Caranthir the Dark (caranthir) wrote in untold_logs, @ 2008-07-03 04:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | avarian, caranthir |
Who: Avarian and Caranthir
What: Character development and backstory!
When: After cuddling or something, apparently.
Where: Caranthir's inn room.
Avarian: *seems to still be cuddled in with Caranthir*
Caranthir: *eyes glazed over*
Avarian: *stretches a bit, rolls to curl in against him the other way* *watches him* *lets out a little sigh*
CAranthir: *glaaaazed*
Avarian: *nuzzles against him* *whispers that she loves him, then quietly crawls out of bed*
CAranthir: *shifts. slightly.**dundundun*
Avarian: *quickly, and quietly, starts putting all her stuff together*
Caranthir: *stops shifting, settles back in*
Avarian: *lets out a relieved sigh, starts taking her dresses down and gently folding them*
Caranthir: *stretches a bit and sits up*
Avarian: *casually puts dress in satchel, like this? Is not a problem*
Caranthir: Where are you going.
Avarian: Away.
CAranthir: no.
Avarian: *lets out a little sigh*
Caranthir: *slips out of bed and glowers at her*
Avarian: *looks down at her stuff* It is better if I do it now, rather than later.
Caranthir: *shakes his head* I would prefer you to stay.
Avarian: *runs a hand through her hair* Sooner or later, Moryo, you are going to use my feelings against me. You may not even do it on purpose.
Caranthir: I am not Morgoth.
Avarian: *stiffens*
Caranthir: *knowing!*
Avarian: *wonders if he is a mind reader* *looks at him*
Caranthir: You whimpered in your sleep.
Avarian: *lets out a breath, wrinkles her brow* I always whimper in my sleep.
Caranthir: Because your past still haunts you.
Avarian: Of course it does. I am staring right at it.
Caranthir: *narrows eyes*
Avarian: ... *rubs at her head* It was not a secret. Anyone in my company could have told you. Yes, that was used against me.
Avarian: I only remember it in dreams, and those are not likely to go away anytime soon.
Avarian: You are alive, now. It makes things ... more complicated.
Caranthir: And this does not? *gestures at them!*
Avarian: .... *sits on the bed, rubs at her face with her hands*
Caranthir: *sits as well* did I not warn you, that even if those things do not bond, they still do, in some ways?
Avarian: I was already .... in some way, bound, I think.
Avarian: I should have left when I saw you at the Jun. That would have been best.
Caranthir: What of your mortal?
Avarian: What of him?
Caranthir: Did you not love him?
Avarian: I cared for him, deeply. But I did not know him for very long, and then there was war. *frowns* As I said, if there had been more time... perhaps... yes.
Caranthir: *just looks at her knowingly.*
Avarian: It was not the same way, with him. *shakes her head*
Caranthir: Do not deny this. I know well enough what that feels like.
Avarian: I loved him. But... again... it was not in the same way.
Caranthir: *still regarding her dubiously*
Avarian: It was not.
Avarian: *tries to put this to words without sounding overly sappy* There are layers of emotion. You were the first, there is no ... feeling like that, again. Only similar ones.
Caranthir: *scowls*
Avarian: *sighs* You do not have to like it, Moryo.
Caranthir: *doesn't like it. At all*
Caranthir: *in that 'feelslikechoicestakeaway' way*
Avarian: *isn't sure how his choice got taken away*
CAranthir; *not something that can be explained easily!
Avarian: *gets up off the bed, goes back to packing* This is not easy to say. There were many years that I dreamed of moments like yesterday happening. I can sit here and dream of more of them. But when I was younger, everyone told me that having feelings for you was foolish. My Uncle regularly told me to give it up. And after you met her, it did not matter. I have never expected you to return them. ... I still do not.
Caranthir: That does not mean you have to leave.
Avarian: *lets out a sigh*
Caranthir: What now?
Avarian: There does not need to be something wrong for me to sigh.
CAranthir: But there is.
Avarian: *shakes her head* I am just thinking.
CAranthir: SharE?
