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 Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 2:40 pm
It had been a few days since Ethiriel’s checkup with Zeke and Anastacia, but the question lingered in both the Frei’s and her guardian’s minds; would she take the surgery?
Ethiriel still had no idea what surgery was, and she needed to ask. Henry had been busy and neither of them had the chance to exactly have a one on one discussion, but today was the day. The Frei wanted so badly to see and be like the others – she was so tired of not having proper vision. Sure, everyone was accommodating and helped her in every way they could, but that only made the silver girl that much more self-conscious. She didn’t want help, she wanted to help herself.
Two gentle knocks were heard against Henry’s door and he barely skipped a beat with his greetings. Ethiriel opened the door and allowed herself inside.
”Hey, Ethiriel! What’s up?” he said, removing his attention from the papers on his desk. Henry had been pretty busy at the hospital, resulting in him bringing a lot of extra work home. He hadn’t been antisocial by any means, still helping Ethiriel with Nedhudir whenever he tore himself away from paperwork – it seemed like he had been trying to spend extra time with his Frei despite it all as well. Ethiriel appreciated the sentiment immensely.
”I have a question,” she said, somewhat sheepish.
”Shoot away!” Henry cheered, leaning back in his chair.
Ethiriel’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment; she was quite intelligent and knew a bit for her age, but there were still words and phrases she didn’t quite understand – it was shameful in her eyes.
”Surgury.”
The nurse’s chair squeaked as he sat up. There was still a smile on his face but he read into Ethiriel’s discomfort easily – she wasn’t good at hiding it.
”About what Zeke said?”
Nodding, Ethiriel continued, ”What is ‘surgery?’”
Ah. Henry stood and walked toward Ethiriel, gently taking her hand and leading her to the bed to ‘sit.’ He smiled and kept his voice low and soft to try and comfort her. Taking a deep breath, his hand moved from the Frei’s arm and onto her shoulder.
”In this case, surgery would involve a laser removing a layer or two of tissue from your eyes. As far as I’m aware, it isn’t a painful process, but it does take some time to heal. I can do some extra research for you for sure. The decision is entirely yours.”
”What is a ‘laser?’”
Henry laughed. ”It’s like a concentrated beam of sunlight, but much stronger.”
The Frei nodded, raising her hand to meet Henry’s. From his description it didn’t seem like too difficult a process, and if it meant she could see afterward…
”I would like to do it.”
The nurse gave Ethiriel’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. ”Then I’ll set an appointment for an optometrist. Unfortunately, it could be a little while before the actual surgery… it’ll give you some extra time to think about it.”
”I understand.”
To be honest, Ethiriel wanted it immediately but she understood well enough that these ‘appointments’ were necessary in the medical field unless an emergency arose, and as much as she wanted it, this wasn’t an emergency. She was certain she wouldn’t back out – this was something that she felt she needed. It would make everything easier… and she could be on her own. Not that she didn’t enjoy Henry or Gabe’s company, and she appreciated Nedhudir and everything he did, but she wanted to see the beauty of the world first hand – hearing about it was nice, but she had nothing to compare words to. What did the blue of the sky look like? And the green of the grass? These things were important… she didn’t even know what colors looked like, nor shapes and sizes. Her intelligence meant nothing to her if she couldn’t put it to use.
”Did you want to go on a walk today?” Henry asked, popping Ethiriel back into reality – she must have gotten lost in thought.
”Excuse me?” she asked.
”Walk. Did you want to go?” he repeated with a smile.
Ethiriel nodded, once again embarrassed. ”Yes, I would.”
”Then let’s go!”
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 4:01 pm
Another few days had passed since the conversation and Henry’s call to the optometrist. It was a strange situation but they had agreed at a time. Ethiriel was excited yet nervous; while Zeke’s examination went fine, she did not know these humans or what they did. The time had come, however, and she found herself nearly fidgety.
”You okay?”
She nodded.
”There’s nothing to be afraid of, don’t worry. I’m sure they’ll figure out something.”
She nodded again, silently swallowing hard.
Upon entering Henry examined the room; in one corner were a few benches and chairs for those waiting on their appointments, and the rest of the walls were covered in glasses to choose between once everything was said and done. The floor was empty save for a couple of desks with chairs, and to one wall was an assistant sitting behind an island table and computer. It smelled clean, something that both Ethiriel and Henry picked up on. Without standing in the doorway for too long, the nurse guided the Frei to the waiting chairs.
”It’ll just be a moment,” Henry said, his voice reassuring.
He then walked up to the counter and began speaking softly with the assistant, explaining the situation and payment. Ethiriel couldn’t pick up on what they were saying, so instead she focused on her own thoughts.
Somehow, actually being there didn’t help her nerves a bit. Ethiriel wasn’t normally this nervous or uncomfortable – perhaps it was taking the next step in her life that got to her so much. This was important to her, it would lead to fixing her vision and becoming, essentially, normal.
”Alright, Ethiriel! Come over here!” Henry chimed, happy as ever. He flashed his necklace and silver ring – luckily, there were no obstructions between the two of them.
”Greetings,” Ethiriel said with a bow to the receptionist. The woman had no jewelry.
”Hello, dear! I hear it’s your first time and you’re a bit nervous!”
Ethiriel swallowed again with a gentle nod.
”It’ll all be okay, Dr. Ong is a very good doctor.” She said. She then brought out some paperwork for Henry, handing it over on a clipboard. ”I’m sure you know the drill. Just fill this out and we’ll see her in just a moment.”
Softly grabbing Ethriel’s arm, Henry then led her back to the chairs. He took no time in filling out the paperwork, so used to it from his own work. Ethiriel remained quiet the whole time, focusing her eyes on the pitch black of her own vision – only in the corner of her eyes could she see Henry’s decorations. Once he was finished, the nurse walked back to the counter and handed in their work, and shortly after Ethiriel was called in to see the doctor. Henry walked her to the door but then remained in the waiting room.
”Hello, Ethiriel, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Dr. Ong.”
”Greetings,” she replied.
”Don’t you worry, we’ll take really good care of you!” he said, gently touching Ethiriel’s arm to lead her to a white machine resting on a counter. There was a stool in front of it, but it was useless to Ethiriel as she lowered herself to meet the machine. Resting her chin, she stared forward until a burst of air caused her to shoot her head back. It was uncomfortable and immediately her eye felt dry. Dr. Ong laughed, ”I probably should have warned you about that since it’s your first time…”
Ethiriel’s eyes narrowed before she rested her chin again.
Once both eyes were checked, Ethiriel was brought over to the slit-lamp. Dr. Ong examined her eyes carefully; indeed, there was a layer blocking her vision, but it was different than anything he had ever seen. Truly baffled, he pulled away.
”Now… I’m sure that your guardian has talked to you about surgery – that’s what the receptionist told me. I don’t know the basics of your special cataracts, but it shouldn’t be a problem removing them. Unfortunately, we don’t have any open dates until December.”
Ethiriel nodded, though she didn’t speak.
There were a few other tests done to check all angles, and the poor doctor had no other explanations for the Frei. The checkup lasted for the better half of an hour before Ethiriel was sent back out to be Henry. Normally, this would be the point in the check up for choosing glasses, but as for now they served no purpose for the silvery Raevan. After another discussion between Henry and the optometrist, which Ethiriel could not understand most of, the two found their way back out to the car and on their way home.
In the car, Henry casually leaned his arm against the door, his head cradled in his hand. ”I told you it wouldn’t be too bad,” he said, his voice soft for the Frei. She didn’t speak up, but she offered another nod.
This was a step closer. She wasn’t looking forward to the wait, but they finally had a date for her surgery. It was scary, but Ethiriel couldn’t help but be a little excited.
Things were going to change soon.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 4:39 pm
May 16th, 2015
Report 001 – Ethiriel
Upon first coming into my care, Ethiriel was severely depressed; she would barely eat, hardly give anything other than one word responses and spent most of her time in her own room – assumed spent sleeping. From what I had come to understand, Leonard Gaiten had neglected the Frei, yet the separation was enough to affect her mental state. From what I have come to understand, the separation created feelings of abandonment and made Ethiriel feel as if she wasn’t wanted. These feelings persisted for about a year, though she still shows signs of depression and often recedes back into these negative thoughts and emotions. We have done as much as we can to make her feel welcomed and comfortable, and she does show signs of improvement each day; we hope to bring her back to her old self, however that may be, or at least give her more reason to be happy.
As said prior, she has been improving. Ever since we celebrated her birthday she has been a bit more outgoing and personable, and with other outside sources she has been doing well. Ethiriel has been leaving her room more and approaching for help in projects or just to enjoy the company of others. We have gotten her a pet of her own (which will be touched upon later) and has been doing very well in taking care of him – and I would like to think that having a therapy pet has helped her quite a bit. As stated before, she has found herself personal projects to help her creativity and mental state. We hope that she will continue to grow and improve with time, both emotionally and creatively.
We believe that one of her mental blocks is her inability to accept her blindness, which she often beats herself up over. I have not heard her speak negatively over it but I have heard my brother repeat a few things outside of her presence. It worries me that she may be stewing over these feelings when alone, though I do try to give her, her own space whenever possible despite wanting to spend more time with her – alone time is important for a growing woman, after all. I do intend to spend more time with her to get her out of her shell and possibly improve her emotional state unless she specifies against it. Perhaps more fresh air is what she needs, or maybe some sunlight – I assume this will help her soul, given her compounds.
However, despite her feelings of her handicap, I believe that she can work around it with time. She is already doing well; we have found ways to help her around the house. Somehow her vision allows her to see silver, whatever this magic filter may be, and we have marked various places in the house with necklaces and jewelry to help her see. As we have not altered the layout of the house, Ethiriel is also learning her way around established furniture and doorways. I’m sure that this will improve over time. She has little to worry about when it comes to couches and chairs as is given her lower half is still a ribbon, so we have no stubbed toes or banged knees. I have a theory about her bones, but that is for another report.
