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Alistair ([personal profile] byblow) wrote2015-10-30 11:28 pm
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mythalenaste: (gan scíth 's á fadú go géar)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2016-10-20 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
[When Pel sees that face, she is reminded that she is very fortunate to have Merrick and Cyril, and even Gavin for the short time she had him. People have said that word to her before, and Alistair looks like someone very unaccustomed to hearing it. She hugs him tightly, as if she can make up for all the people who never said it to him before. She does love him, and it's a terrible thing for love to be unspoken.

Then he says it back, and her eyes slide shut. She doesn't have time to school her face before he's stepping back and looking at her, and he can see the pure elation on her face until he speaks. Then she chokes on a laugh.]


No, I'm not. I mean I've thought of them before, but never decided on anything. Any suggestions?
mythalenaste: (we wondered where our god was)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2016-10-20 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
So names must pass the Alistair Test. It's a deal.
mythalenaste: (a voice from down the ages)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2016-10-20 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[It takes her a bit, because she's having to get through this thing where Alistair has a child. Really, the last words she could possibly have expected out of his mouth were I have a child because usually you know when a loved one has a child. Her perception is having to stretch a bit.

Her mind fills in the gaps there. "I have a child who I don't--[whatever it is, there's distance involved and things are not ideal and it makes me sad and touchy about fathers being kept out of their childrens' lives]. It's just how things had to be [which means I didn't choose this way at all] So I'm a little... [hurt because life took me away from my parents and now it's taken me away from being a parent]. It's not an excuse. I'm sorry I was mean. And I'm sorry he's a jackass."

Pel encircles his waist with her arms again for another tight squeeze.]


Don't mention it. It's done and forgiven. I'm sorry about your...little one. [Clumsily steering clear of gendered nouns.] Whatever the situation is, it must be hard for you.
mythalenaste: (until the morning light)

[personal profile] mythalenaste 2016-10-30 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Never. [One more squeeze, then she breaks away and smiles up at him. With his lineage, she can imagine reasons it's such a secret, but she won't ask or assume. Maybe it's something entirely different. He has his reasons, whatever they are.] Not even to the people who don't count as telling people.