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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 7:31 am
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Grounded... really, where had he picked up that term? He frowned, thinking about it for a moment. "I believe it means we are confined to certain areas--this reserve and the school grounds adjacent to it," he explained. "We cannot venture into the society itself, at the moment. Which is rather vexing, to say the least."
Then he smiled. "I believe it will be an enlightening experience," he said, changing the subject to Siddie again. "She enjoys tea, she cannot be completely uncivilized." His standards were odd, to say the least.
He sat silently for a moment, sipping his tea and pondering their new life. "I have a proposal for you, my dear," he said. "I have seen my vineyard, the grapes are on the verge of being overly ripe soon. I would be loathe to allow that to happen."
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Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2013 5:23 pm
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Fai had absolutely no problem with tyrants that slaughtered millions. "I was thinking, perhaps, we could set up a small process. One where I create the wine and--since I am being watched very closely, I have others doing the taste testing for me," he said.
He could, perhaps, explain why they were "grounded," but that would include explaining his running around in the human world in a loincloth... and only a loincloth. And really, she had seen him drunk, she didn't need to picture him as that strange creature that human scarelings seemed so fond of.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 5:55 pm
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Fai looked at her, then looked away again. "It... is not easy, Fala," he said quietly. "It is not easy to wake each morning, reaching for Cairo--only to find nothing but air. It is not easy to know that once I had entire isles to traverse as I pleased, now I am confined to one small area like a scareling--BY scarelings. It is--I find myself wondering," he said, almost changing the subject. "Every day I find myself wondering why I was not on the isles with her. And when I am sober, that thought is far more loud than when I am not.
"I will try," he said, looking back to her. "I will try my hardest to remain sober. But I cannot always understand why I should want to. I will TRY," he repeated. "But you will need to help me."
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 8:29 pm
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Fai reached up, gently cupping her cheek. "Thank you, my dear," he said softly. "I think... honestly, that is the only thing that has allowed me to remain sober for this amount of time. But perhaps--rather than drinking, of course, I should find a way to... distract myself, as well," he said, his mind kicking into gear as his hand fell away again.
"I must be honest, building this tent was a wonderful way to keep my mind off of the wine. I think the garden will be a nice change, as well. And perhaps you might think on what you wish to study seriously?"
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