We have gone to the Optometrist, and they were unable to identify Ethiriel’s specific case of cataracts. We assume it is magical and have considered surgery. Ethiriel has agreed to it, despite having reservations, and I intend to help her in any way I can. The doctor seemed confident despite his ignorance, and we hope that this will help Ethiriel become more comfortable with herself in the end.
As mentioned earlier, Ethiriel now has a pet Collie named Nedhudir. He is a seeing-eye dog and with supervision she is getting used to him. They still only go on walks with me, but with the help of her phone I hope that she is able to go on her own walks for personal time. She works well with the dog and seems to enjoy his company as they are hardly separated now. Ethiriel seems to do well with animals and, to a lesser (but improving) extent, people. She and my brother have spent some time together and, thanks to his hard work, she has been working on a lot of personal improvement projects.
These projects do require help from other people, which Ethiriel has been a little shy about asking for help. I want her to know that she is free to ask me for anything at any time and I will eagerly oblige. However, her projects include learning Braille as well as becoming more acquainted with her dog. I have heard that she will also attempt Tea Reading, and while I personally don’t hold much faith in that skill I hope she learns and can enjoy it. Along with Nedhudir, she is becoming more independent. Her will is strong and I believe that she’ll be able to do anything with practice.
End of report.
-Henry Knight
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 9:05 pm
Cupcake ParadeA fun-filled evening with Cesc, Cruz and Aina prove eventful as they attempt to make cupcakes.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 7:01 pm
It had been in discussion for several weeks now, and finally, building a sun room for Ethiriel was in the works. Henry had spent most of the previous day in the hardware store collecting everything needed – even having borrowed someone’s truck to transport it all. He had spent a good amount of money but he didn’t care, this was all for the silvery Frei in his keep. The nurse had been looking forward to this ever since the idea came to pass, and now it was finally in fruition.
Henry had sent Ethiriel to work with Gabe in the library – he knew she would enjoy the quiet and a chance to practice her braille outside of her own room. It was good for both of them, he thought, and it made worrying about her being alone the opposite of a problem.
By the time Mordekai was to arrive, the nurse had everything set out in their large back yard, waiting for his friend to make it.
Henry: –double checking to make sure he had everything and wouldn’t have to make another trip to the store for the day, basking in the warm April’s sun-
Mordekai: -with a sizable toolbox in one hand, he checks the time on his phone once before knocking on the front door; he steps back and waits, humming-
Henry: –having all the doors and windows open in the house to get fresh air, was surprisingly able to hear the knocking from the back yard- ”I’m back here, Mordekai!”
Mordekai: -was taking a peak into the open home to see if anyone was inside-- when he hears Henry, he leans back to face the fence, laughs, and walks to it- “Oh! Oke!” -reaches his arm around the fence to fiddle with the gate latch; once it's up, he pushes the gate open to walk to where Henry is with a grin- “'Ey, man!”
Henry: –offers a wave once Mordor begins fiddling with the latch, standing from his squat- ”Glad to see you, man! Thanks for coming out to help!”
Mordekai: -walks to where Henry is and sets down his toolbox; nods- “Yeah, 'course!” -looks up at what's of the sunroom so far- “Looks like you been workin' hard, what all y'got started?”
Henry: –stretches his back- ”I’ve only got the first few boards down. I’m hoping to, at least, get the frame down today and then put the plates down later.” –glances at the sky, smiling; it’s clear blue, hardly a cloud- ”It seems like the weather’s on our side, too! Not too hot, either!”
Mordekai: -raises his brows and nods along as Henry speaks, whistles- “Whew, das gonna take some legwork!” -looks up at the sky with Henry while unbuttoning his flannel, laughs- “S'like Gambino's always perfect, eh?”
Henry: ”Definitely one of the reasons I live here!” –laughs, somewhat following Mordekai’s example by adjusting the collar of his t-shirt- ”We’ve definitely got this! Between the two of us it shouldn’t take too terribly long!”
Mordekai: -takes off his flannel and sets it away from the framing site ,laughs- “Real jealous!” -walks back to where Henry is and nods- “Mind showin' me your blueprint 'fore I join in?”
Henry: ”Absolutely! No problem!” –leads him over to the lumber pile, picking up the blueprint in question- ”It’s not too difficult so it shouldn’t be a big deal.”
Mordekai: “Thanks!” -takes the blueprint from Henry and smiles while looking through it- “Yeah! Y'know what, after we put the rest of the subfloorin' down, s'gonna be a breeze.” -folds the plan back up to keep it on hand and smiles at Henry- “Allons-y, eh?” -walks back to the sunhouse to rummage through his toolbox-
Once they got started, it was easy to get into the groove of working. It wasn’t exactly work that Henry was used to, but he enjoyed it all the same and was actually eager to do the job – especially given what the final outcome would be.
Several hours went by and most of the frame had been finished; it was about a quarter as long as the house itself and just as wide and just as tall. It was getting dark and they had worked all day. Henry was definitely proud of their work and almost didn’t want to quit, but with the sun going down and no flood lighting, it would have made things more difficult than necessary.
After a quick dinner and a salute, they disbanded for the night and woke up bright and early the next day to meet up again to do more work on the sunhouse. It was a simple project with simple floorplans, but they still had to finish up the framing, and by evening they had mounted a little less than half of the windowed walls. Still, things were shaping up, and it was a productive Sunday.
Eth and Aina had an opportunity to stay together and laze around the house while Henry and Mordekai worked on the project. It was fun and relaxing, but given that Mordekai had an early morning to look forward to the next day, they wrapped things up earlier in the evening than last time.
Mordekai: -after raising a tarp over the sunhouse, he collects his things in his toolbox before standing upright and arching his back a bit to stretch-- tilts his head and looks back at the house- “'Ey, y'wanna grab some dinner 'fore Aina an' I haul out?”
Henry: –takes a moment to look over the sunhouse before Mordor covers it, feeling proud of their work- ”Yeah, that sounds great! Is there anything in particular you’re hungry for?”
Mordekai: “Nah! Y'know the area better'n I do, anyway-- what's good 'round here?”
Henry: –raises his hand to his chin and scratches his soulpatch- ”Well, there are a few nice restaurants, a couple of delis, fast food… I’m sure Ethiriel and Aina wouldn’t mind getting a little spoiled; my treat.”
Mordekai: -laughs- “Wanna jus' walk 'round a lil and see what's good? Take the bébés with us on a walk?” -grinning- ”Aw, you don't gotta, I can pay! 'Ere, let's go get Eth an' Aina.” -he begins walking to the backdoor of Henry's house, though he glances back at the man- “Bet you Aina's gonna tell us how stinky we are.”
Henry: ”That sounds like a plan to me! A little sunshine will be good for ‘em! And really, it’s no trouble--” –follows closely behind Mordekai, laughing- ”Well, I’m sure we are!”
While the men worked, Aina and Ethiriel had been busy chatting with each other in the living room.
Ethiriel: –had caught their scents as soon as they entered the kitchen, smiles at Aina- ”Working hard?”
Henry: ”But of course! You guys up for a walk and some food?”
Aina: -looks over at Henry and Mordekai as they enter, gasping-- she lifts her arms up to reach over to them- “Yeah!”
Mordekai: “'Ey, girls!” -laughs and scoops up Aina into his arms and plops down next to Ethiriel, facing the tea Frei- “'Ow have you two been, Eth?”
AIna: -screws her face a little and hides her face in her jacket- “You're stinky!”
Mordekai: -grins over at Henry- “Practically right as we walked in!”
Henry: ”Good thing we weren’t betting anything!” –laughs, smiling at how Aina was cradled-
Ethiriel: –used to strong scents, doesn’t really think much of it until Aina reacts and chuckles under her breath- ”Such is the life of hard working men.”
Mordekai: -grins at Eth, then bounces Aina a little and looks down at her- “The smell gonna bug you two any, should we wash up before we go out?”
Aina: -shakes her head, her face against his shoulder- “Mm-mm! I wanna go walk.”
Ethiriel:”I agree, a walk sounds wonderful.” –hovers a bit higher- -uses Henry’s necklace as a view point- ”It seems like a lovely day outside.”
Henry: –hands on his hips- ”It really is! You might want your hat, though. Lemme get that for you!” –leaves to room for a moment but tumbles back in shortly after with the hat in question-
Ethiriel: ”Thank you.”
Mordekai: “Yeah, Gambino's kinna bright 'round dusk, huh? Here--” -with Aina still in tow, he reaches over to the edge of the couch to grab her little bag and hat-- he tucks the hat carefully over Aina's antlers and pats her on the top of the head- “There you are.”
Aina: -she smiles and pulls on the edges of her hat and giggles- “Can I walk with Eth? I wanna walk with Eth!”
Mordekai: -to Eth and Henry- “I dunno! Would you like t'walk with Aina, Eth?”
Henry: –laughs, helping Ethiriel with her own hat- ”Gee, Ethiriel, would you like to?”
Ethiriel: –gives a soft chuckle, reaching an arm out towards Aina- ”Of course, I would love to walk with the princess.”
Henry: ”There you go, Aina!”
Mordekai: -laughs- “There we go! Off you are, mamzelle.” -lets go of the Frei while adjusting her bag around his shoulders-
Aina: -adjusts her hat a little and smiles, looking up at Mordekai- “Thank you!” -floats to where Eth is and gently takes her hand, swinging it a little while she waits for the men to signal their leave-
Mordekai: -stands and rolls his shoulders a little, grins over at Henry- “Alright, everyone ready?”
Ethiriel: –takes Aina’s hand in hers and gives a gentle squeeze to signal she’s ready, also waiting on the men-
Henry: ”Alright, then! Let’s go!”
