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 Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:02 pm
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGGH!!!"
The map case was heaved ruthlessly across the room, slamming into the wall loudly before clattering to the ground, joining a plethora of other objects that had met the same fate. Other things quickly followed suit, thrown to all corners of the room; papers, notebooks, clothes, trinkets and wooden jars. She wasn't worried about disturbing anyone...really, she wasn't worried at all.
Alex was blind. The rage that had filled her was unlike anything she'd known, a tearing and rending force of anger, sadness, betrayal and longing. She swung through emotions like a twisting river, desiring the cold man, hating him, wanting to cry and wanting to leave the school and HIM. He had become her bane and her strength, and she was currently resenting him for it...that arrogant doctor and his crippling past.
The anger took her again, and she chucked one of her knives viciously over the bed, although thankfully it was sheathed. She released another beastial cry of rage and pain, unsaited in her wrath.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:16 pm
Alex hadn’t been there today. Now granted his track record for such area wasn’t COMPLETELY spotless, but Alex not showing up had Greg a little worried. Besides it wasn’t like he had to make some long and out of his way journey to go and check on her. Nor was it like it was something that he wouldn’t do normally. (Frankly he sort of wondered if the whole ‘Ehh… she’s not here I should go and see if she’s alright.’ was just an excuse to leave and go and talk to Alex… Not that he would tell her that he was using her as an excuse or anything…)
But as Greg neared her room he was pretty sure that he could hear Alex yelling. That or Javalin was trying to cut a diamond and throwing everything that wouldn‘t work around, or Irame… He wasn’t quite sure why she would yell and throw things.
Anyway he went up to the door, which he was quite sure was hers not only because of the name near it, but also because of the racket going on in it, and knocked. He didn’t know if she could hear him thought all the noise that she was making inside the room, but it was the polite thing to do… Or it seemed polite anyway, as he only knocked and then immediately proceeded to open the door.
“Alex,” he said, looking into the room, “Are you okay? I could hear you out in the hall, and you weren’t in work today… I wanted to come and see if things were… you know… alright.” He said, offering her a smile, but feeling rather stupid with the way that he was saying things.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:24 pm
Alex snapped her head towards the door, a box in her hands and over her head to be thrown, frozen in position as Greg was suddenly in her room and speaking to her. She had long since shed the white overshirt and was wearing just the blue tank top and rumpled jeans, now barefoot with her hair down. Quite frankly, she looked somewhat crazed, and truth be told, she felt half mad.
The box was heaved, crashing into the opposite wall as the woman rounded on the red-head, her very obvious anger seething from her eyes. "YOU," she hissed, stalking towards him like a territorial animal. Shoulders tensed and her brow darkened as she approached him, the words falling from her mouth with weight and sharpness, "YOU know your brother. What the HELL is wrong with him?! I've given him everything...and he throws it in my face. WHY?"
The last word was all but howled as she buried her face in her hands, her fingers clawed with her rage. She didn't want to be angry, least of all at Greg, not when she loved him as she did. He was, unfortunately, the only real link to Kenth she had outside of the man himself, and he'd thrown up a brick wall. The desire to understand was tearing her apart. "I'm fine," she squeezed between her fingers, obviously very much NOT fine, "just dandy. How're you?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 8:59 am
Greg nearly winced (but kept his smile) as the box hit the wall. People were going to be hearing this if they were nearby, and if they were curious at all they would come and see why there was so much noise. He really needed to calm Alex down, or at least get her to stop throwing things. Oh wait, it seemed that she had done that one all by herself.
He started to try to be… funny, maybe, or cute, and say ‘me?’ when she said ‘YOU’ but when she started to talk about Kenth, then he just shut up. She had said the magic word the word. The name that made him unsure of how to really talk, and how to continue. He just watched her as she spoke, still smiling, though not as much, and waited for her to finish.
“I’m sorry, Alex, I didn‘t know... And I don’t know Kenth, not that well. You’ve probably talked to him more than I have in years. He’s a good person though, despite what he says and the walls that he puts up. He’s really quite nice.” Hopeing that he wouldn’t be pelted with a box or other flying object Greg picked his way through the thrown mess on the floor and to Alex. Hesitantly he reached out, and put a hand on her shoulder.
