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Nothing escapes mine eyes, Nodd.
[ there's a bit of a smile, wry, tired. of course he noticed. he notices everything. (mostly.) but nodd is welcome into the space, wherever he'd like to settle. ]
I'm alright. I'd say that I've had worse, but the leg removal did make it a fresh contender.
[ there's a bit of a smile, wry, tired. of course he noticed. he notices everything. (mostly.) but nodd is welcome into the space, wherever he'd like to settle. ]
I'm alright. I'd say that I've had worse, but the leg removal did make it a fresh contender.
[ 'nothing' doesn't leave a lot of wiggle room. ]
I can only heal myself. Yuri shot you and then Throné and Arthur showed and I...
[ couldn't do anything for temenos. again. that seems to be the cycle at this rate. nodd's impotent feelings and ineffective actions.
rueful as he leans back on his hands. ]
I'm never gonna be fast enough with you.
I can only heal myself. Yuri shot you and then Throné and Arthur showed and I...
[ couldn't do anything for temenos. again. that seems to be the cycle at this rate. nodd's impotent feelings and ineffective actions.
rueful as he leans back on his hands. ]
I'm never gonna be fast enough with you.
[ there hardly ever is, with the inquisitor. for someone who seems to exist in areas of gray himself, temenos doesn't leave them for others - or if he does, he finds them, understands them, learns them. thankfully, there are some matters he worries about far less than others.
(matters of the heart, for example, tend to escape him.)
there's something about that comment that makes him chuckle, a quiet noise. ] What is it you said. If you're fast enough, you don't have to be anything else...?
[ however. ] I don't know how speed falls into the equation; are you in need of it now?
[ considering. it's just the quiet of the medbay. just the two of them. a slow moment in time, the kinds that temenos tends to take in easily. he's never moved fast. not the week of the arrows, not in his life. ]
(matters of the heart, for example, tend to escape him.)
there's something about that comment that makes him chuckle, a quiet noise. ] What is it you said. If you're fast enough, you don't have to be anything else...?
[ however. ] I don't know how speed falls into the equation; are you in need of it now?
[ considering. it's just the quiet of the medbay. just the two of them. a slow moment in time, the kinds that temenos tends to take in easily. he's never moved fast. not the week of the arrows, not in his life. ]
[ there's a respect, perhaps begrudging, that he has for the inquisitor. he can mock him, tease him, but there is a wall that nodd himself has bricked between them. so, it's a good thing he left temenos to his actual friends. the ones who don't need to say it out loud to see if it's real. ]
It's been a pattern. And it was fine.
[ was it? when temenos fell from the tower? how fine did he feel? and waking up thursday last week in the same bed. was that fine? ]
But if earlier, I'd--or if I could have...
[ words have never been nodd's strong suit. ]
I wish I'd been there. I don't know if I could have done better than the others, but if I could have done something.
[ clenching hands together, squeezing his fingers. ]
To protect you. Even if you don't want it or need it.
It's been a pattern. And it was fine.
[ was it? when temenos fell from the tower? how fine did he feel? and waking up thursday last week in the same bed. was that fine? ]
But if earlier, I'd--or if I could have...
[ words have never been nodd's strong suit. ]
I wish I'd been there. I don't know if I could have done better than the others, but if I could have done something.
[ clenching hands together, squeezing his fingers. ]
To protect you. Even if you don't want it or need it.
[ as ever, he is patient and listens. even after all of everything he's been through today, temenos can so easily turn on the mode of cleric, and nodd clearly needs it - he's distressed, and for that, temenos excels.
so he listens, hands folded around his teacup, gaze thoughtful but not judging. observing, watching those little reactions. there's a painful honesty to it, gestures like squeezed hands, a sense of something stuttering that can be at odds with someone who is so bold and usually brash. ]
... I don't have to tell you again that I don't need it or want it. [ protection. that he doesn't like being treated that way - that he is not delicate or fragile, and he especially isn't now that he has his magic back. spotty as it may be, he is a cannon of a cleric. aelfric's chosen, for whatever that's worth.
however. ]
Nor do I have any interest in your injury at my behest. [ just like it was with dion, all those weeks ago. ] I understand how it feels, to feel like it is futile, or that things are out of your control.
