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Bryony Capper (goodlight) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-07-24 11:07:00

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character: bryony capper, character: marcus flint

Revelations
Who: Bryony and Marcus
What: Food and conversation
Where: Towpath Studios
When: Thursday 23rd July [backdated]
Rating: SFW

When Bryony had nervously asked Braith if it would be alright if a friend stopped by, the older woman had taken it upon herself to discreetly finish the painting she was working on and then make an excuse to work elsewhere that afternoon. Bryony wasn't sure when Marcus would stop by - and she was a little apprehensive about it. Seeing Marcus was always to be welcomed, but his mention of his mother put Bryony a little on edge. What had Phillipa said this time? Something more about the child that would have been Marcus's sister, or something else entirely? Bryony was still of the opinion that it was better, in the long run, for Marcus to know these things - but at the same time, wished they'd stop disturbing the happiness he was building for himself.

As well as the family portrait for Shauna, which she was still working on, Bryony had uncovered the larger canvass she'd been working on previously. It was finished, in theory, but she wasn't exactly happy about it. It had come out... darker and more turbulent than anything else she'd ever painted and it was hard for her to look at. A gently shining figure was featured at the bottom edge, surrounded by blue-black darkness which swirled with dark birds, their red beaks sharp and frightening. It hadn't turned out at all how she'd intended it, and though it wasn't technically bad... Bryony couldn't imagine showing it to anyone outside the studio and Marcus.

She was fussing with one corner of Shauna's portrait when she heard the slight crack of apparition. "Marcus?" she asked, not turning round. "Give me just a second to finish this..." She didn't want to risk the perfect colour of paint drying before she'd finished with it.

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marcedflint
2015-08-09 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Coming up with forks and spoons, Marcus laid those out as well and paused a moment before reaching out to grab one of the sorbets, unconcerned with the proper order of things when it was just the two of them and he wasn't feeling particularly great. He looked up in time to see her frowning at the piece of art, which made his eyebrows furrow a little in confusion. "I like it," he told her, looking back up at the canvas. An unbidden memory of the walls of his cells covered in Bryony's drawings came back to him suddenly, and he had to blink his eyes to come back to the present. There had been days when the reminder that she had been out in the world waiting for him had been the only thing that had stopped him from completely losing his mind, even if the path they had found themselves on was completely different than the one they had expected.

Nodding once at her mention of not knowing what to do with it, he commented, "I suppose paintings are a little more difficult to send off via owl." He still had every one of the sketches she'd sent him over the years, carefully tucked away in a box at the top of his bedroom closet. "Let me know if you just want somewhere to put it, I can find room to hold on to it for you, if you'd want."

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goodlight
2015-08-10 09:32 pm UTC (link)

Bryony smiled, because inadvertently Marcus had hit on near enough her own thought. She didn't want to keep the painting, she didn't particularly enjoy looking at it, nor was she at all sure she wanted to sell it - and she'd been convinced Marcus wouldn't want it either. A sketch he could put away somewhere, no one else had to see it, but a painting that size he would have to actually hang somewhere, and Bryony couldn't have asked him to do that. "I can keep it here," she said. "Unless... you'd like it?"

She watched as Marcus helped himself to the sorbet, smiling. She followed suit, because the sorbet was obviously the best part of the meal, and because it would melt otherwise. "Was there a reason for lunch?" Bryony asked. Her curiosity often lead her to pouring over stuck out words in the journals, though of course she wouldn't reference it directly.

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marcedflint
2015-08-10 10:06 pm UTC (link)

"Sure," Marcus said, a little surprised that she would offer the painting up so freely. There was actually a place on one of the walls of his living room that the canvas would fit perfectly. "You know I'm always happy to have your artwork." At least, he hoped that she was aware of that, after all these years and the fact that it was one of her drawings he'd chosen to have permanently on his skin.

He was glad to already be looking down at the food when that question was asked, sure that the tumult of emotions he was hit with would show on his face or his eyes. Marcus had asked because he'd need the reassurance of her company, and while he wanted to talk about the revelations his mother had shared the day before, he couldn't quite bring himself to even consider revealing anything about Tristan. That piece of his history was an old wound that he didn't want to open himself up to again, no matter if it was his fault or that Phillipa had known about it all along.

Still, he couldn't not say something, so Marcus explained quietly, "She recognized me yesterday. Not as my father, or the person who makes her tea, but actually as her son."

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goodlight
2015-08-11 10:15 pm UTC (link)

"I do," Bryony agreed. It was almost true. She'd just been a little worried about the darker nature of the work, as well as the fact other people might actually be able to see it. The thought of her work displayed in Marcus's flat actually sent a little thrill through her. "I should make you something nicer," she mused, more to herself than to Marcus. "Something beautiful." She turned her attention back to him properly. "I still have to cast the last stasis charms on it, so you can't take it away right now... but I'll bring it over when I'm done with it."

Bryony was watching Marcus as she asked the question, though his head was bowed over his food. Still, she could sense a tension in the set of his shoulders. She knew him well enough to know the small signs. "That must have been... strange," she said. "After all this time."

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marcedflint
2015-08-12 12:22 pm UTC (link)

Marcus looked at Bryony out of the side of his eye at her mumbled comments, trying to think of anything to say that would show his disagreement without actually being argumentative. "I think it's wonderful," he settled for, which was the truth. He nodded his understanding when she explained that it wasn't quite finished, even if he didn't quite comprehend exactly what else needed to be done. "Whenever you have time is fine," he said reassuringly, though honestly, he hoped it would be sooner rather than later.

With a small sigh, Marcus nodded his head once in agreement with her observation. Strange didn't really even begin to cover the experience, but at the same time, there was nothing else he could think of to call it. Steering his own thoughts away from the things he wasn't ready to talk about, he instead offered, "She said she was proud of me." Some of his own disbelief leaked into his tone, because it was almost unbelievable to have had the reassurance he'd wanted his entire life would be so freely given when his mother was no longer so much herself.

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goodlight
2015-08-12 04:22 pm UTC (link)

"Do you?" Bryony asked, sounding a little surprised despite her best efforts. "You don't think it's too... frightening?" To Bryony, the dark birds with their sharp beaks seemed ready to attack the figure. She had intended the light glow around her to be a shield, to protect her, but against the darkness of the background it just seemed to pick her out and give her attackers a way to find her. Perhaps she was reading too much into it. It was likely that no one else would see it quite the way she would.

Bryony smiled at Marcus's words for a moment - until she recognised the disbelief in his tone, and then her sigh echoed his. It took her a few moments to find a way to phrase what she wanted to say that wasn't accusatory. "There's a lot to be proud of," she said simply. Whether Philipa had always known that and never said it, or only recently realised it Bryony was glad she'd put it into words. She just wished she could make Marcus believe it.

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