Post by Kris11 on Mar 19, 2011 15:14:39 GMT 10
Title: Anniversary
Rating: G
Word Count: 308
Pairing: Aly/Taybur
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: It is the second anniversary of Dunevon's death and Aly knows where she can find him.
Aly knew where to find him, and she knew exactly what to bring. The year before, Taybur had lost himself in a bottle in a tower whose windows overlooked the harbour. When she and the darkings had tracked him down, he had been violently sick and nearly incoherent.
The next morning, he had shaken his head ruefully – stopping quickly because of his hangover headache – and promised that it was the last time he would use alcohol on the anniversary of the storm.
But Aly knew the day would not get any easier, even though another year had passed.
“Secret,” she called as she collected her distractions. “Find Taybur for me?”
It took the darking network only a minute to track the Captain down to the same tower, though they promised he was just sitting and looking out the window, not repeating his drunken adventure from the year before.
Climbing the stairs with her heavy burdens on her hips, Aly grumbled about Taybur’s chosen spot until she pushed open the door with one foot and the man himself turned around to look at her.
Releasing the distractions, Aly watched with a smile as Junim and Ulasu ran towards him, screeching. Taybur caught the boys and lifted them into the air, laughing. He shot a weak glare at Aly that she widened her eyes and shook her head at, as if her lugging her toddlers up the tower stairs had been an accident.
“Mama! Mama look!” Ulasu shouted as Taybur threw him over his shoulder and bounced him towards the doorway where she stood.
“I’m onto you, spymaster.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she replied. “Want to go down into the garden, boys?”
Taybur sighed, but a smile was twitching his lips as they shouted excitedly. “Let’s go, then, boys. I suppose I’ll be carrying you.”
QC by: greenie
Rating: G
Word Count: 308
Pairing: Aly/Taybur
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: It is the second anniversary of Dunevon's death and Aly knows where she can find him.
Aly knew where to find him, and she knew exactly what to bring. The year before, Taybur had lost himself in a bottle in a tower whose windows overlooked the harbour. When she and the darkings had tracked him down, he had been violently sick and nearly incoherent.
The next morning, he had shaken his head ruefully – stopping quickly because of his hangover headache – and promised that it was the last time he would use alcohol on the anniversary of the storm.
But Aly knew the day would not get any easier, even though another year had passed.
“Secret,” she called as she collected her distractions. “Find Taybur for me?”
It took the darking network only a minute to track the Captain down to the same tower, though they promised he was just sitting and looking out the window, not repeating his drunken adventure from the year before.
Climbing the stairs with her heavy burdens on her hips, Aly grumbled about Taybur’s chosen spot until she pushed open the door with one foot and the man himself turned around to look at her.
Releasing the distractions, Aly watched with a smile as Junim and Ulasu ran towards him, screeching. Taybur caught the boys and lifted them into the air, laughing. He shot a weak glare at Aly that she widened her eyes and shook her head at, as if her lugging her toddlers up the tower stairs had been an accident.
“Mama! Mama look!” Ulasu shouted as Taybur threw him over his shoulder and bounced him towards the doorway where she stood.
“I’m onto you, spymaster.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she replied. “Want to go down into the garden, boys?”
Taybur sighed, but a smile was twitching his lips as they shouted excitedly. “Let’s go, then, boys. I suppose I’ll be carrying you.”
QC by: greenie