after the storm

[apathycary]

Characters: Edel and Alexander
Where & When: Gilded Castle
Rating & Why: Alexander-Rated, Edel Approved
Summary: Patching wounds after a fight.

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[mongoosegrin]

Sleep had its appeal. Back home, some swore by it, and it oftentimes seemed as though the bloodier the hunt, the longer hunters took to their rooms upon return. Searching for that perfect, dreamless sleep, no doubt. Father scoffed them for such behavior; it was just another form of running. Cowardly. Even Edel called him on it. Disgusting. It only made rest harder to come by.

If Splendor's awful, overheated weather had anything going for it, it was that lack of thunder. That would've just been the icing on the cake. More thunderous pounding, hitting, yelling...He could hear himself over and over, and that mug breaking. The mug hadn't even been part of the problem, but it was a loud enough sound to accent what he'd done. And though he had spent a good few hours spinning the situation, shifting blame and concocting excuses, it all dissolved to the same bitter thought at the end.

Just like Father.He hadn't been paying much attention outside of himself, and the door was thick. Even so, the muted voice behind it sliced the silence and

[apathycary]

The lack of an answer did not stop Edel. If he had learned anything from those close to him, it was that their stubbornness often was the only thing that kept them alive. He could not help but frown at the door, but Edel's thoughts were only on trying to do his best to... in one way or another, lighten the situation.

"Cow-meat!" Edel's voice cracked slightly as he blurted these words out. Saying beef now seemed like it would be inappropriate. Not that he was... dumbing down his words for Alexander or anything, no! He just... you know, wanted to make sure Alexander knew what was in store.

And yet, the silence was not very welcoming.

"There's a bit of bread and a few vegetables, it's very hearty! I... I think you'll like it!" He pauses, "You haven't eaten in a while, so..."

So please open the door, Edel thought. He must sound like a sick, sad puppy. How pathetic.

[mongoosegrin]

Well, he asked to be killed, one wry voice thought, souring him further. Maybe he liked being yelled at. Which was weird to Alex, but then...what wasn't weird to Alex in Splendor? Comparatively, would a boy who simply accepted undue punishment keep doggedly coming back for more be that much stranger than the things he'd seen? Felt? It could very well have been the influence of that awful magic he displayed twice before, proving him right all along. No magic is good, no matter what.

He hadn't eaten much, that was true. But he had no appetite for it. The well-minded appeals couldn't charm his stomach into wanting food -- and the company it came with.

I thought he was a new Adam, but he's changed into meek Regina. Leading him to wonder how long it would be until his influence split this fresh mind. The comparisons were not wholly truthful, but what likenesses he did see failed to comfort anymore; it was no longer amusing. He was not having fun

[apathycary]

Human emotions were complicated and, if sometimes, stupid in outwardly appearance. Edel didn't enjoy being yelled at, far from it. After the initial scare, nothing was left for Edel other than a feeling of shame and sadness. He knew not how to handle others, it wasn't his job. It wasn't his... prerogative. But here he was in Splendor, on his own, with no one to help him.

No one at all.
It was his fault. This would be much easier if he understood the minds of others better, if he at least made the attempt. Edel's foolish, unsociable behavior only brought him further down. He was hard working and studious, but when it came to handling others... the thought processes ended there and the emotions took over