[ but my god, hasn't temenos lost enough? he has been protected. three times, now. roi - desperately fleeing flamechurch with the darkblood bow, to what led to his death (and what temenos now knows, to five years of what must have been torture). the pontiff, who didn't tell him of the moonshade order's ministrations until nearly five years after they were initially discovered, so desperate to keep temenos protected from its darkness.
and crick wellsley, sworn to his godsblade, dying on a bitterly cold night in stormhail to try and help temenos find the truth.
he's so tired of it.
he coughs. just once, covering his mouth with his hand. the petals are hard to see, deftly turned into a sleeve so they're not visible - just the faintest hint of sky blue before they're gone. ]
... it is not so catastrophic or grandiose, Nodd. There are still things to be done. [ as he holds the teacup in his hands, he lifts it, slightly. ] This is still something. It is not all lost and worth misery, because you didn't bleed across a slaughterhouse or tap first with a healing gun that hardly works.
so he listens, hands folded around his teacup, gaze thoughtful but not judging. observing, watching those little reactions. there's a painful honesty to it, gestures like squeezed hands, a sense of something stuttering that can be at odds with someone who is so bold and usually brash. ]
... I don't have to tell you again that I don't need it or want it. [ protection. that he doesn't like being treated that way - that he is not delicate or fragile, and he especially isn't now that he has his magic back. spotty as it may be, he is a cannon of a cleric. aelfric's chosen, for whatever that's worth.
however. ]
Nor do I have any interest in your injury at my behest. [ just like it was with dion, all those weeks ago. ] I understand how it feels, to feel like it is futile, or that things are out of your control.
[ but my god, hasn't temenos lost enough? he has been protected. three times, now. roi - desperately fleeing flamechurch with the darkblood bow, to what led to his death (and what temenos now knows, to five years of what must have been torture). the pontiff, who didn't tell him of the moonshade order's ministrations until nearly five years after they were initially discovered, so desperate to keep temenos protected from its darkness.
and crick wellsley, sworn to his godsblade, dying on a bitterly cold night in stormhail to try and help temenos find the truth.
he's so tired of it.
he coughs. just once, covering his mouth with his hand. the petals are hard to see, deftly turned into a sleeve so they're not visible - just the faintest hint of sky blue before they're gone. ]
... it is not so catastrophic or grandiose, Nodd. There are still things to be done. [ as he holds the teacup in his hands, he lifts it, slightly. ] This is still something. It is not all lost and worth misery, because you didn't bleed across a slaughterhouse or tap first with a healing gun that hardly works.
[ if it were up to temenos, nodd supposes nobody would worry too much about him. same could be said of shoma or keith or charles. even io had to open his big mouth and snap at nodd for picking the wrong body to give his baby-heals. since glossed over, since made whole, but the point is everyone wants to be so strong and seen as capable. they want everyone else to be put back together first.
nodd, too, surely. but maybe not with the same noble thoughts.
he listens to temenos words for selfish reasons. because his cadence is soothing. because he heard it once from a much closer distance and enjoyed the experience. ]
When I went on the mission with Amalthea, my room was that memory you saw. The slaughter. I think I told you it was my mistake--trusting--wanting the wrong boy. Rosie and Yuri, they got the wrong impression. Thought I'd been with the guy. No. He, uh. Preferred ladies.
[ breathing because sometimes that's all you have is the in and out. ]
I let someone I knew didn't see me as more than a very, very efficient tool give me a new life and then take it away. This was after I ran away from school--my mother, really. Because I couldn't make her--I couldn't work things out there, either.
[ squeezing hands until his fingers are turning paler with the pressure ]
So, if I can't do anything for someone, I have the tendency of running away.
nodd, too, surely. but maybe not with the same noble thoughts.
he listens to temenos words for selfish reasons. because his cadence is soothing. because he heard it once from a much closer distance and enjoyed the experience. ]
When I went on the mission with Amalthea, my room was that memory you saw. The slaughter. I think I told you it was my mistake--trusting--wanting the wrong boy. Rosie and Yuri, they got the wrong impression. Thought I'd been with the guy. No. He, uh. Preferred ladies.
[ breathing because sometimes that's all you have is the in and out. ]
I let someone I knew didn't see me as more than a very, very efficient tool give me a new life and then take it away. This was after I ran away from school--my mother, really. Because I couldn't make her--I couldn't work things out there, either.
[ squeezing hands until his fingers are turning paler with the pressure ]
So, if I can't do anything for someone, I have the tendency of running away.
[ wowee a friday with no murder! it's a friday!!
temenos is walking more like himself today - he's still unsteady on his new leg, and using his staff like a walking stick - but weirdly
when he sees nodd he just like. turns around and starts walking the other direction. goodbye. except he's slow because he's injured. anyway. GOODBYE ]
temenos is walking more like himself today - he's still unsteady on his new leg, and using his staff like a walking stick - but weirdly
when he sees nodd he just like. turns around and starts walking the other direction. goodbye. except he's slow because he's injured. anyway. GOODBYE ]
[ ....?????? what??? absolutely not allowed?? only nodd may run. for it's his specialty. ]
Inquisitor?
[ following! ]
Inquisitor?
[ following! ]
In a hurry?
[ oh u wanna be like that? flashsteps to right beside him. you can't stop this jerk, he's awful.</small?
