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 Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2015 6:52 pm
Glitnir had kind of sucked at his Knightly duties ever since the encounter with his Shadow. Sure, it was understandable that he was depressed at the revelations of things he knew all along but kept hidden, but for the time being he had more or less been sucked into a vortex of self-contemplation. What did it mean to be a guide? How was he supposed to arrive at a stance on the war's numerous issues? How could he learn to comfort people in a way that wouldn't get him thrown halfway across a youma train? Ultimately, there were more questions and less answers than he was comfortable with. A Page aura glittered somewhere in the distance, and despite his moping, Glitnir saw fit to approach it. Perhaps, by starting at the very beginning, he could begin to find answers to all those questions. Parue Sorry for the delay on this!
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 12:38 am
Edens past few weeks had just been.... horrible. Trying to hard to get Caledonia... Caledonite... whatever... getting him back to himself... and loseing Rannoch, whom had only been a page for like... a day? Eden felt like a complete and utter failure. And on top of that, she has hugged a nega. Like, just straight up hugged a nega, first meeting, and probably creeped the guy out. More than likely he was right now, spreading the word how there was this short page running around accosting shirtless men of the negaverse.
The thought made her head hurt, and filled her with a stark horrified embarrassment.
She just felt extremely low... she couldn't keep a fellow page safe long enough to even really introduce him to the world that he was nor a part of... couldn't keep herself safe, and apparently had all her damn sense fly right out of her head as soon as tall British men look sad and vulnerable.
She paused, sensing an aura come closer, and wrung her hands around the metal of her lantern, guiltily, her body language showing just how guilty she looked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 1:07 am
While there was no way for Glitnir to really know who he was approaching, he somehow only felt a little surprise at finding out that the Page aura belonged to Eden. "Eden? What are you doing here?" It was a silly question to ask, particularly when the poor girl looked deeply unsettled about something. "Is something wrong? You..." Word choice, word choice. "You don't look right." Dammit. Glitnir probably didn't look right himself; a bit paler and more tired than usual, at least.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 1:17 am
When Glitnir appeared she suddenly felt two things at the same time, with an almost startling intensity. Happiness, because Glitnir was her mentor, and she enjoyed any moment she spent with him, and deep shame at how much she had failed at being a page, because she just KNEW how disappointing he would be if she told him how much she kept screwing up.
She felt herself wince at his words, and she tried very very hard to keep it together. Eden, unfortunately, was an upset crier. But she knew this about herself, and she was DETERMINED to keep it together in front of her beloved teacher. So instead, she ended up looking extremely wide eyed, her eyes extra shiny as she tried her hardest not to blink because once you blinked with watery eyes, there was no stopping the crying.
" N-nothing much. " A quiet trembling voice.
nothing wrong.
Just fine.
" I.... I just really suck at being a page.... " She said, her voice quiet as she looked up at him, and she suddenly felt very lost.
" Is there any way that this lantern made a mistake? Like... maybe I'm not supposed to be a page... and that's why I keep messing everything up? " She sounded suddenly very young, much younger than her 21 years. She was looking to her teacher to justify her failure.... maybe is was a cosmic joke, that's all.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 1:45 am
Oh no. Something was very, very wrong indeed. Eden was going to start crying and Glitnir was going to be at a loss because he sucked at comforting people. Shaking his head, he put a hand on Eden's shoulder. "No, stop. Don't do that to yourself. Besides, if you suck at being a Page, then I suck at being a Squire, and my scales made a mistake, too." Gesturing to a bench a short distance away, he added, "Let's sit over there and figure out this suck business," and began to guide her over.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 2:00 am
Edens shoulders gave a tiny tremble. Did she have the hiccups? A second little tremble. He put his hand on her shoulder and she looked up at him with big green eyes, and suddenly flared with horror. " Oh, n-no! Your a wonderful Squire! Don't s-say that! "
The only goo things she had learned, were things he had taught her. In all honesty his instructions in sparring were probably the only reason she hadn't derped her way right into death already.
Glitnir guided her to the bench, hand on her shoulder, and she felt misery well over her. " Its just... I k-keep messing everything up! The only things I don't are because of the things you taught me... I thought I was getting better, but I'm just as useless as I have always been " And she hiccuped again, a quiet wet little miserable sound.
" Your strong, you have your stuff together and everything. " And by stuff, one could assume this was a conservative eden-self-censoring of the phrase got your s**t together.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 2:24 am
Glitnir shook his head again. "No," he said quietly as he sat down on the bench. "You can't assume that everyone has their stuff together just because you think they're better than you at something. Let me tell you about something on my Wonder." He paused and idly scratched his neck; the bruise from his Shadow's chain had healed, but it was an easy sensation to bring back to mind. "There's a device on my Wonder called the Shadow Box. When you open it, a copy of you called a Shadow forms, but it's more than just you. It's you with all the things you try to hide or deny. "I had to face my Shadow not too long ago. It talked about how I never came to a stance on all those things I asked about, how I was bad at comforting people, how I couldn't be an adequate guide if I didn't answer some questions for myself. I didn't want to believe it in the moment, but the more I think about it, the more I realize it's right. I did all this research and then didn't do anything with it." He made a small huff before continuing. "Maybe it's okay to not know all the answers. But there's really no excuse for using 'I don't know' when people need to be guided. People can get facts from anywhere, but true guidance... you can only get that from people who really know what they're doing."
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2016 10:21 pm
She sat on the bench, her feet only touching the ground if she pointed her toes, and looked up at him with big sparkly eyes. But she listened, even as she kept hiccuping, though at least she wasn't ugly-crying or anything, she didn't need Glitnir seeing her like that. She listened to his story and felt a tiny quiver of fear. She did not think this Shadow Box was something she would ever want to deal with. Glitnir's magic was hard enough to deal with.... that just sounded.... no thank you.
" Glitnir you do what you think is best for others, I haven't ever seen you do anything else. And your guidance is probably the only reason I'm not dead by now, you know? " She tried to not think about it to much though. " It IS okay to not know the answers to everything, because lets be honest... I don't think there is anyone who does? "
She was so tired of being small and weak, of hurting everyone around her by trying, but here was this great knight who did his best, and was hurting because he didn't think it was good enough. Unlike her, she KNEW he had done good in the world. She kept looking up at him, but it dawned on her, that sitting down like they were, the top of her head was even with his shoulders, so with a delicate sniff, she slid off of the bench to her feet ( Oh so discreetly wiping her face with her long kimono like sleeve )
She turned and stood in front of him, so closer her legs were touching him, but it put them at a similar height, which she felt gave more weight to her words if she could look him in the face. " Don't let the magic make you doubt yourself? You make me feel safe, and you taught me to fight. You are excellent teacher, and a wonderful guide " She gave a small watery smile, but even though she had wiped her face off, she simply couldn't completely shake the feeling of misery off of her, just focus on making sure she didn't drag Glitnir down into it as well.
" You are certainly more suited to it that I am. One day with a baby page and he was dragged off to the negaverse. He doesn't remember himself. He doesn't remember me. Because I failed him. You don't fail people, you keep them safe. " She said, touching his cheek, that small but sad smile still on her face.
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