It was still relatively bright outside by the time the four of them left the house; it was nice and warm – not too hot or cold, as usual for Gambino’s spring weather. A lot of the neighbors, outside to enjoy the evening, waved at the group with recognition for, at least, Henry. It was also nice to see another Frei for Ethiriel’s companionship as the neighbors were getting to know her, as well.
Henry: –walking with his hands in his pockets and his smile forever in place- ”Aina and Ethiriel outta be easy to please, but what sounds good to you, Mordekai? There’s a diner not far from here; we just gotta walk towards the city’s center.”
Mordekai: -next to Henry, he shrugs, grinning easily- “I dunno! But a diner sounds gretat to me.” -glances to the girls- “That sound alright, y'two?”
Aina: -looks up, swinging Eth's hand a bit; nods- “I want teaaa...”
Ethiriel: –nods as well, following Aina’s swinging with her arm- ”I could deal with some water.” –smiles a little wider and gives the smaller Frei’s arm a tug-
Henry: ”Sounds ideal! It isn’t far; just a couple more minutes!”
Indeed, the walk was short, and within minutes they arrived at the diner’s doors. Henry ushered the three of them toward one of the booths in the corner and soon they were waited on. Henry and Ethiriel ordered water; cold and hot respectively.
Mordekai ordered a sweet tea for Aina. While Aina wanted to keep holding hands with Ethiriel, she climbed onto Mordekai's lap and waited for their drinks to arrive, lightly clanging the silverware for amusement.
Aina: -humming, though it's a tad discordant with her light tapping-
Mordekai: -lightly holds her shoulders and laughs, glancing down- “Y'wanna tell us what song you're singin' there, baby girl?”
Aina: -quietly- “Let it Go.”
Henry: –laughs, though it’s soft and only amongst the group- ”I thought I recognized it! I hear it a lot in pediatrics—“
Ethiriel: ”It is lovely.” –muses, allowing her arms to rest on the table across from Aina and Mordecai-
Mordekai: -he stilts his laughter and hangs his head in defeat, then looks up at Henry- “You got no idea how much we watch that movie at home.”
Aina: -looks up at Mordekai and nudges his face a little with the spoons in protest- “But-- but Let it Go isn't my favorite, it's-- it's You Gotta Build a Snowman.”
Mordekai: -laughs- “S'Do You Wanna Build a Snowman, baby.” -glances up at Eth, smiling- “You heard all the music in Frozen, Eth?”
Ethiriel: –shakes her head- ”I have not. Perhaps one day, Miss Aina would like to show me?”
Aina: -gasps and nods, finally resting her silverware onto the table so she could hold her hands over Ethiriel's- “Uhuh!! It's the best! Can we-- can we soon?”
Ethiriel: –laughs softly, knitting her fingers together with Aina’s- ”But of course!”
Aina: -smiles and flutters her wings, clearly excited, and nods-- while holding Eth's hands, she glances back at Mordekai- “Yeah!”
Mordekai: -laughs down at her and ruffles her hair a bit- “Uhuh!” -looks back up at Henry and Eth, smiling- “When's the next time y'all are free? We could come over an' finish up the sun house, bring over Frozen.”
Henry: –chuckles and leans back, tapping his finger lightly on the table- ”Well, I requested next weekend off in hopes that we could finish then, actually! So if you’re free, I don’t see why the girls can’t have some fun movie time while we work!”
Ethiriel: ”It sounds like a wonderful time, I cannot wait Miss Aina.”
Mordekai: “Yea, 'm always off on weekends! S'a plan, then.” -glances down and ruffles Aina's hair- “Excitin'!”
Aina: -giggles happily at Eth, then glances up at Mordekai with a full grin, nods- “Yay!!”
Mordekai: -laughs- “Uhuh! --Oh!” -and the four's beverages arrive, and he glances over and raises his arms up- “Even more yay! Thank you!”
Aina: -she mirrors him by raising her arms up, too- “More yay!!”
Henry: –lightly smacks his hands flat on the table- ”Good to hear! “ –stops and removes his hands from the table as soon as drinks arrive, nods to the waitress- ”Thank you, so much!”
Ethiriel: ”Thank you.” –graciously takes her water and dips her thumbs in-
Henry: ”So, I can’t imagine it taking too much longer anyway! Soon we’ll have a nice little sunroom for everyone to enjoy!”
Aina: -watches Ethiriel dip her hands into the water curiously and slowly reaches to the surface of her sweet tea to dip her fingers in, as well-
Mordekai: “Ah-- ah-ah--” -laughs and gently holds Aina's hand away from the sweet tea, then smiles up at Henry- “Yea, we jus' gotta have a full weekend for the panelin' an' we're set! Plants would be real happy in there, too.”
Henry: –chuckles at Aina after passing a glance to Eth- ”Shouldn’t be hard to do! I bet Ethiriel and Aina could definitely work on a mini garden for sure!”
Ethiriel: –doesn’t see Aina’s mimicking but smiles anyway, her fingers lightly gliding over the sides of the cup- ”I had not thought of such a thing… I believe I would love that.”
Aina: -gasps- “I wanna make a garden!”
Mordekai: -grins wide while wiggling Aina's hand a little before letting it go- “Right on! Duncan an' I can set y'all up with a garden, I'll talk to 'im tonight.” -glances down at Aina as she pulls her cup of sweet tea closer to the edge of the table- “You're gonna help Eth start up her own lil garden, huh! That'll be fun.”
Aina: -with the rim of the cup against her lips, nods- “Mhm!”
It was then that their conversation was ended with the waitress finally approaching the table once more. She was met with smiles as she pulled out her pen and pad and each of their orders were taken before she stepped away and they could continue their banter. The Raevens spoke amongst themselves as Mordekai and Henry began to speak about the sunroom and its near completion.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 12:50 pm
As soon as she had come out of the car, the scent of hundreds of flowers hit Ethiriel’s senses like a brick. Though she could not see, rows and rows of plants stood before the Frei and her guardian, swaying softly in the breeze. Henry had promised to bring her to the nursery, though he didn’t say that it was today – she only knew they were taking a day to spend together. Turns out, flowers were included in this jaunt.
Ethiriel closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, giving off a heavy and pleased sigh at the end. It smelled so wonderful, like she never would have imagined. She had never been around this many flowers, nor this many different types, but immediately it gave her the sense of ‘home.’
She was welcomed here, it felt. Like the flowers reached out for her.
”And you get to pick as many as you want,” Henry butted in, his arms crossed over his chest as he moved to stand beside Ethiriel.
”Are you sure?” she asked.
”So long as there’s enough room in the sun room, though if we get too many we can always do the flower beds out front.”
A smile cracked Ethiriel’s lips. She floated forward, unafraid of bumping into anything here – she didn’t even think of it. Reaching out, her fingers gingerly reached for the soft petals of the flowers before her, finally stopping when she made contact. The Frei hovered lower so that she could smell the bell personally rather than it mixing with all the surrounding greenery – it was sweet and simple, something Ethiriel definitely appreciated. She would not make a single decision until she had met every breed of flower present, she decided. That was the fair way to do it as they all seemed to call out to her.
”That one’s a lily,” Henry said, bending over to look at its tag. ”Amaryllis. It’s red and white.”
Ethiriel made note of those colors – she hoped she would know them soon enough.
The next flower to catch the Frei’s attention as her fingers lightly brushed its petals were violets. Softly, she sifted the plant between her fingers to enjoy its texture. Its smell was lovely, just as the other flowers’ were, but she enjoyed the slightly bitter after-bite this one offered. She would make note of it, as well.
This went on for nearly an hour and Ethiriel hadn’t bored of it at all. In fact, she could hardly choose between the several that she liked, and it felt as if every single bloom called out to her. While a little overwhelming, it was a strangely welcomed sensation – it was like they needed her without words. The Frei smiled as her eye caught Henry’s necklace. He had been patient and educating; he was her eyes, describing each blossom and reading their information.
When Ethiriel voiced her concerns and inability to choose, Henry offered to research what flowers would be easiest to take care of for her first time as a gardener. The Frei’s expression softened in thanks as she gave him a courteous nod.
Henry was happy to oblige.
A few words were shared with one of the workers and they easily described what would be best or easiest to care for, and it wasn’t long before a list was compiled and the search commenced.
Each flower on the list was immediately familiar to the Frei as she took a whiff. The one plant she didn’t get, for now, was a rose bush; as much as she loved the scent and texture, Henry wasn’t comfortable with the thorns and Ethiriel’s blindness – he promised that once she was able to see, he would give her one as a get well present. She accepted as much as she wanted it now, though she agreed it was probably a good thing.
”If you want, you can stay in the car for a moment while I get us some pots and flower beds for the sun room?” said Henry, his arms full of several flower buckets.
Ethiriel nodded, her own arms full of blooms. After they situated everything in the trunk, Henry rushed off for planting pots. She wasn’t in the car for too terribly long before Henry unloaded the rest of the necessary equipment: pots, soil and fertilizer – the latter made the trunk smell, but it didn’t bother Ethiriel too much.
They had spent several hours that night setting up Ethiriel’s room – Henry taught here where to keep everything so she could find it easily, planted the flowers and showed her how to water. Everything was simplified for the Frei and she was grateful that the nurse had even gone through this much effort for her. She was glad to have a new hobby as she honestly didn’t have one prior, and she’d get to enjoy this every day. She had something that relied on her and it was exciting.
”Thank you, Henry.”
He smiled.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 3:38 pm
It was so frustrating. How did she know she was doing this right? Ethiriel paused her Walkman, raising a hand to meet her brow in frustration. As far as she knew, she could have been correct – but she could also have also easily been just as wrong. Idly running a finger over the bumps of her book, the silvery Frei sighed.