[ oh u wanna be like that? flashsteps to right beside him. you can't stop this jerk, he's awful.</small?
[ oh, the backstory connection... his eyebrows raise, but temenos listens as ever, unjudgemental and listening, observant.
it explains some things - pieces click into place, and he takes the long moment between to sip from his tea, so prepare himself to continue to talk, and to take down everything he's said properly. dissect it, understand it. nothing escapes mine eyes, he'd said, and such is the case.
and eventually... he asks, almost mildly: ] And what would you consider this to be, right now?
it explains some things - pieces click into place, and he takes the long moment between to sip from his tea, so prepare himself to continue to talk, and to take down everything he's said properly. dissect it, understand it. nothing escapes mine eyes, he'd said, and such is the case.
and eventually... he asks, almost mildly: ] And what would you consider this to be, right now?
Uhhh. That's interesting. Why is that?
[ now you really have his attention. take it as a compliment that his desire to pester is higher than any concern for causing the poor man to have to hobble speedily ]
[ now you really have his attention. take it as a compliment that his desire to pester is higher than any concern for causing the poor man to have to hobble speedily ]
Well, you aren't a worm.
[and we aren't making out ]
So what's the affliction? Are you wearing a wig or something?
[
So what's the affliction? Are you wearing a wig or something?
Huh. You know, I got the opposite of that and I don't think anyone noticed?
[ this smile? positively wicked. ]
[ this smile? positively wicked. ]
[ that actually shuts nodd up for a moment? he never even corrected lucien about what was going on that day. the fuck.
..... ear twitch. sidelong glance. less wolfishness as he recovers. ]
You're worse than Roboji. Why are you always watching?
..... ear twitch. sidelong glance. less wolfishness as he recovers. ]
You're worse than Roboji. Why are you always watching?
[ makes him stinky, more like. ]
Uh huh. So what else have you noticed? No, wait. You'll wiggle out of saying anything fun. What have you noticed about me?
Uh huh. So what else have you noticed? No, wait. You'll wiggle out of saying anything fun. What have you noticed about me?
Edited 2024-04-13 16:58 (UTC)
[ i know you're at a concert but this is important so get tagged, idiot.
anyway.
that long moment is peaceful and agonizing in equal turn. it's an excellent time to breathe and evaluate just what idiocy he spewed at a man recovering from egregious injury. ]
Gluing my feet to the floor for a minute to see how you're faring. Congenial selfishness. I get to see you, you get to see me rustled.
anyway.
that long moment is peaceful and agonizing in equal turn. it's an excellent time to breathe and evaluate just what idiocy he spewed at a man recovering from egregious injury. ]
Gluing my feet to the floor for a minute to see how you're faring. Congenial selfishness. I get to see you, you get to see me rustled.
Edited 2024-04-14 00:37 (UTC)
[ titan's call eventually stops serving alcohol, at like two or something in the morning, but you know what doesn't stop serving? the bottle you take with you and promise thebe will be returned.
he's a shambles when his feet take him to the room temenos and mizuki don't even sleep in. sits heavy, right there on the floor in the hallway outside. why not? ]
he's a shambles when his feet take him to the room temenos and mizuki don't even sleep in. sits heavy, right there on the floor in the hallway outside. why not? ]
Edited 2024-04-14 04:15 (UTC)
[ actually, temenos is in his room this evening. arthur and throné are having a moment, likely and therefore he's giving them their privacy! and luckily for nodd, maybe... he's something of a night owl.
so. two or three in the morning is fine. when temenos hears a thump outside, he pushes himself up. he's in his nightclothes - real big victorian nightgown energy on this when when he pokes his head out of the door, still leaning on his staff like a walking stick.
hello ]
Nodd? [ a beat. his nose wrinkles, voice quiet in the dim darkness of the early morning late night. ] You smell like a distillery. What are you doing?
so. two or three in the morning is fine. when temenos hears a thump outside, he pushes himself up. he's in his nightclothes - real big victorian nightgown energy on this when when he pokes his head out of the door, still leaning on his staff like a walking stick.
hello ]
Nodd? [ a beat. his nose wrinkles, voice quiet in the dim darkness of the early morning late night. ] You smell like a distillery. What are you doing?
[ the door opens and nodd thinks, for a second, that he's imagining it. because it would be nice if it opened and temenos was there in his cute li'l nightgown to scowl at him. wishful thinking.
and then temenos is there doing those things. ]
Oh. Inquisitor. Hey.
[ stumbling, using the wall as he climbs to his feet. ]
I didn't think you'd--why are you here? At your room. Hm.
and then temenos is there doing those things. ]
Oh. Inquisitor. Hey.
[ stumbling, using the wall as he climbs to his feet. ]
I didn't think you'd--why are you here? At your room. Hm.
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