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Ned (bakersman) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-11 00:58:00

Entry tags:

complete, day eleven, ned the piemaker, olive snook

Who: Olive and Ned
What: A revealed secret that's a looong time coming
When: Day 11, afternoonish
Where: Olive's room
Rating: Put a PG-13 on it for safety's sake
Status: All done!

It was only across the hall, but the walk from Ned's room to Olive's felt like the longest of his life. Chuck had known his secret right away. Well, minus the telling her that he was responsible for killing her father part. Which was pretty major and the cause of his current dilemma with her. But she'd known about the finger from the very beginning. She sort of had to, it was the whole reason she was alive.

No one was ever supposed to know. Ned had worked his whole life to keep it a guarded secret. Then Emerson had caught him and blackmailed him, and while they were roughly friends in the end, it had started rocky. But no one else. No one. And that had included Olive. How crazy did it sound that he could touch something and bring it back to life? It was like something out of a storybook.

Or, apparenty, a television show. Who knew?

Despite his resolve not to speak a word until he could do so without singing, Ned made the trip across the hall, Digby trotting at his heels. He gave his faithful friend a smile in thanks for the moral support, but ultimately, he was still the human and still had to be the one to knock on the door.

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bakersman
2009-06-11 09:16 am UTC (link)

The melodic, sing-song tone seemed so out of place in a normal conversation. It might've made Ned smile under any other circumstances. But these weren't exactly normal circumstances and despite the fact that there was far too much singing going on, he had to get this out. Now that his deepest, and honestly darkest, secret had been revealed, he really didn't have much of a choice.

He didn't speak as he made his way to the table. Sitting, he ran over what he'd planned on saying again in his mind, and knew nothing he said was going to come out the way he meant to say it. That's just how Ned's life worked. He smiled down at Digby, who'd settled at Olive's side protectively. At least Olive was smiling. Sort of.

Taking a deep breath, Ned looked up at Olive with a frown. "What she said was true," he told her quietly. Or as quietly as a baritone could. God, that sounded awful. "Every word of it. Chuck, Digby...all of it."

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