Her fingers were sensitive and had no problem distinguishing the different letters when it came to the way they felt, but she felt as if none of this was sticking. She needed to do this. She needed to.
As far as the lessons were going, she figured she was possibly doing okay. After what felt like weeks she could finally recite the alphabet, but part of her was still unsure on whether she was getting words down in “writing.” It was difficult, but she hoped she was getting more down than she felt like. There were a few words she could feel now, and a couple of letters she could immediately recognize, but larger words were still difficult. What made it worse was they were words in her own vocabulary. It made Ethiriel second guess herself – she just wanted to be able to comfortably read a book on her own rather than solely rely on the CDs that Gabe had gifted her.
With another sigh, Ethiriel turned back on her Walkman to listen to the lessons again. She could do this, she could…
Several hours later, with the sun setting and its last remaining warmth seeping from the window, Ethiriel woke with a start. The lessons had repeated back into the earlier chapters – she must have fallen asleep from the teacher’s monotonous voice… Rubbing her eyes, she pressed the stop button and set the machine aside. What time was it? Not that time was exactly relevant for her, but she felt so drained. Naps normally didn’t have this effect, but then again, she rarely took them.
Hovering over her bed, Ethiriel pushed herself up into a sitting position (or as close to one as she could) before gently patting down her bed. The book was still there, its thick pages making it feel clunky and hard to turn – much like a children’s book.
Perhaps she was hungry and just couldn’t tell – that could explain the exhaustion.
As she moved away from the bed, Nedhudir lifted his head to watch her, letting out a small whimper to let her know he was there. Did he need to be taken out? Probably. Ethiriel took ahold of his collar and searched for his gear – She didn’t feel like asking either of the Knights to help her take the pup out, she would need to start doing that, herself.
It was finally warm out – not too hot, not too cold. As soon as the front door was opened and the fresh air hit her skin, the Frei felt nearly renewed. She would still need to eat, but she already felt better. Perhaps she was tired from being cooped up? It was true, she had done a lot of sitting around with lesson after lesson, only leaving her room for food, drink or to take care of Nedhudir’s needs. She would need to change that.
As soon as the collie was finished, he led Ethiriel back into the house, tail wagging all the way. He was offered a treat once they went back to their room.
As they passed by Gabe’s room, Ethiriel could hear him typing away at his computer. He must have been busy, or perhaps bored with what the Frei could only assume was this late hour. She remembered him mentioning that he would learn braille as well – perhaps the aid of another first hand would help, especially if the book came with actual writing as well? He could assure her that what she was learning was correct… but she needed to learn more, first. She wanted to impress with her abilities.
Maybe soon.
Until then, she would sleep again with Nedhudir curled up beside her.
Once morning broke, Ethiriel was hard at work again, her earbuds tucked carefully in each ear. She had it low enough so that if the pup were to complain she could hear and immediately remedy the situation. It was an easy set up, and with the dog curled up under her arm she set to work.
The tea Frei felt more confident today, though she couldn’t quite place why. Things seemed easier for the time being and she didn’t feel so stressed about her learning. It was still difficult, but it felt like she was getting a better grasp of it. Perhaps listening in sleep helped somehow, though she couldn’t have learned the feel of the letters.
Maybe she could read for Gabe?
With a gentle pat to Nedhudir’s head, Ethiriel hovered away towards the door. She approached Gabe’s silently, knocking twice before waiting for an answer.
Unfortunately, there was not one. Gabe must have had his headphones in, Ethiriel thought, and she let her fingers gently slide down the wooden door. Perhaps Henry wasn’t too terribly busy? All she needed was confirmation; the books and CD couldn’t provide that and she just needed to know that she was doing well.
Down the hall, Ethiriel repeated her gentle two taps.
”Yes?” Henry responded, though he didn’t move from his seat from what Ethiriel could hear.
”Sir Henry, it is I. May I come in?”
There were pages shifting before an answer was given, but the man sounded as pleased as ever. ”You can come in!”
”Pardon my intrusion, but I would like your help with something.”
Henry took a look at the book and Walkman that Ethiriel held carefully in her arms and smiled. He then stood up from his desk and walked over, gently placing his hand on the Frei’s shoulder. ”Anything you need,” he said, leading her out of the office and back into Ethiriel’s room.
”Need help practicing?” he asked.
”Yes.”
”I can definitely help with that,” Henry said, his smile soft yet could still be heard in his voice.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2015 1:10 pm
Again, in front of the mirror. It seemed like tradition now, to spend minutes – hours – staring into the glassy void in which she could not see anything but her branches. Tradition to become more and more frustrated with herself as she focused on the only things she could see. Part of her had come to hate her silvery branches, their uselessness for anything other than decoration upon her seemingly invisible body. The most useless part of her was the most valuable, in her mind. How fitting.
Retracting her branches and crown into herself, Ethiriel then stared into the black void before her, unable to see anything but the silver necklace that hung to her right, near the door. She did not look at it, nor did she want to.
All she could see was black, and yet, she knew not the word for it.
Ethiriel then stared down at her hands, or at least, in their direction. She could not see. Wiggling her fingers in the darkness, she could not make them out – especially since becoming tan in color. She sighed in frustration, but continued her staring.
As if caused by a p***k to the finger, silver seeped out of Ethiriel’s hands and coated them, slowly but steadily. She stared more, studying her hands and their movements; the silver was hard as if solid, yet moved as if it were liquid in her grasp. She could move her fingers and hands with ease and grace, watching carefully with each movement. She settled some, relaxing.
Looking back into the mirror, Ethiriel brought her hands to her face. She floated there, gently cupping her cheeks, staring at her hands through the mirror – it was an interesting thing these humans had created.
After a moment of prolonged staring, the silver began to move – Ethiriel did not know how to stem it from anywhere other than her hands, and from them it moved onto her face. With some time it served as a mask, leaving an open space for the Frei’s eyes. She stared more, at this face of hers that she could finally see, but it was not satisfying. It was smooth and perfect, her silvery face, but it was lacking. So this is what humans, Raevans… everything humanesque – this is what they looked like? Beneath the silvery lining, Ethiriel frowned. She could not compare her ‘beauty’ to that of others as she did not know the difference. She could not see their faces, and bitterly, she did not enjoy seeing her own.
While she could not spread silver from her face, she easily soaked it back in.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2015 1:20 pm
Pulling a piece of paper of his pocket, Luka checked the address one last time. This was the Knight residence, and Eth was in there too. He couldn't help but take a small glance inside the tote he had brought with him, it was also fine. He pressed the doorbell, it was only a matter of seconds now.
The longer he stood there waiting, the more excited he was becoming. Would Eth recognize him? Would she notice that he'd 'grown' taller? A smile pulling at his lips, he waited eagerly for the door to open.
"Oh!" Henry exclaimed, bouncing up from his seat and quickly running to the door. Ethiriel raised a hand in response but by the time the man could have seen it, he was already in the hallway.
The door was opened just as quickly.
"I'm so glad you're here!" said Henry, his arms open wide as if to invite a hug. He hardly waited for a response to it before moving his arm inward to invite Luka in. "She's in the first room on the left," he whispered, giving the satyr a small wink.
Luka gave a wave as the door open. "Yo. Nice to meet you, I'm Luka." The Satyr was about to respond to the man's hug when Henry had already waved him into the room. "Alright, thanks for having me over by the way Mr. Knight. He gave the nurse a half bow before floating into the room where Ethiriel was supposedly waiting.
"HEY!" Luka exclaimed loudly as he saw the all of familiar figure of Eth. He took her in a tight hug before she could even respond.
"It's my pleasure!" chimed Henry, his grin widening as Luka made his way into the room. His outburst and immediate movement startled the man just a bit, but his smile returned quickly.
Ethiriel instantly picked up on Luka's scent, her eyes widening as she glanced upwards from the silver on the coffee table. "Lu--" she started before she was pulled into the hard embrace. She paused, taking in the moment; his warmth, the feeling of the sun despite being inside the house, his scent and the feeling of his arms around her. It took a moment but she smiled, wrapping her arms around him in return and resting her head on his shoulder.
"It's been a while, did you miss me?" He said with a smile before slowly releasing her. He took a seat beside her and carefully set the tote on the ground by his ribbon. "Better yet, how've you been? Oh, before I forget, I have a surprise for you. Do you want that now or later?"
"Indeed, it has," she responded, sitting upright again as soon as she was released. While it was still impossible to properly see him, so far his colors were the easiest to 'see' compared to anyone else. A light in the darkness.
Ethiriel giggled lightly, covering her mouth with the back of her fingers. "Yes, I have. I have been wondering about you for quite a while now... I have been fine, but what of you? How have you been?"
"I've been really busy. Elai has been busy preparing to open his own clinic, so I've been helping with that. And, I've started working a part time job as well. It seems a lot has been going on for you as well." He said slowly, letting his eyes take in Henry's home. "You should smile more," he said giving her a cheeky smile as he poked her cheeks.
Ethiriel couldn't help but smile as Luka prodded at her face, though she made no efforts to move away. "Things have been well, my friend," she offered, her expression softening. Her hands searched for Luka's face, and once she had his cheeks cupped in her palms she offered her usual greeting, a single kiss to either side of his lips. Pulling away, she offered a light smile for the satyr.
Luka took Eth's own greeting in grace. She was the only Raevan he'd allow that from. "I'm glad. When I got Henry's call, I got worried. His voice wasn't very good, it seemed like something as wrong." Reaching for the tote he'd brought, Luka pulled out a small white potted plant. "It's called a plumeria," he paused, it signifies beauty or flawlessness. And in some cultures, it even means the beginning of a new life."
Henry had called? He really did look out for the frei more than her last guardian ever did... from the party to contacting old friends, it seemed like his kindness was boundless. Ethiriel's brows knit upward, but her smile remained.
