tenth rune :: frost

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[Those patronizing Caritas this evening might find an elf sitting moodily at the bar, self-medicating with tumbler after tumbler of booze--largely scotch and rum. He's thinking about the course of his existence as it's so far gone in this place. The kiss with Vereesa. Her marriage proposal. The weird hair-petting thing with Alleria. And, of course, the kiss with Liadrin. All instances of contact that were directly influenced--forced--by the castle's whim. His already agitated expression darkens as he thinks over these events, and he grumbles, unaware of his open journal.]

Light damn this wretched place.

[A moment later, he realizes that the thing is open and speaks more directly into it.]

Some time ago, I was given a pupil to instruct. It seems that the boy in question was sent home. Thus, if any of you would like weapons training and are in need of a teacher, let me know. I have expertise in the majority of melee weapons, particularly the broadsword. My name is Koltira Deathweaver, for your reference.

[ooc: feel free to prod sir lineface X) ]

Comments

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

Don't talk nonsense, woman.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Then what is it?

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

... [DRINKS.]

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

...Koltira, say something, for the Light's sake.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

What do you want from me, Liadrin?

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I want to know what it is that has you so...miserable!

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[NOT GOOD WITH FEELINGS :| ] You're an intelligent woman. Think back on recent times.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

[She has to think hard about this one. There's a lot of it that makes you unhappy, Koltira.]

Is it the banshee again?

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

... No, Liadrin.

[he scowls into his drink.] No one comes near me in this Light-damned castle unless the place itself forces it on them.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

[She sighs, leaning over to set her head on his shoulder.] That is not true.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[he LOOKS ASKANCE at her.] All evidence supports my assertion.

[except this very moment. But that hardly counts.]

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I thought it was a very nice time that we spent together while I was recovering.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

You were delirious. Of course you thought it was nice.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I was quite sane, thank you very much. Exhaustion did not incapacitate me beyond the realm of the physical. [This is said very matter-of-factly, because she is VERY sane and doesn't like that being brought into question.]

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[aww, fuss princess. He laughs at her, though not unkindly.] You were talking about letting yourself die. I don't think you were fully in your right mind.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I did not think it would matter if I did, when this world would restore me again later.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

So your plan was to force us to watch you suffer and die over and over and over again.

[his expression: Really? REALLY.]

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I did not plan on making you watch anything. I was about to lock myself away when that...incident occurred. It was not the correct choice, I know that now, but still...it does not change the fact that I knew full well what was going on and how I felt at the time.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[he takes a deep drink from his glass.] That just makes it worse.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

I can forgive a choice made out of insanity.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Are you saying you cannot forgive me...?

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[SLAMS FIST ON THE TABLE.] I'm saying that I can't believe you rationally believed that anyone would be best served by your course of action. You are truly a ridiculous woman sometimes, Liadrin!

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

[She laughs in response to his anger, setting her chin back on his shoulder once he's finished.]

I had no idea before that day that it meant so much to you. I know of a few here who would be glad of my end, and many more who would be unaffected by it.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

None would be glad of your end save that traitor prince, and I don't think I need to tell you how much his opinion is worth. [he scowls down at her resting against him, though he doesn't move to shrug her off.]