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- Rachias Tears de Ame - 04-12-2008 [html]
- Laruku Tears - 04-12-2008 [html]
He found himself sleeping a lot. The nightmares had become more frequent and the laughter was almost constant, but at some point, he had come to realize that they were only dreams and couldn't hurt him any more than everything else already had. The memories were just memories and he had accepted them; throwing the truth around and rubbing it in his face only worked for so long. And so he slept because despite the monsters, it was still an escape -- it was still better than wandering aimlessly around the lonely and unfamiliar forest and thinking about everything he wasn't doing with his so-called life. It was better than thinking about Ahren. Or Tsunami. Or how he should have died in the stupid fire. It could have been the footsteps that roused him, but it still took him a while to separate himself from his daze and focus on it. Someone was coming in his direction and it was familiar. Laruku half had hoped that no one would ever find him, that they all just went on with their lives believing that he had burned on the other side of the mountain, but it was too much effort to hide and he didn't see the point in trying that much. His daughter appeared from between the trees and the hybrid found himself mildly surprised. Maybe he had forgotten about them. Out of sight, out of mind. He was a horrible father. Rachias? - Rachias Tears de Ame - 04-12-2008 [html]
- Laruku Tears - 04-12-2008 [html]
He had already forgotten his thoughts during the fire. He could recall exactly what had happened, exactly what he had said and done, but he couldn't remember any of the whys or the exact flow of anything. But he doubted he had really thought about anyone's safety. It was negligence passed off as confidence in everyone else's abilities. He had always, and still did, believe that other people were much more capable than himself and most of the time, they proved him right. They were fine -- they were all fine. Conri and Naniko and Melisande, he had heard all of their cries ring out in the days following the fire; he knew they were already rebuilding. They didn't need him. And neither did Rachias. Gabriel was probably just as crazy as the rest of them, but that didn't stop him from functioning and being able to take care of things and people. Laruku nodded slightly, Yeah,he confirmed quietly, You're okay.Of course she was. In fact, he wouldn't have been surprised if the coyotes had been the first to leave, to regroup, and to reestablish themselves in this new world. He also wouldn't have been surprised if he had been told that strong and able Gabriel had been the one to start the fire in the first place. How's Inferni?Part of him was genuinely curious, part of him just wanted the conversation. Part of him was laughing his head off. - Rachias Tears de Ame - 04-12-2008 [html]
- Laruku Tears - 04-15-2008 [html]
Laruku did not pretend to know his daughter as well as he should, but it was easy to pick up on her lack of enthusiasm and general unhappiness. After all, except for their little spat, the hybrid had only known Rachias as a cheerful, energetic child -- not that she was really a child anymore. They had grown up faster that he could have imagined and... well, it hurt him to wonder how they might all end up. There was an innocence associated with children, even Andrezej, that was being gradually shed now as they entered their adulthood. He mourned the loss of their childhood even if they couldn't mourn for themselves yet. Laruku was a pessimist and a nihilist, but somehow, he felt like he knew they were all set for misery or evil things. It was in their blood. The tired father picked himself up from where he lay though and approached his daughter to gently nuzzle against her face. He felt cumbersome and awkward with the displays of affection, but they felt necessary and he tried his best (failure, failure, failure). If Arkham is alive, he'll find you. If he isn't, he wouldn't want you to have gotten hurt or died looking for him. He'll be glad you're okay. I'm glad you're okay.And it was true. Maybe some part of him had secretly and subconsciously wished for their demise -- it would have been an erasure of a mistake he then wouldn't have to remember, but. But standing there beside Rachias, none of that really seemed to matter. Still, no one really knew anyway. And he was glad that she was there. - Rachias Tears de Ame - 04-15-2008 [html]
- Laruku Tears - 04-29-2008 [html] Give him time,was all he could tell her. Maybe someone else would find him; maybe he would find a paradise on the way and forget a while about the troubles at home. Waiting and not knowing were some of the hardest things anyone had to face. His thoughts circled in his head and he knew who he immediately thought of. He didn't fight the memories, vague and faint as they had become; they would always be there, and everything would always remind him of it, so why bother anymore? Ahren is fine. He's the one that brought me here, actually. I would have died otherwise.Should have died, should have, should have a thousand times over. The fire would have been the perfect way to go. He didn't know what he was doing here. His son Jasper is here with us too. The rest of Clouded Tears made it further west, I think, and are rebuilding a new pack.A better one too, because better people were leading it now. Did everyone else from Inferni make it out okay? Did Andrezej...?Laruku did not recall ever having really spoken about his other son with his daughter and thus did not know of their conflicts, but any animosity wouldn't have been surprising anyway, considering how different they were. |