However, her eyes widened once the plant was brought out -- though she could not see it, the scent immediately caught her attention and she reached out for it. Its soft petals were wonderful to the touch, and she couldn't get over its aroma. Glancing back up at Luka, her smile grew.
"Luka, it's amazing... Thank you..."
"It's not much, but I figured the white petals would make it stand out a little more. I remember you telling me I stood out more since I was so light." He couldn't help but smile. "I'm glad you like it.". It wasn't much, but hopefully the flowers would help her feel more at comfort. "Has he been treating you well?"
"It is wonderful," she affirmed, her hand searching for Luka's to pat.
Was that the term for these colors? Light? Zeke had mentioned surgery maybe helping... maybe, one day, if she could see... she would be able to learn the colors and actually be able to understand the world around her.
Nodding, Ethiriel's smile rested into a light curve. "Yes... Sir Knight has been good for my health. He treats me like I was his own. And you? How is your guardian?"
"Always the same with Elai and I. I think he's realizing that I don't need him as much though. He just calls and texts me from time to time to make sure I at least come home now. Elai says I'm getting the same treatment as a teenager." Luka chuckled. It was different, but he liked it. "By the way, let me give you my cell number. That way you can just call me whenever you want to talk."
"That is good news," Ethiriel said, smiling. Once their attention was brought to their phones, the silver frei silently reached into the pocket of her light jacket she wore and handed the machine over to Luka. "I only know how to locate numbers... you will have to add yourself."
She would also have to relearn the order of her contacts, but that was neither here nor there...
"That's not a problem." Taking the phone from Eth's phone, Luka added his number into her contacts. "I put myself on speed dial 0, so if you ever need to reach me you can just hit the 0 and then the call button. Now you have no excuse not to call me." He chuckled.
The silver Frei waited patiently as Luka added his information, listening to the tones that the keys would make. She let out a light giggle, only loud enough for Luka to hear, as she gave a gentle nod. "I suppose I do not."
For a brief moment, Henry poked his head in through the hallway door. "Is there anything I can get for you guys?"
"No, but thank you, Sir Knight."
"So, even if we don't really see each other often, we can still talk." He said as he texted to his own number to save Eth's number on his own phone. Luka looked up when he heard Henry speak to them from the doorway. "Na, I'm good Mr. Knight. Thanks for asking though." He looked down to check his watch, he still had another twenty minutes or so before he needed to head off. He was making good time. "So what have you been doing recently."
"No problem! You guys have fun!" The older of the Knight siblings said as he excused himself from the room entirely.
"I would very much like that," said Ethiriel, her eyes drawn to Luka's lighter colors. She wished she could see him clearly -- a thought she'd been having about most things lately, but she was glad she could pick him out from the darkness at all.
Ethiriel paused, pondering for a moment before she continued. "I supose I have not been doing much. Sir Knight takes me on walks every other day. I have been taking care of my service dog, Nedhudir... I am afraid my life is not all that interesting right now."
Luka leaned into the couch, stretching his arms above his head as he did so. "There's nothing wrong with having a normal life. I didn't know you got a service dog! I think last time we spoke, you were talking about wanting one. So, a lot did happen since then." Luka chuckled. "I haven't done much either. So... yea." Luka trailed off, unsure of what to say next. It was surprisingly difficult to carry out a conversation with Eth today. Was it because of how much distance had gathered between them with the time that had passed?
It might have been the time, or perhaps the distance that grew between them as time had moved on. They hardly really knew each other, this being only their second meeting, but Ethiriel was comfortable with the silence -- it was what she was used to, though she rarely grew tired of listening to other people talk. She did, however, hope that the silence wasn't bad for the satyr.
"I suppose a lot has happened, yes," she answered, her eyes still locked on his light. "But things have been getting better."
”That’s good. Better is good, especially if things continue to get better.” Luka smiled. ”Has anyone else stopped by to see you?” He was curious, even the Satyr had been too busy to see very many people lately. So, he was curious to know which Raevans were still active and which ones were Eth’s close friends. ”I’ve been so busy lately, I can’t remember the last person I’ve seen.”
Yes, better was good. Ethiriel had to agree with that, and with each day she was believing it more and more.
"I spend time regularly with Rhedefre, and see Sir Cruz and Miss Aina quite often. I am sorry you have been so busy -- hopefully that changes in the future."
”I’m sure it will. I’ve just had to take care a lot of business lately. Cesc is good, he’s a brother to me. I’m not too close with Cruz, and it’s my first time hearing of Aina.” Luka paused, taking a moment to recall the last time he’d met the crocodile Raevan. ”Has he grown a lot? I think the last time I saw him he was still learning to talk, and he was with Anita. Who is Aina though? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of her. You should introduce me to her.” He smiled, something about meeting Eth’s friend brought a warm feeling. People that Eth cherished, were people worth meeting.
It seemed like many people liked Cesc and that thought alone made Ethiriel's smile feel a little more natural on her delicate lips. The conversation dove in another direction and she lifted her chin.
"Sir Cruz is well. His speech has indeed improved and he is well. Miss Aina, the little raindrop, is a lovely little pomegranate Frei -- I'm sure you would like her. Perhaps someday you can become acquainted."
”Call her over, and then call me. We can have a party, three’s a party right?” Chuckling, Luka stretched his arms over his head. ”I’ll have to see Cruz sometime, it’s been a while. Elai will want to see you again as well Eth. I know he’ll be glad to know that you’re doing better.”
"I care for her on most weekends, actually. Perhaps someday soon."
The topic of Elai wasn't a bad one, but it did make the Frei recall her days with Leo -- his nephew. Part of her wondered what the man was doing with his time now; perhaps still engulfing himself with work and shutting out the world. Ethiriel's lips tugged downward for a moment, but she fixed them with a lifted chin and a breath.
"I would love to know how he is doing. Is all well in your world, save for the business?"
The Satyr’s head cocked ever so gently at the word care. Was Eth a caretaker for someone else? ”Care? Are you babysitting or something? How often do you see her?” The Satyr was quick to notice the change in Eth’s demeanor, but didn’t bring attention to it. He should’ve known that bringing up Elai would’ve brought up memories of Leo as well.
”He’s been very busy. We’re moving to Gambino soon, his parents are starting to require some help around the house. He told me that he could get me a studio apartment if I wanted to stay in Durem, but… I just wouldn’t feel comfortable. The business is doing really well. He’s actually thinking of opening his own practice once things settle in with his parents.”
"Ah, yes. I babysit her on weekends, yes." she responded, smiling a bit more. "And that is wonderful news. I'm glad business is well. I could not imagine living alone -- not at all."
”As long as you enjoy it,” He smiled. ”I don’t mind living on my own, it’s just I’m worried about Elai. He tends to overwork himself a lot.” Luka paused to take a quick glance at his watch, he had about 15 minutes left before he had to leave for his part time job. ”When I move to Gambino, I’ll be able to see you more often.”
Nodding, Ethiriel followed Luka's words closely. Like family, she figured, to be so similar in mind. Perhaps that was where Leo got it.
"Nothing would please me more," she said, reaching her hand over to blindly fumble for Luka's. Once she found it, she gave it a gentle pat and a squeeze.
The Satyr gave a gentle squeeze back. ”I’ll come visit you often, and you won’t be bored again. I’ll bring you different flowers every day, and new things to try out. Like cupcakes or whatever you want.”
"You are too kind, Sir Luka. I thank you for every kindness in full."
With Luka's palette being so light, he was almost distinguishable in the darkness of Ethiriel's vision and she was able to stare vaguely at him, which she had always appreciated. She smiled and offered him another bow of her head.
"You only need to give me your company for thanks." He always felt that the truest form of friendship was simply by spending time in each other's company. Gifts were nice and all, but there was nothing quite like making time in your day for another person. "Man, I wish I could stay all day. This room seems like a bubble separate from the rest of the business in my life."
With a small nod, Ethiriel smiled at Luka. "That is something I can give without fail."
The Frei's smile faltered as her brows raised. "You must leave? What a shame. I am glad to have been a distraction, at least." Ethiriel lightly brushed her fingers along the length of Luka's hand and her smile returned. "Whenever you need a bubble, I will gladly give."
"Don't call yourself a distraction. That sounds bad. This was necessary time spent with you." Giving Eth a warm smile, the Frei stretched his arms above his head. "I'll gladly accept that invitation for the future. I have to leave in about 5 minutes, but now that I know where you are and who you're with, I feel a lot calmer." He'd been worried, and to see Eth well was nice.
She hummed, her lips curving into a gentle crescent. When Luka pulled his arms away, Ethiriel folded her hands above her ribbon resting on the couch.
"I'm glad to ease your mind, Sir Luka. I would adore spending time with you again."
"The pleasure is always mine." Luka took a glance at his watch and let out a small sigh. It was already time for him to head out. "I can't believe it's already time for me to leave. Anyways, it was really nice seeing you again Eth." He said, wrapping his arms around the female in a light hug.
The Frei's eyes widened for just a moment at the sudden hug, but they immediately reflected her gentle smile as she returned the gesture. "You are welcome any time. I hope to see you again soon."
Giving Eth one more squeeze, Luka eventually rose from the couch. "I'm leaving now. I'll see you next time Eth." Gave the tea raevan one last wave before leaving the apartment.
Smiling and returning Luka's squeeze, her arm trailed down from his shoulder, his arm and down to his hand before eventually breaking contact. "Please, do visit again soon."
There was silence as the satyr left, save for a small display of goodbyes from Henry and the sound of the door closing.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 9:15 pm
”What a beautiful day! Eh, Ethiriel?” Henry asked, adjusting the bill of his baseball cap. The skies were clear, there was a nice breeze and it wasn’t too hot. Both the nurse and the Frei could appreciate it in their own ways – the fact that they could spend this time together was enough to fill Henry’s heart with love and happiness; it felt like they hadn’t gotten to spend much time together lately thanks to his work, but the man was willing to put in more time with the Raevan.
