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 Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 5:38 pm
He blinked rapidly as her question floated up to him pretty much out of nowhere blindsiding him a bit as he held onto her. The hand rubbing at her back paused a little. At least for now she didn't sound upset but...
What he would say could possibly upset her but then what ...could he say?
Kettil almost wanted to try and laugh off the question and shove it aside, dismiss it entirely but then again it never felt right to just do that to her. He just drew her in as close as he could and moved to rest his head on hers, "Lar, I dunno if you really wanna go into this," he said quietly at the risk of hurting her feelings or even just pissing her off in her injured state.
"I dunno...She's fun to talk to? Spirited and funny." He muttered quietly as he just closed his eyes. A lot of these qualities sounded familiar though his heart seemed too stubborn about placing a name on why or who. "We just talk real comfortable like." Like we used to.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 6:00 pm
That comment made Lark's brow knit as she thought more about the reasons behind that. It was pretty safe to say that Lark wasn't thinking clearly or this conversation wouldn't be taking place. Not at all. It was true that she didn't talk to him like they'd used to be able to talk. It was just to difficult now that she'd come to terms with the way she felt about him. She'd just taken too long, and now he was interested in someone else. It really was her own fault. It wasn't Freya's fault and it wasn't Kettil's fault. She could hardly blame him for having feelings for Freya. After all...
"She's gotta right set of knockers."
Indeed.
"N'long pretty hair."
That was the truth, fair enough.
"N'wings."
All of these things Lark could not lay claim to. Lark sighed, eyes creaking open to peer into his darker green ones. A slender hand lifted to trace along the tattoos that graced his arms.
"I'm sorry, Ket," Lark mumbled. "Fer upsettin' ya all this time."
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 6:23 pm
The list of descriptors given off about Freya made him pause and he held back just barely though he was a bit amused by the fact that she mostly noticed the breasts of another ghoul than anything else. He shook his head, "If it was about all that then, honestly I'd have gone for Leena still."
Leena had bigger knockers. Maybe no wings but she had bigger knockers and slightly longer hair.
"I also like Freya ... cause she's been honest with me. Always honest. She never once lied to me about anything at all." He added after a moment or two. Sometimes he couldn't help but feel that Lark has been holding back on him especially as of late. Perhaps he'd just been imagining it.
He let out a soft sound and just tilted his head to where he could stare down at her, "Lar, I forgive ya. Always do always will but I want you to remember...No matter where I roam off to it'll always be coming back to you and even then...I'd rather you walked by my side cause ... it gets lonesome out there on my own."
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 9:32 am
Of course Freya had always been honest with Kettil, Lark thought for the briefest moment. Freya hadn't had almost a lifetimes worth of friendship to lose by being utterly honest. It was so frustrating to think that she herself was the only thing holding her back from being honest with Kettil. What if she told him how she felt about him, right now? What if she was just utterly and completely honest with him? Would that fix everything? Would it make everything better again?
That was a risk that Lark was not willing to take.
She sighed softly against his neck, blinking rapidly to hold back the tears. It was a good thing he couldn't see her face completely when she buried her face against him like this. It made it easier for her to talk, despite thinking about those deep, dark green eyes that she knew peered down at her.
"Even still. M'real sorry 'bout all this," she grunted, even though she'd already apologized just moments ago, "'s jest been kinda... hard. Readjustin' n'all that. An' ... y'got th'right t'have feelin's fer whoever y'want. S'jest that... I ain't like seein' y'hurt." She cleared her throat, growing more and more agitated.
"I love ya." Oh Jack. Her heart fluttered at the words she spoke. Her heart ached at the same time. Lark felt a little freer for saying it but.. he wouldn't take it the way she really wanted him to... which was good. It was painfully better this way. "Y'know, we're best mates. Always gonna be best mates. Lookin' out fer each other." Oh, nice, well done Lark. Way to go. "Like best mates do. An' I promise from 'ere on out I'ma do m'best t'get along w'Freya... or any other ghoul y'like." Just kill her now. Just. Kill. Her. Now.
These lies tasted horrible and bitter on her tongue, but to preserve her lifelong friendship with Kettil... Lark would do whatever it would take, even if it meant lying her pants off.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 4:19 pm
He just held her ignorant of any tears that threatened to spill out of his best friend's eyes and he just listened quietly before he uttered a quiet, "I know. I don't want to be hurt and right now I'm fine. You know me, smile through the pain."
Laugh as though nothing is hurting.
Kettil smiled a bit, "I love you, too," he said straightforwardly and openly to Lark but it also felt like he wanted to say more or add something on to that but it seemed as though there was nothing forthcoming just yet. Like there was some sort of force making his mind go blank despite what he wanted to do or say. "I know you'll do your best."
The situation felt almost like a relief but at the same time...
He shrugged it off and simply held Lark closer to him with a soft sigh. This was screwed up.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 4:34 pm
Lark gave a sharp nod. Tears threatened to spill over but Lark refused to let them fall. Never would she let Kettil see her cry, not like this. The few times he'd ever seen her tears had been due to the incredible harshness of her father. If she cried now, she'd never be able to explain them away, not without utterly lying to him, or even worse, spilling the truth.
