:07 UTC

She opens her eyes very slowly, wincing a little in the light that floods in through the thin curtains of her room. Her gaze is empty, for a moment, staring up at him expressionlessly.

Then, with strange effort, she turns onto her side under the sheet, curling a little as if for comfort.

forsaken_bard March 3 2006, 20:54:47 UTC

A tilt of his head as he looked at her, curling in the sheets beside him. He had intentionally emptied their schedule for the last few days so he could attend to her.

"Do you want me to get you breakfast?"

A pause as he thought for a moment longer.

"Or would you rather me stay and attend to you?"

shadarsedai March 3 2006, 21:00:25 UTC

A delicate hand carefully extends to curl lightly around his wrist, mute appeal not to leave her on her own. She needs him right now.

forsaken_bard March 3 2006, 21:11:54 UTC

A sad, sheepish sort of smile as he held out his arms to the little girl. From his reclined position, she's just a little ways away, tangled in the sheets.

shadarsedai March 3 2006, 22:34:48 UTC

She is very silent as she pushes herself up and crawls over to him, nightdress trailing and catching under her so she almost falls. Di'aliz rests her head against his shoulder, lying down beside him, blue eyes bleak.

forsaken_bard March 3 2006, 22:43:56 UTC

A long sigh as he carefully lifted her onto his chest. Gently stroking her back as he glanced down at her. Hands pressing at the soft material of her nightgown.

"Talk to me, please."

shadarsedai March 3 2006, 23:09:16 UTC

Her arms curl automatically around his neck. The girl shuts her eyes, burying her face in his shirt, breathing his familiar scent. Stability, safety here.

"...Why is it? It was mine."

forsaken_bard March 3 2006, 23:35:19 UTC

Still stroking her back, he murmured softly to her. She rose and fell on his chest as he breathed. The pressure oddly enjoyable.

"I know, and I am sorry."

It had to be done. She was too dependent on that place.

"Can I do anything for you, my lady?"

shadarsedai March 3 2006, 23:40:18 UTC

She sniffs tearfully.

"I don't know. Not without- I don't-"

Her small voice rises in pitch, near-cracking.

forsaken_bard March 3 2006, 23:48:14 UTC

A quelling kiss before she worked herself up. A much more firm touch as his hands slid down her sides.

"Shhhhhh..."

shadarsedai March 3 2006, 23:54:16 UTC

She whimpers slightly, unhappily, but quieter. Her arms tighten around him as one tear overflows, then another.

"It hurts. I want it back."

forsaken_bard March 23 2006, 01:09:02 UTC

Wiping the tear from her face, he leaned in and kiss her cheek as well. She did not need to work herself up. His hands stroking her sides, arms wrapped firmly around her.

"I know, I know."

shadarsedai March 23 2006, 01:17:49 UTC

"I want- There's no reason. Wasn't a weapon. Didn't make us strong. I just loved it. Just..."

It's not fair. Couldn't they allow her just something that wasn't part of a fight, wasn't to defend herself or weaken another? Just to make her happy. Di'aliz just wants to be happy.

And it was taken away.

forsaken_bard March 23 2006, 01:22:40 UTC

It was a weakness. Better this than another Chosen using it against them. Not that it didn't hurt.

"Di'aliz... I cannot say anything to make it better. Just know that I am here for you, and that I..."

No words to finish the sentence. He simply stops.

shadarsedai March 23 2006, 22:53:20 UTC

Her breath hitches, fingers catching hard at the sheets as her eyes squeeze tighter shut, as if she can close out the hurt.

"I know."

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