While it was different, it wasn’t unwelcomed. The nurse had already been putting in more effort than Leo; and with this extra time, Ethiriel felt the difference.
”Indeed, it is,” she responded. It was still strange being with someone who was so much more active despite a year having already come and go. It was a good thing, but she never took it for granted; there was a time when Leo was a bit more outgoing – but the more work he got, the less he had time. Henry, on the other hand, always tried to make up for lost time. Especially lately, it seemed; the man even went through the trouble of making a sun room for the Frei so she wouldn’t have to deal with the extreme heat or cold for each season. It was probably one of the most thoughtful thing anyone had done aside from her birthday party. And, instinctively, at the thought of the party Ethiriel reached up to touch Cesc’s pendant. ”But are you sure it is wise to distance yourself from work, despite how lovely the day may be?”
Henry chuckled, bringing his free hand to rest lightly on Ethiriel’s arm. ”There’s nothing I’d rather do!”
Ethiriel smiled, though the rest of her expression softened. Such a happy man, always trying to spread it to others. Nedhurdir kept along her side, tail wagging away. The Frei held his leash carefully wrapped around her wrist, keeping the collie close.
”Do you know where we’re going?” Henry chimed after a quiet moment of walking, save for the pitter patter of Nedhudir’s claws tapping on the pavement – Henry would have to take him to get trimmed soon, he figured.
”I do not.”
”We’ll be there soon!”
Ethiriel wrapped the length of Nedhudir’s leash around her hand once to have a better hold as he tugged lightly. He knew better than to run after other dogs, he was trained against that, but something had him just a little excited. The Frei could not see but she could hear the sounds of many dogs playing in the distance, and immediately she knew; dog park. She’d never been to one, and quite frankly didn’t know what you did at one, but she was pleased that they could give the collie a good time.
”I see,” she said, her arm tightening around Henry’s.
Henry smiled and sped up his walking just a bit, eager to give both Nedhudir and Ethiriel a good time. It had been so long since he’d been to a dog park, himself, and knew that they would enjoy the time out. The day was too nice to spend at home doing nothing. For once, the nurse wasn’t on-call and could spend the day doing whatever he chose – and that, today, was definitely playing with two of his favorite companions.
”It’s good to give service dogs a break now and again so that they’re not too stressed. I think this’ll be good for the two of you!” Henry said as they turned into the gate. He lead them deeper in the park, and while Nedhudir watched the other dogs excitedly, he stayed beside Ethiriel as they walked.
Ethiriel could hear all the dogs playing happily, and she looked forward to whatever they could have been doing on this nice day, but part of her wasn’t sure; what could she do other than bask in the warm sun?
Once they found shade under the large tree in the middle of the park, Henry let down his bag and led Ethiriel’s hand to meet the bark. The Frei felt along the length of the tree, enjoying the rough texture of the bark. Henry, on the other hand, pulled out a tennis ball from the bag in question and held it up for Nedhudir. ”Are you ready?” he asked the dog, his voice high and exciting for the collie. The dog responded in kind once his harness was removed.
The Frei lowered herself to the ground, stopping once she could feel her rune barely graze the ground, her ribbon bunched up beneath her. She could hear Henry’s arm against the wind as he tossed the ball and Ethiriel smiled as Nedhudir hurriedly followed. As it turned out, Henry had brought a couple of audio books and a small braille book for the Frei’s entertainment, but for now she enjoyed the light breeze and wonderful sunlight while the human and canine played fetch.
”Ethiriel,” Henry piped up, bending over to lightly touch her arm. Nedhudir hovered closely.
”Yes?” she asked, lifting her head. Henry placed the ball in her hand, as well as lightly grabbing her arm to bring her back up to floating height. She looked puzzled, feeling the ball and the slobber that covered it. ”What?”
Nedhudir nuzzled Ethiriel’s hand.
”You throw it! I want you to get used to playing with Neth, too!’
Puzzled, Ethiriel felt the ball over in both hands. ”But where do I throw it?”
”Anywhere! Neth will go get it!”
”But what if I hit someone?”
Henry laughed, gently patting Ethiriel on the back, between her branches. ”You won’t hit anyone, I promise!”
Ethiriel paused, glancing down at the ball in her hand; she couldn’t see it, of course, but she liked the weight in her hand and the idea of playing proper with Nedhudir was promising. She loved him so much and wanted to make him as happy as he made her, so what was there to lose? Henry was so reassuring about it, surely things would go fine.
She threw the ball as hard as she could, relaxing only when audibly hit the ground and the collie followed. Waiting patiently, Ethiriel felt Nedhudir’s cold, wet nose as he nuzzled the ball back into her palm. The sensation surprised her; not that she hadn’t felt his nose before, but she had never been handed anything by him. He then bounced around her in excitement, waiting for the ball to get thrown again. Ethiriel glanced to Henry for suggestions, but all the did was say ’throw it again!’ And, after a moment’s pause, she did.
Many hours were spent playing in the sun, Ethiriel growing closer to Nedhudir as they played together. Henry would offer cheerful banter between each throw, wanting to spend time with Ethiriel as bad as he wanted her to spend time with her pup. The day was beautiful, allowing them to play from the afternoon until the sun started setting. Even then, they continued while there was still warmth from the day.
It was only when things cooled down that Henry suggested they leave.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2015 4:51 pm
It had been surprisingly easier than Ethiriel had first figured; she had a habit of memorizing her favorite texture patterns, so learning Braille was less difficult than anticipated and she had begun to enjoy it. For the last couple of days, the Frei had spent most of her free time in the sunroom, enjoying the warmth of the sun (not without a fan to keep her temperature regulated), the scent of the flowers surrounding her and the general peace of being alone while reading – or practicing, at least. She was becoming more comfortable in her practice, doing well enough to not require the CD at all times just for reference. She still needed it, however, but she was improving daily.
Ethiriel still wasn’t reading novels, mind you; while she did not enjoy them as much, she found herself practicing with Braille children’s books – she would move on soon, she figured, but for now it was better to start with something easy for comprehension. Still having trouble recognizing some words, she new she needed more practice, and practice is what she was getting.
The glass to the sunroom was thin enough to allow the sounds of birds and other outside noises to come in, but Ethiriel didn’t mind. She actually enjoyed the sound of the outside world; something she didn’t get much of while inside with the well-insulated walls – it was a nicely built house, and Henry made sure of that when he bought it. Still, with the aid of a fan keeping her from getting too hot, it was nice to feel like she was outside with a regulated breeze.
The Frei had grown quite fond of this particular book. “The Giving Tree,” it was called, and she felt a particular bond to it, despite its low reading level.
“ Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples, “ Ethiriel read along in her head, closing her eyes; she didn’t need to do so, but she felt like it helped with her reading. “And they would play hide-and-go-seek. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. And the boy loved the tree.... very much. And the tree was happy.” She smiled.
The sound of the backdoor cracking open distracted Ethriel from her book. She removed her hands from the thick, notched pages and lifted her chin.
It was Henry with a glass of tepid water, as well as an iced tea for himself. ”How’s the book?” he asked, gently touching Ethiriel’s hand with the mug. She took it graciously, carefully setting it down beside her reclined yard chair. Pulling up another beach chair, the nurse sat beside her.
”Childish, as expected,” she said, nearly sounding bored before a small smile cracked on her lips. ”But it is cute.”
Henry chuckled, ”Mind reading for me?” he said, scooting closer so he could see the words printed alongside the divited words. ”To see how well you’re doing? I figure pretty soon I can get you proper books—“
Falling silent for a moment, Ethiriel thought it over. ”Of course,” she stated, though she didn’t bother to start over when she felt back to her book. Ethiriel silently slid her finger across the page to find where she had left off before clearing her throat and closing her eyes once more. Henry followed along.
”But time went by. And the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said, ‘Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy.’”
”Very good, very good!” he cheered, softly resting a hand on Ethiriel’s bare shoulder. ”Aside from your pauses you read it perfectly! I’m so proud of you!”
Ethiriel’s smile softened before she continued.
”’I am too big to climb and play’ said the boy. ‘I want to buy things and have fun. I want some money?’ ‘I'm sorry,’ said the tree, ‘but I have no money. I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city. Then you will have money and you will be happy.’”
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‘Well,’ said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, ‘well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest.’ And the boy did. And the tree was happy.”
Feeling the page for more Braille and finding none, Ethiriel gently closed the book and held it to her side for Henry to take. Beaming like a proud parent, the nurse took it and tucked it beneath his elbow. ”It seems you’ve got it!” he burst, all too excited. ”Would you like me to buy more adult books for you or do you prefer the audiobooks?”
”I would prefer these,” the Frei answered, lifting her chin to find Henry’s necklace. ”Audiobooks are quite nice, but I feel as if reading is meant to be more enjoyable in silence.”
”Can do.”
Then, Henry went back into the kitchen.
Ethiriel reached for the water that Henry had brought her and dipped a thumb in. She floated higher, off of the chair, and hovered closer to the outer wall of the sunroom to her plants. Rubbing their leaves for a moment, she then buried a finger into their dry dirt – they were thirsty, she figured, and then reached for her watering can.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2015 8:31 pm
Ethiriel dug her finger into the damp soil of one of her plants, checking to make sure whether or not she had watered it enough. Its leaves felt dry and brittle, and she feared she had neglected it the day before. While she had good memory, sometimes it was easy to leave a pot or two out – she still wasn’t used to the routine, but she would be with time. She gave the pot a bit more water, just in case.