She couldn't keep acting the way she had been -- doing so would only end the friendship she had with Kettil, and that was the last thing she wanted to do. She'd be lost without him. They'd shared so much throughout their lives, and at the moment his friendship felt like the only thing she had going for her at this terrible school.
Time for a topic change.
"Y'regret comin' here?" Her tone was strained and held forced amusement, but it was safer to talk about.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 4:54 pm
"Nope," he said simply as he moved to rest his head against hers as he smiled lightly. "I missed you like crazy. It was like missin' an arm and stuff. I was glad when I was given the chance to come to be with you again."
Sure Freya was a major bonus as well but mostly he missed Lark so bad he didn't know what to do with himself anymore. After years and years of having Lark nearby the sudden absence messed with him a great deal.
He wanted to just stay here like this forever. Could they just do that?
"Do you regret me bein' here?" He asked quietly.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 3:00 pm
She could have gone into a long diatribe about how much she'd needed him here, how terribly the days had dragged on and on without him. Lark could've just punched him in the arm for suggesting such a thing. Kettil's words struck a chord deep in her chest, though, and the only thing she could manage to say was one single, softly-voiced word.
"Never."
She could never regret him being here, not when it had been what she'd wanted all along. Even if there was Freya, it didn't matter. He would never not be her best friend -- and if Lark never found the courage to admit her feelings to him, at least she would always have his friendship.
"It means a lot that ya would come here t'be near me again. I mean, I know it ain't th'only reason why y'come here. But." She cleared her throat, feeling bold enough to finally lift her gaze to meet his. "Yer here. We're t'gether again." Her voice was quiet and if he had any inkling about how she felt -- if he knew what to look for -- there would be a hint of emotion gleaming in her bright green eyes.
"S'all that matters, yeah?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 3:19 pm
He listened to her talk quietly and soon as she looked at him with her eyes there was an odd sensation that shot through him. An emotion which stirred within his chest for a second as his face leaned toward hers before he seemed to stop himself.
Best Friends don't kiss. Best Friends don't date. Best Friends don't...
There was a faint, faint brush of his lips against hers - a quiet pleasant shock went through him though he ignored it as leaned to kiss Lark on the forehead and cursed at his near mistake. There was a few seconds where everything would have been ruined. Their friendship and everything they built - he was convinced it would crumble if they took even a step toward what he had almost done.
"That is all that matters," he murmured quietly against her brow. If he saw the emotion behind her eyes there was no hint of it beyond what he had almost committed into doing earlier.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 4:35 pm
Lark followed as he pulled away, blinking rapidly when he pressed that kiss to her forehead. It had only been a faint, chaste kiss between friends but it was enough.
"Ket. I just want to tell you that I..."
Wait. No, no. He'd just given her a friendly kiss. An innocent, friendly kiss. Almost brotherly, at least the kiss on the forehead had been.
"...m'glad yer here." She almost choked, turning the strangled sound into a cough. "An' I'm tired now. Alla yer yappin' keepin me up," Lark joked half-heartedly.
"Jest lemme get a few hours'a sleep n' I'll be right as rain," she promised. She wouldn't sleep. She'd just lie there in silence thinking about what had just happened. Her first kiss. He'd never kissed her on the lips before. She'd never been kissed on the lips before. And honestly? Despite all the angsty emotions that Lark was battling with?
She wouldn't have traded her first kiss for anything in the world.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 4:58 pm
The situation was probably all that much better when he didn't apologize for it but then he didn't even acknowledge it either. He didn't lean back in when she followed or do anything else. He just let it be and hoped she'd do the same.
It is better this way.
"I'm glad....we're here," he said back at her simply with a small smile and when she said she wanted to sleep he only nodded. Yes, this was a moment between them where ... it was probably better to let sleep interrupt. Maybe it'll go away maybe it was just a dream. There was already so much sudden awkwardness between them they didn't need more.
Kettil fell silent now. Quiet as his mind just doused itself with thoughts there wasn't a moment too long before sleep took him feeling weariness from the day just wash over him like a sudden incoming tide. Next thing Lark would hear was quiet breathing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 2:04 am
The music once again goes quiet all over campus, and in the silence, the turning of gears growls and grinds deep underground seems louder than ever. And then even louder until the air is vibrating with the thunderous rhythm. The forms of defeated foes soon begin to waver and then...not quite dissipate, but rather turn misty, into a fog of sorts. The wisps of their remains travel outward and upward, until the sky above the school is dark with the restless fog.
Some students may find it...familiar. And when the clockwork cacophony shifts and twists, subtly, ever so slowly into a chorus of terrible, dark whispers...it becomes very familiar indeed.
The air is soon full of hundreds of voices, a speaking at once in a maddening hum of confusion, anger, and a crushing, mind-numbing loneliness.
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