“He probably really cares about you, he’s just…” Greg shrugged, he wasn’t even sure how to put it, so a shrug was good enough for him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 10:08 am
"He's an idiot," she practically whimpered, hands dropping from her face. Her expression was miserable, her eyes lost. "He thinks he's alone...but he's not. I can't...I can't make him understand, if he just looks over his shoulder, I'll be there for him as long as he'll let me." Alex's mood seemed to be settling on the sadness part, her shoulders slouching as Greg put his hand on her. She felt very small in the middle of the dregs of her anger, and it had worn her out quite a bit.
"I asked him about you," she murmured quietly, taking a small step towards him, "why he acted the way he did. Because...he called you a good man." Alex hoped, in the midst of her darkness, that the words she was sharing would bring a little light to the red-head. She took another tiny step towards him, "Said you're one of the few good people in the world. I didn't understand him, because he sounded so upset, and I asked..."
Another step, and she was slowly extending her arms to him, afraid her tirade of wrath might have made the man not want her near him. "...he said so much, and so little. No answers, though, just...a lot of hurt and anger. I'm sorry." Her last words were mumbled, still seeing Kenth's dismay, his anger, something like realization and...something else in his eyes, something she'd never seen. Alex closed her own eyes as if trying to shut the icy doctor out, practically against Greg but not touching at all, which was something unusual for the woman.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 8:03 pm
Greg reached out, and wrapped his arms around Alex. Her throwing things around wasn’t enough to deter him from hugging her if she needed it, and after hearing what she had just said he could tell that she needed it. For a moment he simply stood there, hugged her, and laid his cheek on the top of her head.
“Alex I…” He started, but then stopped. Once more he was at a lose for what exactly to say. Opening and closing his mouth a few times before he figured out exactly what it was that he wanted to say made for a little pause before he started to really talk.
“You don’t have to apologize. Not to me, and not to Kenth, but just understand that he’s not doing any of this intentionally. It’s not his fault that he can’t see you behind him, because if he could see you, he would appreciate you. He’d be a fool not to; and I don’t think that my little brother is a fool.”
The whole he said that you were a good man, one of the few good people in the world issue was much harder to approach, and he didn’t for a moment. He knew that it wasn’t true. He knew that he, HE of all people couldn’t be a good man. After all if he was then Melinda would still be alive, they would have had their child, Kenth would still be with the family, he would have been a better son, a better husband, a father… Had he been a good man then he wouldn’t have made Kenth leave, he wouldn’t have made him hate the sight of him. There was obviously something horribly and irreparably flawed with him, and Kenth seemed to be the only one able to see it for the gaping imperfection that it was.
It was just that he could fake it, he could pretend well enough that people would think him good, think him nice. Wouldn’t see the flawed thing under it…
“I… I’m not a good man, and I don’t know why Kenth would say that. He’s the one that knows it the best. If I was a good man then he wouldn’t have left. If I was a good man, then a whole lot in both our lives would be different...”
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 8:35 pm
She quickly nestled against him as he drew her into his arms, returning his embrace with a tight one of her own. Of course, Alex had just called the doctor and idiot, and so contradicting Greg that Kenth wasn't a fool seemed a little silly. Instead, she was more than content to rest her head against his chest, listening to his voice rumble beneath her. Her eyes fluttered closed briefly, absorbing his warmth, momentarily soothed by his presence.
At his last statement, however, the woman actually smacked him on the back, as well as she could in her position. "Knock that off," she growled, hugging him even tighter, "you just said your brother isn't a fool. We both know he's brilliant. If he said you're a good man, then believe it. I for a fact know that you are; most people wouldn't spend a year with a crippled little girl." There was an edge in her voice, an angry heat that suggested she was both disagreeing with his sentiment about himself and not liking that she had to bring up a moment of weakness to prove her point.