Henry stood near the back door, his shoulder resting on its frame. It was nice to spend some days together in the sunroom, and it gave both of them a chance to catch some sun and work on their tans – narcissistic, maybe, but it was good for them so long as they weren’t getting too much. Ethiriel tanned much easier than the man did, but he figured that was just her DNA, much like a plant with chlorophyll. It was just a theory, but it made the most sense to the nurse.
As Ethiriel moved on to the next plant, Henry moved forward.
”It’s all looking good! You’re doing a great job!”
The Frei didn’t respond but she smiled. She didn’t bother sticking her fingers into the soil with the next plant – instead, she allowed the tin to flow freely over the plant and the hand she held the pot with. The water was soothing from the heat of the room and it better helped her gauge the amount she was using.
”I would like to share with Sir Duncan and Miss Aina,” she said, quite out of the blue.
Henry’s head perked up as he looked toward the Frei, his puppy dog-smile ever present. ”The flowers?”
”If you would help me pick.”
”They’re not in bloom yet, you should wait a little longer… And maybe when they have more blossoms?”
Ethiriel knew they weren’t in bloom, she could easily feel it, herself. She knew they would be soon, however, and sometimes getting them early was best. At least, that was her thought process; despite her genetic makeup she actually didn’t know too terribly much about plants other than a sense of need for them.
”Do you think they would like to visit?”
It had been a little while since she got to spend time with the little pomegranate and she was starting to miss her.
”I’m sure of it! They’ve just been pretty busy, I imagine. They haven’t said anything’s wrong, at least!”
Once the pot filled over, Ethiriel pulled her hand away and waved it to remove the excess water. She hadn’t been paying attention and nearly forgot. Gently brushing the petals, she moved in closer to get a better smell. What was it that made the plants “call” to her, she wondered. They had no voices, yet they seem to give away a need. Maybe someday she would understand, but for now she cared for them as if they were her own children.
As much as you could care for potted house plants.
”Maybe we should call them,” Ethiriel offered.
”Maybe!” Henry exclaimed, leaning against the wall once more, this time opposite of the house, against one of the beams. ”I’ll give them a call sometime this week, closer to the weekend. Okay?”
Ethiriel nodded, hovering a bit higher to get to the hanging plants. They were a little harder to gauge as they would instantly start leaking water. She didn’t mind, though, just so long as her ribbon didn’t get wet.
”Have you heard from Lady Candice?” she asked, innocently.
”Ah…” Henry stuttered, his expression morphing into a small pout. ”Not lately, but I’m sure she’s doing okay. Just busy with work.”
”I am sorry to hear that. I know she makes you happy.”
To this, Henry didn’t respond; he only smiled sheepishly.
Silence permeated the warm air as Ethiriel worked in silence while Henry watched from the side. A lot of their time together was filled with silence, but it was never truly awkward for either of them. Henry knew that it was just part of Ethiriel to be soft spoken or silent and he never forced her to speak up unless she felt like it. The Frei greatly appreciated this, and always offered an ear for the more talkative human. It was a decent relationship between the two that got better with time. She never saw him as a father, but she saw him as her guardian, yet her equal. Henry never saw her as a daughter, either. If anything, they could have felt a sibling bond, if either of them cared to put it into words.
The sun was mostly down by the time Ethiriel had properly watered all of her plants, and the room was becoming cooler with the evening air. The room was a good way to stargaze, which Henry found himself doing at night when the others had retired.
Oh, how Ethiriel wished she could see the stars.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 12:57 pm
It had felt like such a long time. It was a rare, it felt, that the two of them just sat down and chatted. Ethiriel certainly couldn’t remember the last time they sat alone at the table like this, enjoying tea and water while partaking in small talk – which, to begin with, wasn’t one of Ethiriel’s strongsuits – but it was nice, and it was welcomed. The discussion wasn’t over one single thing, instead, branching out from one topic to another and hours passed in minutes. There had even been refills.
It was earlier that Henry had presented Ethiriel with the finished sunroom; it was nice and warm – a bit too much for the Frei at the moment, so the tour was short and the nurse made a mental note to install a fan or air conditioner for the tea Frei’s comfort before the room was to be properly used. She was impressed, however, and gave many thanks to Henry in return. They would check it out again once the sun went down and the heat wasn’t so strong.
”Have you told him yet?” Henry asked in regards to Ethiriel’s surgery. The man was pretty excited, looking forward to each little step that made Ethiriel more comfortable in her own skin.
Ethiriel shook her head gently, removing her fingers from the now tepid water before her. ”Gabriel has been quite busy, I am sure you have noticed. Do you think he has finally found a job?”
”There’s no telling! Maybe we can ask tonight when he gets home – he’s been telling me less and less about what he’s up to, so I hope it’s productive.”
”Indeed…”
What a shame; it felt like they were becoming friends.
”…”
Ethiriel rested her chin in her palm, her elbow against the table.
”Eth—“
”…”
”Ethiriel?”
”Hmm…?” Ethiriel hummed, her eyes fluttering as she lifted her head away from her hand. She must have zoned out – how strange. ”I am so sorry. Come again?”
”I was asking if you wanted to take Nedhudir on another walk once the sun sets?”
Nedhudir, who was otherwise silent under the table, lifted his head and sniffed Ethiriel’s ribbon before panting.
Ethiriel’s eyes trained on Henry’s necklace, her chin lowering back down into her palm. She gave a solemn nod, closing her eyes. ”Of course. I am also eager for our sunroom to be usable. I thank you, again, for that. It must have been such hard work.”
Henry laughed. He leaned back into his chair, pulling up his leg so that his ankle could rest on the opposite knee. ”Mordekai was a lot of help. I’m glad you and Aina were able to spend some time together while we worked. Maybe she can help you convert it into a greenroom, too?” His finger tapped against the wooden table. ”Or – I could help. Would you like to make a trip to the nursery one of these days?”
Ethiriel perked up, opening her eyes to stare at the nurse’s chain again. Nursery? She had heard about it before, though she momentarily thought about the day school for children… she scoffed at herself for the thought – they weren’t going to go buy children. Given the context, he was speaking about plants, so it must be the name for a plant store. Of course, of course. Without a word, she softly nodded her head against her palm.
”Sounds good, then!” Henry cheered, glad that she was on board.
It was then that they were interrupted by the sound of the front door unlocking, opening and then shutting loudly.
”Must be Gabe! Yo, Gabe!” Henry called toward the hall, leaning his chair back. ”We’ve got something to announce! Come in here for a bit, yeah?”
There was little response beyond the clattering of keys for several moments. When Gabe entered the room, it was at a slower gait than usual and he gave his brother a skeptical look.
”Announcement,” he repeated, sounding equal parts unimpressed and unenthused. The younger Knight sounded a bit worn out from whatever kept him busy that day.
Gabe rubbed his face and made a bee-line for the kitchen rather than a seat at the table. ”I'm gonna grab something to eat first.” After a second, he tacked on a short ”Hi,” towards Ethiriel.
Ethiriel, in return, offered a small nod.
However, Henry – not missing a beat – cheerfully continued.
”Yep! An announcement, alright! We’ve got some exciting news for Ethiriel all around!” he cheered, sitting himself up from his reclined position. ”Big, big stuff!”
The tea Frei lightly cleared her throat, her knuckles covering her mouth politely.
Without thinking, Henry offered Ethiriel a small, apologetic nod – but he was too excited about the news. When Gabe came back into the room, the nurse stood.
”So!” Henry exclaimed, his hands finding their way to his hips triumphantly. He waited for any reaction from his brother.
Gabe settled at the table with them with an empty seat between he and Henry, as well as enough leg room so as not to bother the dog. He didn't grab much, just a drink his allergy medication, and a small plate of reheated leftovers.
”So,” he replied dully, before taking his pills and downing them with water. It wouldn't take much more than acknowledgment for Henry to continue speaking when he was this pumped about something.
”So!” Henry repeated once more, his expression all too eager and happy. ”Ethiriel is getting surgery to fix her cataracts!”
There was little room to reply before he started up again, this time turned to Ethiriel rather than his brother.
”I got a call from Dr. Ong earlier today – Ethiriel, they bumped up your appointment from December to October! You won’t have to wait as long!”
The Frei’s eyes widened and her lips parted in shock. It took her a moment to process the information but a rare sight occurred; her expression lightened into excitement – toned down, but the general emotion was still obvious and it made her guardian smile.
There was a pause in the clatter of Gabe's plate. He looked back and forth between Henry and Ethiriel for a moment, then quirked a brow at Henry. ”When was this set up?”
”Sometime in April, shortly after Ethiriel’s checkup with the Lab.”
”April?” Gabe set his fork down. ”It's the end of June, Henry. Hell of a delay.”
Henry’s expression faltered a bit, fading from eager to surprised – the corner of his mouth twitched while still pulling up in a confused grin. ”I had honestly figured Ethiriel had told you, with the time you guys had spent together… Though that was just an assumption between how busy I’d been at the hospital and you being out of the house. I’m sorry neither of us told you sooner!”
”I apologize, as well.”
The annoyance in Gabe's stare at his brother lessened some with his apology. His attention flicked to Ethiriel once she issued the same and he was quick to avoid looking at both of them and return to his picking at his food.
”Yeah, surgery's not a priority or anything,” he muttered under his breath. After chewing through another bite, Gabe took a breath and returned to his normal volume. ”Cataract removal, huh.” It didn't quite sound like a question.
Henry’s smile returned, though his brows knit together sympathetically. The intention was never to hurt his brother, not ever, but it couldn’t be helped that they never caught each other at the same time anymore. The nurse watched as Gabe picked at his food until his own expression eased, and then he turned to Ethiriel.
”Your appointment is now set for mid-October. I’m amazed they were able to scoot you up; I bet you’re excited!”
