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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 10:22:48 GMT -5
He woke up and lifted his head from his arms, folded on the desk and tried to stretch his large frame in his worn and bent green chair, the one that Wellsie had given him.
He had slept here, unable to even have words to throw back at Autumn for her ridiculious stance on her whirling death ride, a motorcycle. He was unsure if she was having an unstable moment in that beautiful head of hers, but he would not just stand by and allow her to be reckless. There was too much at risk with what was left of his heart.
He rubbed his fingers over his eyes, hair sticking to all points of the compass, sleep crusting his eyes,and making his mouth feel fuzzy when he sensed his leelan before she reached the door.
In his head, he tried to ignore the round-two bell that sounded, though the image of her in a nice round card female outfit, was at least pleasing. He looked up as she came to the door and sat back, allowing her to say she was sorry, she was a foolish female and he was right.
Because, all of that, was true.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 10:52:12 GMT -5
took a breath, then knocked on the door, and waited a moment before cracking it open. "Nallum?" Pushed the door back and looked to see Tohrment sitting behind the desk, looking very much like he'd just woken up. "Did you sleep well."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 10:56:55 GMT -5
Brow shot up, "Sleep? Well? I was sprawled upon a desk." Looked down, "And I believe I drooled.' Rather than in my bed, with my female beside me. So no, I did not sleep well. You?"
Went to stretch and the chair creaked,and suddenly it snapped and fell backwards, taking him with it. He landed on his back, still in the chair and looked up at the ceiling. "Of course."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 11:24:57 GMT -5
hurried around the desk to make sure he was okay, letting out a sigh of relief at his words. "I am not the one who chose for you to sleep here." And quieter, as she tried to help him up, "And no. I did not." In fact, she had even considered returning to her former chambers, and was still considering doing so, if it meant he would sleep in a proper bed. Taking a breath, as he finished righting himself, she looked around letting it back out slowly. "That said, I have given much thought to your point of view, and have decided to concede on a point that seems to be prevalent in your thoughts concerning my welfare." Returned her gaze to his.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 11:34:25 GMT -5
Went to sit the chair back upright, and it teetered and fell to the side. Busted. Great, just fucking great. Hanging his head, straight-armed the desk and looked at her, meeting her gaze, "A. Point? The whole argument, my side, was valid."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 11:55:34 GMT -5
Nodded calmly, "I know. You are concerned for my protection. You want to know that I am safe, especially when you are not nearby."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 12:01:06 GMT -5
Closed his eyes, relaxing his stance, "Yes. That is correct." Gave her a tired smile, "I knew you would see my point." Walked around the desk to cup her face, "You are a wise female of worth. With a bit of help from your warrior." Went to kiss her.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 12:13:13 GMT -5
smiled and brought her hands to his. "I would accept no other for such a task." Closed her eyes, lifting her lips to his.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 12:16:17 GMT -5
He gave her a soft kiss and smiled, "So the motorcycle goes. And no more reckless jaunts from the manse. I'll call Fritz to have that toy of doom taken back to the dealership." Reached for the desk phone to call the head doggen.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 12:35:22 GMT -5
frowned and pulled back. "What? You'll do no such thing."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 12:40:05 GMT -5
Stopped, setting the phone back on its base, "But you said you agreed with me. That you would concede to my point. My point was that two-wheeled meat grinder was gone." Rubbed the nape of his neck, "You confuse me female."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 13:03:26 GMT -5
shook her head. "I said nothing of giving up my motorcycle. I concede to your point about my safety, and am agreeing to learn self-defense, as you once urged me to do. It was thoughtless of me to refuse, and, to be quite honest, it was only fear that stopped me. But thanks to you, I can look at things more clearly, and agree with you that it is good for me to be able to defend and protect myself, when you are not around to do so. Being female should not mean hiding myself away from all the dangers of the world, while denying myself the beauty and wonder of it as well. That is not living. And living is the whole reason I'm here." Frowned at his expression. "Does this not please you? I know how much you wanted it."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 13:14:40 GMT -5
He looked down, and not without realizing that his fingers stroked the carved Wellsie in his desk top, "That was before." Frowned and clutched that hand into a fist. "When I had less to lose. When I did not realize the place you had in my heart. So no, it does not please me."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 13:21:06 GMT -5
frowned. "I do not understand...I thought you would be relieved." Shook her head, "I thought it was for the sake of my well-being, my safety, that you pressed me to learn." Backed away, holding up her hands. "Why did you bother even bringing it up? Why have an opinion on it at all if you cared not whether I knew how to defend myself? If it made no difference to you?" Turned to stare at him, confused and frustrated...among other things, as she swallowed, fisting her hands.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 13:40:36 GMT -5
So she was confused. Fancy that? So was he. But how could he tell her that then his heart had been locked up, with her simply circling while he held the door fucking tight to not let her in. But now she was there, right next to Wellsie and his young. But they would only be there.
His Autumn was also here. With him, on this side, in his life and in his bed. And he wanted her no where else. Not in the human world, not learning to defend against beings that could once again take what he needed to breath, to live and to be sane away from him, again. He would not, could not survive.
He lifted his head, and said softly, "I do care Autumn. But" he sighed and blew out a frustrated sigh.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 13:49:05 GMT -5
looked away. "'But'..." Frowned, turning away, her voice quiet once again. "That word is ever present with us, is it not." Looked around the office, seeing little of what her eyes actually fell upon. "Shall we never be rid of that cursed word?" Sighed, and began walking toward the door.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 13:59:03 GMT -5
He kept his eyes down, his voice going hard, "I shall forbid any of the Brother's to train you, on the grounds your hellren does not grant permission. That was the terms Wrath stated. It is my right." Looked up when she stopped.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 14:13:19 GMT -5
lifted her chin, straightening her back, squaring her shoulders, speaking with her back to him. "Then I shall be sure to learn before we are mated. As well as find a new and proper instructor. But worry not, you are free to sleep in your own bed, as I shall return to my former chambers." Started walking again, then paused, turning her head slightly. "I hope to see you at First Meal, Tohrment." And with that, she walked out.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Apr 12, 2012 14:22:01 GMT -5
"Oh by the Scribe Virgin we shall see about that."
Spun to his phone and picked it up. Sent a text to the Brotherhood,
"I am forbidding ANY Brother from training Autumn. IF and when I decide such a training can take place, I shall train her. NONE OTHER. To disobey this? Brings down the T-Pain on your fucking head."
He threw his phone down on the desk and dropped down in the chair. As it fell, still broken he roared out, "FUCK!" and crashed to the floor.
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