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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:42 pm
"Anywhere," Taryn sighed, shrugging softly. She leaned in to pick up the wrapped gift again and held it out to Roch. It was the least she could do. "Show me something new."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:45 pm
"Yeah, I can do that," he promised with a grin, taking the gift from her. He hesitated as he looked at the wrapping. "Um... sorry, I suck at unwrapping stuff," he said before ripping the paper off and seeing what was inside.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:49 pm
As far as Taryn was concerned, there was no proper way to unwrap a gift. It was only paper, after all! When it was all torn away, though, she felt a wrenching in her chest. This had been a dumb idea. He was going to think she was stupid and she'd ruined it all.
"I've... um. I've had it since... since I was really small?" Pat the Batling sat in Roch's lap, clearly well-loved over its relatively short life. The binding was ripping and the pages had worn where fingers would lay. A tarnished silver rose pin slid off of the cover, clearly placed there afterward and not quite in the same circumstance. Taryn's face went dark. "It's stupid, I know..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:52 pm
"Wow," he said, completely ignoring her. "Seriously? You sure you wanna give this to me?" he asked, looking at her. "All my books from when I was a scareling were burned... and burned again. We had scrag problems, y'know? So I never really got to read them--"
Then he looked at her, a strangely vulnerable expression on his face. "Could you... uh... nah, it's silly..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:54 pm
Really? Taryn's grin returned doubly and she leaned forward on her knees, getting closer to Roch. He liked it? Maybe he was one for sentimental goop as well, because that was really all it was... but it meant somthing to him? That was... was...
"What?" she asked, voice soft, head tilted slightly. He had played her a song and liked her gift, she would do pretty much anything.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:58 pm
"Can you read it for me?" he asked. "Just once, y'know? Cuz... well..." That sort of stuff hadn't happened to him when he was a kid. And sure, on one level he knew he was too old for scareling books like this, but like he'd told that ghost chick, once, he hadn't had it when he was a scareling, shouldn't he have the right to enjoy it now?
Plus, it was a lot like his gift for her. She clearly loved this book, right? Just like he'd loved his eyepod. It was... even trade, y'know?
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:10 pm
"Oh!" was all Taryn could reply with, stiffening as her eyes went wide. She'd never even read the book to a child, let alone her best friend. This, though... it could work. Even redder the ghoul nodded and gently took the book from him. "It's not... not so much a book in the traditional sense. I outgrew it fast, but I still liked playing with it. before my teddy it was my comfort object." She nodded once toward the old patchwork teddy scare that sat on her bed, definitely a new addition. She held the cover out to Roch then and smiled.
"'Pat the Batling'. It has a furry belly..." As if he couldn't see that himself.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 2:42 pm
He listened, giving her his full attention, or appearing to. But there was a slight hesitation in his mind, a worry that wasn't quite putting itself into words. Sure he had problems with his family, he was used to that, but...
He didn't like this. He didn't like it at all. She was one of the ones he had always pictured with a happy family life and parents that adored her, and tried to protect her, not blow up at her because she had a couple of friends.
It really sucked that he had no clue how to fix it.
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