mnt_raph: (Dom Guilty)
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It's a mild night, all things considered. The weather is as even keeled as the Scotland of the Wizarding world is this time of year, and Raph is glad for it. He's glad for the partly cloudy skies, and the chill-yet-not-cold air that breezes past him...and the wounds newly opened on his knuckles.

Yes, he truly wouldn't be Raph if he metabolized his rage using completely healthy means. And there are fewer things less healthy for knuckles than being used to punch brick walls.

They tend to be unforgiving, brick walls.

Kind of like some blondes he knows, Raph muses to himself with a dry chuckle.

"'Least with walls you know where you stand," he says to no one in particular, before lifting the pilfered bottle of Jack to his lips and downing a sizable gulp. He wipes the corner of his mouth with the part of his free hand that isn't currently bleeding, and gives his surroundings a good once over.

It's been a long time since he's been up on this roof. His roof. Even longer since he's sat, legs dangling over the edge, with a bottle of his favorite spirit close at hand.

"fuck."

Date: 2010-12-01 11:41 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (If I killed everyone who was stupid)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"Goddess."

She takes another drink; hands the bottle back.

"Did she say she needed time?" Alanna suddenly asks. "Because when a woman says she needs time, give it to her."

Date: 2010-12-01 11:48 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (gaping)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
She looks insulted.

"I did not tell you what to say. Just to say it."

Beat.

"Also possibly how not to say it, but I'm unclear on whether that took."

Date: 2010-12-02 12:08 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (Riding)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Alanna winces. She hadn't really thought Abigail would feel that strongly about it.

This is bad.



"At least you've got Cloud. Horses... they don't mind if you forget to say goodbye." She inhales sharply. "I do say goodbye, of course. Always. You don't want to upset the animal carrying around you and your many pounds of armor."

She blinks: Where had that come from?

"What I mean," she says in a measured tone, "is that this will pass. Abigail will come around."

She hopes.

Date: 2010-12-02 11:53 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (Thinky thoughts are thinky)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"I know."

Alanna chews on her lip for a moment.


"Do you love her more than Her?"

Wait.

"The other Her." And again. "Do you love her enough, Raph?"

Date: 2010-12-02 08:26 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (You're crazy aren't you?)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Alanna makes a face.

"Mithros, you're doomed," she announces, though not without sympathy.

Date: 2010-12-02 08:50 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (Hunter)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Exactly what it sounds like, says her expression.

"I asked you a question about Abigail," Alanna explains with more patience than she feels, because this is family, "and all you spoke of was Death."

She raises her eyebrows at him over the cider bottle and takes a drink.

Date: 2010-12-02 09:14 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (Default)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"Quite poetically, too," Alanna adds helpfully while Raph's confusion shifts to anger.

It doesn't faze her.

Holding up a finger again, she shakes her head once and meets his eyes like she has something very important to say.

If she can remember what it is.





"That's my point." Beat. "Do you think Abigail doesn't know that? She knows. Trust me. I thought it was just Milliways and your former shell standing there between you like great big... big... kraken monsters... but I forgot about Her. If Adam had been that much in love with someone else, no matter how calm I made him," she pauses to indulge in a good laugh, "I'd have known. And I'm not sure my pride would have allowed me to stay."

Date: 2010-12-02 10:49 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (Calling your bluff)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"Done," Alanna repeats, radiating skepticism. "You are talking about Her an awful lot for someone you don't ever think about."

She places a great deal of emphasis on awful. Alanna had respect for Death, naturally, and they got on well enough, but she hates hearing Raph talk this way with that look in his eyes. Again.

Sighing, she shoves her bottle at him and snaps her fingers in front of his face.

"I understand, Raph. I do. I just think you ain't even talking about a lot with Abigail that you probably should. And I think she'd agree."

You know. Once she got over being mad at Alanna for interfering.

"You can make it right, but first you're going to have to decide what's most important to you now and what's not."

Date: 2010-12-06 02:48 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (I'm not really sure about you yet.)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
The bottle travels far but on a slightly right hand trajectory, exploding against the ground near a well-worn path leading to the stables. Alanna frowns, making a mental note to clean that up later.

"No, there isn't, and I'm glad you can still remember that."

She turns, eyes roaming along his torso to his face. Slowly.





"Drink what?"


The cider? And is he talking about her or Her now? This is getting confusing.
Edited Date: 2010-12-06 02:49 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-12-06 11:30 pm (UTC)
the_lioness: (Did I do that?)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Silence.




Alanna rolls her eyes. "Oh, Raph. You idiot." It's affectionate. "If you put it to Abigail like that, any of it, you'd be cozied up with her now instead of hiding on the roof with me." A small smile. "I doubt she'd ask you to forget anything, because no, but the offer... that's another thing entirely."

Suddenly she flops back beside him.



"I feel like someone just knocked me over," she grumbles.

Date: 2010-12-07 02:08 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (Hand up)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"Ah."

Tactics are important. Like gravity.

"What'd she threaten to hit you with first?" Alanna asks, wisely.

Date: 2010-12-07 02:35 am (UTC)
the_lioness: (Calling your bluff)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"This time." She eyes him. "Or maybe I should ask why you're hid... why you retreated. Tactically speaking."



Alanna grins and gropes around for the cider bottle.

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