"You are the kindest, warmest, big-hearted man I have ever met, Logan, and so help me, if you try to tell me otherwise I will start throwing things again."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 9:20 pm
Greg was surprised when Alex smacked his head, or at least he assumed that it was a smack. She had a little bit of trouble getting to his head while still holding onto him with one arm and him still hugging her. He listened to what she said without interuption.
How was he supposed to interrupt? How was he supposed to say that the reason why she thought that he was so nice was because he was simply trying so very hard to cover up the mistake that he couldn’t find and that Kenth wouldn’t tell him? Any way that he thought about saying it only made it sound as if he had spent that year with her out of guilt, which it had not been…. At least not all of it.
“First off I thought that the time with you was some of the more fun time that year, and most people would certainly have done what I did. Second please don’t start throwing things. I don’t think that your poor room deserves punishment for things that I might say.” He stated matter of factly. “But what I said stands. I really can’t be that good of a man because good men don’t drive their little brothers away and make them not talk to them for years. You try to tell me that that’s normal.” He said looking down at her sharply. “All the other stuff… it can be faked, with enough practice.”
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 10:01 pm
"ROMPICOGLIONI!" the woman hissed, swearing venemously in Italian. Alex pulled out of that safe and warm embrace, hating it but hating his words even more. She crossed her arms over her stomach, the motion looking more like she was hugging herself, or cold. "I bet you can't tell me what you could have possibly done to chase him away! Can you? CAN YOU?" She was bristling again, but it was because she didn't believe for a second that he was a bad man. No, she had met...many bad men, worked for them, hunted them down, and he was not one of them.
"HE said you didn't do anything! If you value his opinion so much, why wont you listen? AARGH it must be a Renalds trait!" She turned and kicked a book sharply, narrowly missing the window. Her whole body trembled as she reared on him again, snarling, "Is Georgie like this too? Because I'll spare myself the agony by beating the merda out of him on the first meeting!"
This made her pause, and a strange expression flitted over her face; it was like she was trying to grin and scowl at the same time, and it just wasn't working neatly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 10:18 pm
Greg sighed and clenched his hands at his side. “Of course I can’t tell you what I did, if I could tell I would have made up with Kenth before. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but Kenth does. He was always good with spotting mistakes.” He didn’t want to have to explain this all, especially not to Alex. He would really like for Alex to still like him at the end of the day, and so far the people he cared about had a nasty track record of either dying or disliking him.
“If he says that I didn’t do anything wrong, then did he say why he left, by any chance? Or did he just get up one day and decided that he wanted to go? He and George are just fine. They’re both good people, and you don’t need to bother beating anything out of either of them. George might just beat himself up after seeing you anyway. He knows that you would win, even with your hands tied behind your back.” He said, trying to not smile as well, but just biting his lip and pretty much smiling around that.
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 10:37 pm
Alex started to smile, before cursing and scowling again. Damn that man and his ability to do that to her! She was mad and she wanted to stay that way!
"No. In fact, he was quite possibly the cruelist to me he'd ever been. But he had good words for you." Ah, being angry expended so much of her energy, it was no wonder she preferred to be cheerful and happy all the time. It was easier, and this was simply draining her, these constant shots of wrath and sadness. She rubbed her face tiredly, sighing into her palms. "Sweetie, the only thing I see wrong with you is you inability to see the goodness in you." Alex hadn't been anticipating Greg's sour look on himself, and it threw her off of her tirade. "You were my world then, and you are still dear to my heart after all these years. It hurts me to know you think so little of yourself."
She tried to frown at him, but lost the battle. A warm smile gently curved her lips instead, although it showed just how worn she really was from her encounter with the younger Larine. "I can't stay mad. Not with you around. I just can't." Alex walked back to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and shoulders, burying her face between them affectionately.
"Damn you."
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 12:52 pm
“Remember how when we were kids the little boys who liked some girls would always be extra mean to them? Maybe Kenth never quite grew out of that. It’s not uncommon for people who skipped grades to be a little socially maladjusted.” He quipped, smiling down at her. Oh it was a stupid excuse, and a stupid thing to say in general, but it was something to say. It was even, in his option, a little funny, which was something that the two of them needed right now. Sitting down and discussing why Kenth was mistaken when he said good things about Greg and bad things about Alex, while something that Greg would have done, was not something that Alex needed right now. She needed calming down and cheering up. And Alex was coming first then.