Avarian: I am thinking of a few things. My first thought is of course, plotting my course. Where to go, when I leave, to spend the next few years. I am also thinking of places I need to visit, where things of mine are stored. I am thinking that leaving is cowardly, but I am also arguing with myself over whether being cowardly is worse than being hurt. Some part of me is reveling in the fact that you are here. Lastly, I am thinking that I slept last night but did not wake up with a bloody lip.
Avarian: *says all of this quietly, while still folding things*
Caranthir: Stay. Please.
Avarian: *chews her lip, and looks at him a few moments* .... alright.
Caranthir: *looks mildly relieved*
Avarian: *starts hanging dresses back UP* *smooths the wrinkles out of them*
Caranthir: *Helps her*
Avarian: *can't help but brush against him from time to time, while being helped to do this*
CAranthir: *lets her o.O*
Avarian: *ponders wearing a dress instead of her usual garb, just to see his reaction* *then goes 'nah'*
Caranthir: *would be mildly freaked out*
Caranthir: *and turned on*
Avarian: *might, someday* *for now, content to only wear them when dancing* *gets that finished up, wonders what to do next* *remembers bribe, does NOT want to talk to Artanis*
Caranthir: *remembers bribe, but won't pressure her just yet*
Avarian: *gets fans back out ... is clothed now, by the way ... opens them up, practices some maneuvers with them*
Caranthir: *watches her*
Avarian: *flips the fans, catches, them, practices a few more fan flips like that*
Caranthir: *thinks it lacks something**like nudity XD*
Avarian: *thinks he's welcome to speak up. <3*
Caranthir: You were impressive last night, doing that. Both in form and..body.
Avarian: *eyes him, arches a brow, smirks a bit* *closes her fans, hands them to him, then slowly strips out of her clothing* Like this?
Caranthir: *clears his throat, but doesn't object*
Avarian: *takes her fans back, closes her eyes, and gets back to work, doing a few flips without looking*
Caranthir: *okay, admits it, is attracted*
Avarian: *hums a song, while doing it, trying to put together some kind of routine in her head, and once again going to that place where Caranthir isn't in the room anymore*
Caranthir: *seems...saddened*
Avarian: *might be humming something sad?*
Caranthir: What song is that?
Avarian: *stops, blinks* *blushes* Just an old song.
Caranthir: It is sad.
Avarian: I am sorry. I .. it just came to mind.
Caranthir: *sits down again, and shakes his head*
Avarian: It is a song someone wrote ... for their love on the other shore. *nods her head* *goes back to dancing, decides to stop humming*
Caranthir: I see...
Avarian: I think. *sings part of the chorus* 'Tell it through the winds, I am here. Whisper on the breeze not to fear, taste it on the rain, what I feel, when you held me. Tell it through the winds that we share, then you will know I am here...' *hasn't sung in .... well... forever, so.. is embarrassed to be doing it at all, and doesn't face him while she does*
CAranthir: *blinks D:*
Caranthir: *thinks it's not bad*
Avarian: *hums the rest, while still trying to put the fan dance together in her head*
Caranthir: *folds his arms**looks saddened again*
Avarian: *tries humming something more upbeat?*
Caranthir: *wasn't saddeend by the song*
Avarian: *oh. well then. >.>*
Avarian: *stops dancing, eyes him* You seem sad.
Caranthir: *shakes his head*
Caranthir: I am not sure what saddens me.
Avarian: It was not the song?
Caranthir: Nay, it was not the song.
Avarian: *wrinkles her brow*
Avarian: ... *seems to be making some decisions in her head, then nods, and snaps her fans shut*
Avarian: *pulls her clothing on*
Caranthir: *scowls again like 'what noW?!'*
Avarian: *pulls her shirt on, kisses him on the forehead, walks out of the room, fans in hand*
CAranthir: *Grabs her hand* What now?
Avarian: I think I am hungry. I was going to get something to eat, and then practice with these on the real stage.
Caranthir: *lets go, nods his head*
Avarian: *caresses his hand a bit as he does so, walks out*
Avarian: *pokes her head back into the room like a minute later* Moryo?
CAranthir: Yes?
Avarian: *eyedarts* When was the last time you ate?
Caranthir: *shrugs*
Avarian: *eyedarts* *ducks her head back out*
Avarian: *skips eating, tucks fans in belt and heads down to Theatre instead*