”Indeed…” Ethiriel hummed. She was excited, of course, but her nerves tinged. Henry said that it would be easy and supposedly painless, but she couldn’t help her anxiety. She wanted to see… quite badly. Most everyone knew that. She wanted to experience the beauty that everyone else took for granted. Yes, she wanted this. She was excited.
”You’ll be a vision master in no time!” Henry teased.
Gabe grimaced at his brother's unyielding enthusiasm. ”Yeah, no time,” he added quietly with biting sarcasm. Gabe's blue eyes shot a warning look to Henry's green ones. So much for the nurse not wanting to get her hopes up about anything – he was practically building her a Jenga tower.
”All joking aside, I’m sure there’ll be no trouble fixing your eyes.” said Henry, his voice low and humble.
And of course the look was missed in the older brother's blind optimism. Henry's assurance only caused it to to intensify.
”Her eyes aren't broken.”
Henry hummed a small note of notice, his gaze finally meeting Gabe’s fiery glare. With a moment of staring, the man frowned. ”Of course they’re not. I’m just saying they’ll get rid of the cataracts.”
”You said 'fix' twice. You don't fix people.” With his glass and plate half empty, Gabe pushed his chair back and stood. He picked them both up, pushed the chair in with his foot, and lowered his voice to Henry, ”You know that.” Gabe carried his dishes into the kitchen, the sound of them being set onto the island easily heard from the open doorway.
Henry let out a rare sound: he groaned, rearing his head back and slumping his shoulders. ”I didn’t mean it literally, Gabe. Don’t do this right now.”
Ethiriel twitched.
Gabe didn't return from the kitchen or respond to Henry's plea. Only the faint sound of silverware told the frei what the younger brother was doing.
To Henry’s surprise, it didn’t seem like Gabe was about to argue. He turned to Ethiriel, giving her the most apologetic and sympathetic look he could muster, even though she couldn’t see it.
”The other news is that I’m going to have slightly fewer hours. ‘Means I should be home and be able to spend more time with you regularly.”
His tone was far less excited.
Ethiriel nodded, making no effort to even catch a glimpse of any silver decorations. ”I look forward to it,” she said rather flatly. To be honest, she wasn’t upset by Henry’s wording, not at all, but Gabe’s reaction to it put weight into the conversation.
Things were quiet for the next several moments until the careless clatter of dishes in the sink sounded. Gabe turned out of the kitchen and away from the table without so much as glancing at either of them as he made for the hall.
”Good luck with your surgery,” he said, hurried and tired, but it didn't carry hostility like Gabe's snap to Henry did.
”Thank you,” Ethiriel replied with little hesitance. She didn’t expect a response.
Floating higher above the chair, the Frei maneuvered her way around the table and placed a hand on Henry’s shoulder. ”You meant no harm.”
”Yeah…” Henry watched the arch of the doorway Gabe had exited through. ”I know.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 6:21 pm
”Henry?”
Looking up from his book, Henry glanced to Ethiriel with a spoonful of goulash hovering near his mouth. ”Yes, Ethiriel?” He then took a bite before setting the utensil back into his bowl.
There was a brief pause then as Ethiriel thought her words over – once again, Gabe wasn’t at the dinner table with them as they ate. It felt like so long since they had actually had a “family” meal, the three of them. The Frei eyed where the younger of the Knight siblings would usually sit before looking back to her guardian.
”There is obvious conflict between you and Gabriel,” she started, setting her own food down lightly onto the table. There was a soft ‘click’ before she continued. ”He seems to become upset at the littlest things. Is there a reason as to why?”
Henry exhaled through his nose, though not loud enough for there to be a huff. He tapped his fingers against the handle of his spoon, which made a clinking noise against the ceramic bowl. ”Well…” he started, trailing off with a sigh. ”We actually used to be really close, believe it or not.” Another sigh as he rubbed the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb.
”But something happened.”
The nurse looked back up at Ethiriel with a pained expression.
”He… changed when we were younger. He got extremely sick; pneumonia – and that’s when I decided to enter the medical field, but that’s an entirely different story.” Pushing away his bowl, Henry paused. ”He became so bitter when he recovered; it was like he was an entirely different person. More jaded would probably be the better word. His immune system is out of whack and he now has a tendency to get sick really easily, as well as being weakened.”
Ethiriel nodded. That would explain quite a lot.
”I’m not really sure what happened between us; we used to be so close. Maybe it was that I was perfectly fine and healthy while he had to sit and suffer for so long.” Henry trailed off, exhaling again and tapping against the table. ”I have no idea, to be honest.”
”That was no fault of your own.”
Henry’s expression was torn as he glanced up at Ethiriel; his brows knit upward but a smile remained on his face. ”Thanks,” he said, sitting up in his seat to adjust his back. ”Sometimes I daydream about the way we were when we were young. He looked up to me and I loved every minute being around him.” He trailed off again.
Frowning, the tea Frei silently ran a finger along her tarnished fork. So even Henry didn’t have a proper answer for the way things were. It was quite sad, and while she wished to comfort her guardian, Ethiriel didn’t have the words other than, ”I’m sorry.”
”It’s okay,” he said after another pause. Henry reached for his bowl and began eating again. ”He’ll come around someday, hopefully. I think he’s just bitter.”
”Do you know why he has been gone so often?”
”Job hunting, mostly. I think he wants to get out of this house…” Henry said, his voice lower than before. ”I suspect he’s bar hopping despite his condition, but what can I do; it’s his life.”
Ethiriel nodded and continued her own meal, as well.
She really wished she could know more about Gabe from more than just her own perspective – which wasn’t much to begin with. He was so singular, and while they had spent some time together, it wasn’t much. The times that they were out of the house together were quite nice; his mood seemed to improve when he wasn’t cooped up doing the same mundane things over and over again. Perhaps she would ask him for another walk soon. Would he accept? Or would he turn her down, much like he was quick to shut his brother down. No, she shouldn’t think that way about him – assumptions were terrible things to make and she didn’t want to be in Henry’s shoes with them.
It was no secret that Henry’s assumptions got him in trouble
Maybe he would like to go on a walk with herself and Nedhudir? Then again, there were his sinuses; the collie wasn’t too bad about shedding but there was also the crazy amount of pollen this time of the year. Perhaps… perhaps it wasn’t a good idea anyway. There was no telling if he would want to do it, and part of Ethiriel was afraid of being turned down – it was the worst-case, but it still frightened her a bit.
Glancing up toward Henry, Ethiriel gave out a silent sigh. She was always doing this to herself; overthinking.
Maybe… maybe one day Gabe would be open to talking about what was wrong. Maybe he would open up to her, like she was opening up to him? Again, assumptions, but the Frei couldn’t help but let her mind wander.
She just wanted to be friends.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 6:54 pm
”I’m ready when you are,” Henry said, a relaxed smile spread across his face.
Ethiriel was nervous. While nothing had ever gone wrong with practicing on herself, there were so many potential dangers to this. She didn’t want to hurt Henry, especially now that they were finally becoming close – something she never had with Leo. She tried to meet her guardian’s eyes, or at least where she thought they were, as her hands shakily reached up to meet his face. Trembling against his cheeks, Henry brought his own hands up to lightly wrap around the Frei’s wrists.
”Don’t worry.”
Swallowing hard, Ethiriel nodded her head and calmed her hands. She could do this – aside from the time it took to soak back in her silver, there was nothing she had done to endanger herself when she practiced alone. Sure, Henry couldn’t take in the silver that Ethiriel released – only she could – but if Henry was comfortable and nothing caused her to panic, surely nothing would go wrong.
With a deep breath, Ethiriel finally muttered, ”Okay.”
Fingers gently pressing into Henry’s skin – and within moments, tendrils of silver crawled along the nurse’s face. They didn’t wrap into his hair, stopping just short of his hairline and spread around. Ethiriel watched in awe as Henry’s face revealed itself to her, the face of the man that showed her more kindness than any human. It pained her that she had no point of reference, no way to compare his face to others, but he was still handsome in her eyes despite this.
It was nice seeing someone’s face.
Ethiriel’s brows knit upward and she bit her lip, her expression sad despite her contentment. She quickly pulled her silver away, at least as quickly as she could manage, before removing her hands from Henry’s face entirely.
”Is something wrong?” said Henry, his voice tinged with worry.
”No,” Ethiriel replied, taking in another deep breath and closing her eyes. There were so many details she couldn’t see with this method. No facial hair, no beauty marks or other distinguishing features; just a plain face. She wanted a better look, a look that even close proximity couldn’t give.
Soon, she figured. Soon. Now that her surgery was closer, sight was soon within her reach – this thought got her through the day.
”To be honest,” Ethiriel started, her voice a little shaky despite her calm demeanor, ”…I… It is not the fact that I am blind that is such a bother to me. It is that… I can see. Far from well, but I am able to see the eyes of those I am close to, figuratively and literally. I can see nothing else, as my vision fails me.”
Henry ran a hand through his hair.
”If I could not see at all, I feel as if this would not bother me so.”
”But you can see a little, and it’s like your sight is teasing you.”
The Frei nodded after a short silence, mimicking Henry’s movement without realizing. ”It is something that taunts me daily,” she confessed, brows knit tightly.
”It’ll be fixed, soon.”
“Fixed.” Ethiriel chuckled silently under her breath. If Gabe were here, another fight would surely occur. The word didn’t bother her so much as the context, but she never found herself upset over it. She secretly agreed – she felt broken. She was born the same as all the other Raevans, yet she was damaged from birth. It didn’t bother her until the idea of sight was more common than what she knew.
”Everything’s gonna be all right,” Henry said, reaching a hand out to gently lift Ethiriel’s chin. ”Things’re gonna be all right.”
Ethiriel smiled. ”I know.”
Henry then pulled her into a hug – Ethiriel took it gratefully, resting her head against his shoulder as he gently patted her back. The Frei removed her branches and crown, allowing Henry more room for his hand to move.
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