This also made him stop from commenting about the whole inability to see the goodness in you thing. Oh he could see the goodness. He could see what goodness he managed to fake out there just fine, it was just that that was it. It was all acted and forced and not really him. His goodness was because of the fact that he wasn’t good, not really, and he wanted to be good. He didn’t think that Alex wanted to hear him say that.
“Well I’m glad that I can help you feel better.” He said, hugging her closely as well. “But it’s probably just all the hugs. Really, we should start make all the professor give them out.” He laughed and and gave her a little squeeze.
“And damn you too.”
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 10:14 pm
She was quiet through his first words and laughter, closing her eyes against him with a faint chuckle. His suggestion of implimenting hugs from the teachers made her cringe and laugh at the same time; the idea of receiving a necessary hug from Dante or Kenth was just too outlandish. "I'm content with just yours, if y'don't mind," Alex murmured softly, squeezing him back in return. "The others kinda scare me."
Of course, Kenth was not included in the list of people who made her want to flee at the idea of being at the mercy of their hugs, but she figured that went without saying. She smiled to herself at his mutual curse, absently toying with the longer strands of his hair with her fingers. "I'm sorry about all this," she said solemnly, shifting a little, "this mess, what I said...putting you on the spot like that. I lost it. You didn't deserve that. And don't you dare tell me you did." She added the last part in a growl, only partially joking.
Another tight squeeze. "You've always been like a guardian angel to me. Always there when I need you the most. Thank you."
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 10:51 pm
Alex’s words kept the smile on Gregs face. He could have protested, and really he should have. He was sure that the other teachers wouldn’t be all that happy to find that they scared, even in some small way, Alex. He wasn’t quite sure how they would feel about the hugs, some of them probably wouldn’t like the idea either, some of them might. He was fine, however, being the only one to give Alex hugs for right then. Right then being the key term because he was sure that soon his younger brother would be giving her hugs as well.
“Don’t worry about it.” He said, tilting his head towards the room and the mess that was in it. “I know that everyone needs someone to talk to, and sometimes they can lash out. Besides you listned to me before, didn’t you. If nothing else then this is just the least I could do for that.” As he spoke he briefly ran his fingers though her hair as well.
“And if you’re not going to let me say that I deserved this, then at least don’t thank me. I didn’t do anything that a normal person wouldn’t have, and you can’t say otherwise. I know that you would have done the same, and George would have, so would have anyone here.
“Besides, you’re important to me. The least that I can do is make sure that you, out of everyone, is still okay. I have to take care of at least you and George, and you’re right here. If I can’t make sure that you’re okay, and try to make you feel better when you’re feeling bad, then I don’t need Kenth or anyone else’s help. I would be able to tell that I was a bad person just from that.” He gave her another little squeeze, just to show that he really meant it, and just to reassure himself that everything was alright now. “Besides, I think that Kenth was the one that was an angle this Christmas.” He half muttered under his breath.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 11:16 pm
"I'll say otherwise all I want! You know better, Georgie and I aren't normal!" She was laughing, still curled against his neck and shoulder, kicking her feet playfully. "What normal person would go through the lengths I have to get this far, huh? What normal person would have left you all those years ago? Tsk, any normal person would do this more often just for one of your hugs."
It was true. Most normal people would have been flocking over Greg. Not that she didn't find him attractive or adore him, but her heart was firmly in the grasp of a man who didn't want it. No, Alex was NOT normal.
She huffed a little. "You're important to me too, Loggie. You're one of the only people I don't mind taking care of me, 'cause, hey, even crazy little hellcats like me need a little sweetness." Another quiet chuckle, and her head was practically laying against his shoulder, her anger and tirade having drained her. The woman was practically falling asleep on the poor man. Alex either missed the last part or chose not to comment on it, saying instead, "We didn't make the rules, we just play by them. I'm lucky to have you guys in my life. I count those blessings." She smiled again, finally lifting her head to press a doting kiss on the red-head's cheek.
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