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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2013 9:05 pm
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It had taken her some time, a few days at least, but Hel didn’t return to Salbei’s tent until she had the entire five pages, front and back, of ingredients. A lot had happened in that time since she had picked up the list and now though. A lot. Before she was feeling vindictive, angry, justified and just to sum it all up over all? Frustrated. Hel had been feeling frustrated.
A frustration that had lasted almost an entire year.
Now? Not so much, if at all.
That was why when the tent flap pulled back, there stood Hel with a large bag filled with ingredients, but there were no loud outbursts, or haughty remarks, or vigor, or energy, or excitement. Her dark red eyes were worried as she stared down at the bag, and she stood there, silent, with the bag in one hand and the tent flap in the other, until she remembered where she was, and why she was here.
“…Na?” She called out, her voice lacking any of the confidence she usually had.
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2013 9:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2013 9:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2013 11:33 pm
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Oh? She wasn't here for Salbei? A slow smile spread over Na'ima's lips as she reached for her face veil and put it on, adjusting the rest of her veils and jewelry to be properly worn.
Na'ima would be lying if she said she didn't feel a bit giddy. Everything? Every last thing? Oh, Hel! A ghoul after Na'ima's own heart! She chuckled as Hel sat beside her and offered the bag which she quickly took, opening it and digging through it. She was glad she had put on her veil, it hid the huge grin on her face from Hel's sight.
"Oh, Hel. You have done very well. Very well indeed." She reached out without taking her eyes off the contents of the bag to hold the girl's head and bring her close in a half hug. "Such a good filly you are." A kiss was placed against her head before Na'ima let her go. "This will do nicely, thank you, Hel."
Wait. Hel wasn't demanding anything of her. She wasn't urging her to hurry or..
She was going to regret asking this, she just knew it. "Does something trouble you, child?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 8:54 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 10:25 am
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Na’ima stood and went off to go put the bag away, and Hel sighed. Oh…she was all alone on the couch now. Now, she was wishing Salbei was here. Salbei didn’t walk away from her when she was upset.
Ugh…she had promised she’d be a better reaper…but…Hel had a feeling she needed this one last time of self-pity.
One last QQ for this couch.
It had been a good QQ couch these last few Octobers, and Hel would QQ on it one more time before tomorrow was a brand new day and a fresh start.
The reaper took off her boots, and then she got comfy.
Oh yes.
Haha, Na’ima.
Hel pulled her knees up to her chest, and then rested her chin on top, frowning now. “No. I did not get any of the information I wanted. That a*****e did not even throw me a good bone when we talked.” She informed the horsewoman gloomily. “I had it all planned out, and it would have been too easy. I would have filled some soda pop bottles, and given him the one with the serum. I could have asked him anything and everything I wanted to know, and I would have gotten an answer but…” Hel trailed off.
“Maybe I would have heard what I always wanted to hear…or…maybe I would not have. Maybe I would have heard something so awful and heart breaking, I would have wished I was still ignorant. After…I am certain he would be so cross with me…so cross, in fact, that whatever little bud I am desperately trying to nurture would be destroyed, and it would be done.” The reaper sighed.
“No…I would rather suffer in an unappreciative and unknowing silence of feelings than to lose what we have so…so there.” Hel scowled softly. “Oh…but I will not lie…to think I could have been so close…” She pinched her fingers together. “So close to knowing something…and now I am wondering about the what-ifs but…no. No truth serum.”
Hel let her hand drop, and wrapped it around her knees once more. She then buried her face against her knees.
“There is nothing rewarding about doing the right thing.” Her voice hitched. “I did the right thing, and I am no step closer to hearing anything nice, and I feel like s**t.”
It was a glorious QQ indeed.
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 10:48 am
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Hel took off her boots.
Oh no..
Hel curled up on the couch.
No..no...
This was bad. Very bad. Don't. No. Augh. Na'ima breathed in slowly and deeply, her eyes darting down to her hookah. Sanity. Normalcy. Please.
Hel began to speak and Na'ima let her breath out in a quiet sigh, rubbing her temple and closing her eyes. This had been what Salbei had been talking about when he warned her about that couch. This child. How did she so easily ruin everything? Why? It wasn't fair. She just wanted to move on with her life, with her work, to learn once again under Salbei's tutelage and continue to be his favorite.
She was going to ruin everything.
She let Hel rant. Na'ima was not up for this. Every happy feeling she had had over the bag she'd been given was ruined.
Na'ima moved closer when the valkyrie was finally done speaking. She perched on the very edge of the couch beside the ghoul and very, very reluctantly reached out. The tips of her fingers pat lightly against Hel's head. "Th..there, there.." Ugh. "Hel..sometimes..." Na'ima made the unhappiest face. "Stallions...they are..easily frightened creatures. Emotions, sometimes they are afraid of them. In many cultures it is not uncommon for emotions to deem a stallion mare-like, which is, to most stallions, a great shame. They are both independent and needy...and..to feel they need a mare in their life often terrifies them.."
Throughout her entire little encouragement she felt awkward and uncomfortable. Every now and then her gaze would drift to the tent flap, praying desperately for Salbei to return and fix this.
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 11:55 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 12:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 1:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 1:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 2:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 2:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 2:41 pm
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