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 Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 8:04 am
 I love you, you love me...
Keegan tackled him. He had things to say.
First, on the subject of love.
He pointed at the place where Taranieth had disappeared into the woods, then pointed to Patrick, then laid a claw on Patrick's chest, above his heart, making a 'what-about-those?' face.
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 4:27 pm
I want you to trust me...... and by the morrow, I shall have implemented my plan to try and help you do that. Patrick blinked slowly, uncomprehending as he watched Keegan's movements. It did not help that he simply wanted to hide at this point, to be alone and wallow for a bit.
But he straightened his shoulders and spread his hands helplessly. "I don't know what you're trying to say, Keegan..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 11:42 am
I love you, you love me...
Keegan drew a stick-figure in the ground, with long hair and exaggerated pointy ears. Then a heart, then a stick-figure wearing glasses.
Then he drew them both in reverse order, and left a blank square where the heart was. His glare said - Clear enough?
He pointed at the space.
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 2:29 pm
I want you to trust me...... and by the morrow, I shall have implemented my plan to try and help you do that. "I'd rather any love confessions came from Taranieth - in his own time - rather than being told by someone else."
The young man sighed heavily and sat down across from Keegan, picking up his own stick and producing only random squiggles as he spoke.
"I get it. You know Master Taran's heart, know what he wants and needs, but you don't know me or any of the above things about me.
No doubt all you - and Taran - do know about me is that I'm a touchy human that lies well."
His head raised and he stared at Keegan. "Correct?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 6:47 pm
I love you, you love me...
Keegan wondered how dense the boy could be not to realize that the fae was madly in love with him. He snorted. Humans.
On to the next question.
This was going to get a little touchy. He pointed to Patrick's groin, then Taranieth's picture. As in- How does that bit of you feel about him?
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:00 pm
I want you to trust me...... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...? "K-Keegan!" Patrick stammered, blushing madly as he fought the impulse to cover his groin. Then he swallowed hard and took a deep breath.
"Thankfully you haven't been there when we cuddled, otherwise you'd know how that area gets when we're like that..." he muttered, looking away with his face turning a deeper shade of red.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:05 pm
I love you, you love me...
Keegan had to grin at that. Patrick could be pretty cute when he blushed... for a human. It seemed, though, that he could think of nothing else to ask, at least for now.
So he gave him an affectionate pat on the head, and mimed going away.
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:10 pm
I want you to get you to trust me...... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...? "Keegan... I have something I need to tell him, and... I don't know whether he'll investigate or just accept it the way I see it - not as if I'd expect him to find something different to what I believe but... I need to tell him and have him listen to everything anyway."
He finally faced Keegan, the first time he had during his mumbling speech.
"Before we marry I mean..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:18 pm
I love you, you love me...
This preamble was boring.
Keegan made a motion that, roughly translated, ended up as Spill the beans.
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:22 pm
I want you to get you to trust me...... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...? "Right, I'll go find him then - I know he'll tell you later, anyway but... I can't quite manage it right this second. I'd not tell him if I spoke to you first..."
He stood and sprinted in the direction Taran had gone, tears glittering in his eyes before he swallowed them. He would not cry, not over that b*****d! He swore to himself.
"Taranieth, where do I go?" He called out, glancing around.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:41 pm
I love you, you love me...
Keegan flew after him, and tugged him over to a tree. Soon they were inside, and Taranieth stood. "Keegan, I hope that you are not responsible for these tears..." the fae warned. Keegan looked over, surprised, and shrugged to Taranieth.
"Patrick, darling, what in the world is the matter?" he asked,, kneeling in front of him and catching his hands. With a pat on the shoulder for them both, Keegan slunk away.
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:50 pm
I want you to get you to trust me...... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...? Patrick shook his head wildly, eyes closed. "Not Keegan's fault. T-T-Taran... I have to say something and please tell me you'll listen and try not to interrupt - need you to know it b-before we marry..." he whispered, trembling violently as he squeezed his eyes closed to keep any tears inside.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 1:22 pm
I love you, you love me...
Taranieth sighed. "Let's sit down at least." he said, and he settled in an armchair, pulling Patrick into his lap.
Soon to be a family!
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 3:54 pm
I want you to get you to trust me...  Patrick bit his lip. He didn't want to sit that close to Taran when he said what he had to, but he couldn't seem to help leaning into the Faery, needing his support - even if he didn't deserve it...
"I-I m-m-murdered the - the Doctor..." Patrick mumbled, unable to see Taranieth as he'd turned his head away.
Then he paused and turned to stare directly into Taranieth's eyes. "Not the current Doctor in this village - she's a lovely woman a-and I would never hurt her."
The young man swallowed heavily. "I didn't lie about her teaching me about poisons, or my carving of wooden animals. B-but it took me a while to trust her, a-after-!"
His throat closed up and he felt like the words wouldn't come, instead they intended to choke him: he couldn't speak, his eyes blank and not seeing Taran.
... but how do I do that when I can't entirely trust myself...?
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 7:33 pm
I love you, you love me...
This sounded bad, but Taranieth was determined to sit it out. He was rather honored Patrick chose to trust him enough to tell him this, if saddened to think him a murderer.
"That was nothing like what I was expecting, but please, do go on." Taranieth said, his strained voice showing just how hard he was fighting to keep faith. "But surely you must have had some reason?"
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