Post by fantail on Mar 6, 2010 5:36:27 GMT 10
Title: The Talk
Rating: G
Length: 421
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: At last they speak . . .
It had been a year since THOSE two days. Raoul and Keladry had hardly spoken to each other, and not for lack of trying on Raoul’s behalf.
Kel laid quietly in the bed and stared at the ceiling. It couldn’t continue this way, because as wrapped up as she was in her work and Faleron, she still saw the suspicious and curious looks passed around whenever her and Raoul interacted with each other. And she knew, also, that the rumor mill was starting up, by a veiled reference made by Neal of all people. She sighed and got up. She needed air and to think.
She was staying at the Palace for a couple of weeks before riding down to Kennan. She had become well aquainted with Cleon’s wife during social season earlier in the year, and they had just had their second child, so she had been invited to come visit and be God-mother. So she took a walk out to the practice yards.
She leaned on a fence, and looked out toward the quintin dummy’s at the end of the practice field.
“What do I say?” she asked the darkness.
“What about?” a deep voice asked behind, causing her to jump what she was sure could be recorded as a record in human jumping. She spun around, and there he was. Raoul.
“Uh, hello,” she said quietly looking down.
“Hello,” he replied.
Long awkward silence.
“How have you been?” Raoul asked her.
“Fine. Busy. Everyone seems to be having babies at the moment,” she said.
Another awkward silence, then
“I’m sorry,” he said. Kel looked up. “I should never have led you-” he looked up at the sky.
“I couldn’t face her, Raoul,” she said. “Buri . . . She’s a friend. And I had just . . . It was wrong and I couldn’t understand it . . .” she shook her head. How could she explain something she still couldn’t understand.
“It was wrong, and I should never have gone there with you,” the words seemed forced and rehearsed.
Kel looked at him. “Why did it not feel wrong?” she asked him. Maybe he could understand. “I mean, she’s my friend and my head was screaming at me, but the rest of me . . . It just wanted to come back . . .”
‘Ah,’ he thought. ‘So that was why she hadn’t looked back that day’.
He reached out and touched her face and hair and moved closer.
“Because I love you,” he whispered.
Rating: G
Length: 421
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: At last they speak . . .
It had been a year since THOSE two days. Raoul and Keladry had hardly spoken to each other, and not for lack of trying on Raoul’s behalf.
Kel laid quietly in the bed and stared at the ceiling. It couldn’t continue this way, because as wrapped up as she was in her work and Faleron, she still saw the suspicious and curious looks passed around whenever her and Raoul interacted with each other. And she knew, also, that the rumor mill was starting up, by a veiled reference made by Neal of all people. She sighed and got up. She needed air and to think.
She was staying at the Palace for a couple of weeks before riding down to Kennan. She had become well aquainted with Cleon’s wife during social season earlier in the year, and they had just had their second child, so she had been invited to come visit and be God-mother. So she took a walk out to the practice yards.
She leaned on a fence, and looked out toward the quintin dummy’s at the end of the practice field.
“What do I say?” she asked the darkness.
“What about?” a deep voice asked behind, causing her to jump what she was sure could be recorded as a record in human jumping. She spun around, and there he was. Raoul.
“Uh, hello,” she said quietly looking down.
“Hello,” he replied.
Long awkward silence.
“How have you been?” Raoul asked her.
“Fine. Busy. Everyone seems to be having babies at the moment,” she said.
Another awkward silence, then
“I’m sorry,” he said. Kel looked up. “I should never have led you-” he looked up at the sky.
“I couldn’t face her, Raoul,” she said. “Buri . . . She’s a friend. And I had just . . . It was wrong and I couldn’t understand it . . .” she shook her head. How could she explain something she still couldn’t understand.
“It was wrong, and I should never have gone there with you,” the words seemed forced and rehearsed.
Kel looked at him. “Why did it not feel wrong?” she asked him. Maybe he could understand. “I mean, she’s my friend and my head was screaming at me, but the rest of me . . . It just wanted to come back . . .”
‘Ah,’ he thought. ‘So that was why she hadn’t looked back that day’.
He reached out and touched her face and hair and moved closer.
“Because I love you,” he whispered.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!