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 Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:03 pm
Arielle was confused. That was obvious. She did not know what was happening or what was going through Lin's mind. It was obvious that it was something that had changed since the young elf had been at Bai Ching, and Arielle did not know what to do about this change.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:06 pm
Very suddenly, Ophiuchus was on the wrong side of the bookshelf. He hadn't walked, or phased through, he was just instantly three feet over, right next to Lin.
And he hugged her. She needed it. Hugs were the best medicine ever created.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:07 pm
Arielle just stood, at a complete loss of what to do, and watched. Mentally, she both wished this man luck and hoped that he realized what he was doing was quite inappropriate.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:12 pm
{{Quite inappropriate... lol!}}
At first, Lin fought against Professor Akakios's arms. She struggled to get out of his arms and then hit against his chest. When it didn't work and Akakios continued to hug her.
Then, Lin started to shake and sob in his arms. Her arms fell limp at her sides and she cried against Ophiuchus's chest.
"He's gone...."
Her whole body went limp with complete grief and loss.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:18 pm
There, that was it, that was what Ophiuchus had been waiting for. That moment one someone stops struggling, and then started crying. Although, it did feel unusual to see Lin the one in tears.
He still didn't say anything, he just held Lin.
It didn't matter if it looked inappropriate. Lin was more than a student to Ophiuchus, no matter how mad she was at him, or how many crass joked Riser would crack.
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:21 pm
Lin finally wrapped her arms around her professor's waist and hugged him tightly. He was her anchor. He was keeping her from falling into the dark hole she felt was trying to suck her in.
"I... I don't know what to do... I don't know how to be here, at this school, without him."
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:37 pm
Arielle was not used to feeling useless and helpless as she did now. So, she decided to try and make something of it. She walked over to Ophiuchus and Lin and began to rub calming circles onto Lin's back. "You don't have to know how," she said quietly. "You can learn how, slowly, day by day. It's not an easy sort of knowledge. You may still feel his loss years into the future. It's simply something you must deal with, that you must accept, so you can continue to move forward in your life.
"You are still very young, Lin - " she smiled softly at her " - and you have much to learn, to see, to do. Don't let this stop you from growing. Let it help you."
((Gotta go now. Lekkre slaap! basically, good night, but in Afrikaans.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 7:59 pm
{{Gutten tag! biggrin .... I hope that's goodnight. lol. Don't remember a lot from my tour in Austria and Germany. lol. And I tweaked just a little bit of what Lin said. I don't want the impression that she couldn't live without Dymetri at all. Just that she didn't know how to be at the school w/out him.}}
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 2:25 pm
((lol, that's actually 'good day'. 'Guten Nacht' would be good night--but don't trust my spelling! Ahaha, I'm only in German I, so. Yeah. And.. well, your tweaking doesn't really require a change in Arielle's speech... So, for now, I haven't changed anything.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 2:43 pm
((Then there's Guten Morgen und Guten Abend - and it's actually Gute Nacht, without the N, because Nacht is feminine.... I think. There's the nominative, accusative, dative, and possibly a possessive and/or genitive case.))
((-is in German 3-))
"There's no shame in grieving," Ophiuchus said kindly to Lin. "You've lost someone close to you." He looked at Arielle, and gave her a small smiled.
"Maybe, Lin... Maybe you should go back to Bai Ching for a little while?" He'd miss his favorite student, but... "You might feel better if you visited old friends."
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 2:47 pm
((...I wish I was already that far. But I'm in French III, too, so I guess it's okay.))
Arielle nodded at Ophiuchus' suggestion. "Yes! How would you like that, Lin?" She would love to have Lin back at Bai Ching, if only for a while!
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 2:49 pm
Lin felt slightly comforted by her headmistress's touch, but her words caused her cry harder. Years... This wasn't temporary, like she was still thinking it was. He wouldn't be back in a few days. He would be gone.... for the rest of her life...
Lin was so tired. She was beginning to cry harder, but her body was weakening. She hadn't slept in so long, her spring water was gone, and she had no food in her system. She started to feel a little dizzy, but it didn't last long. She felt her body shutting down, wanting to rest for awhile, and she just gave in. Blackness, sleep, would feel good for awhile. The last thing she heard was her professor and headmistress talking about Lin returning to Bai Ching. To go home for awhile. Home sounded so nice. Back to Bai Ching. She smiled as she gave into the blackness, thinking of Bai Ching as she passed out.
Soon, Lin's body went completely limp in Professor Akakios's arms.
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 3:11 pm
There were ways and ways to find happiness. In the past few weeks, she'd discovered just how easy it was to come by these ways. Though she would never admit to it, she still felt...tingly inside whenever she looked over and saw the big, dark man standing at the stove, armed with spatula and stained apron. She looked down at her own work, grinned at the ridiculous cookie cutouts she'd been making. Little Christmas trees and candy canes, snowmen and angels, gingerbread men and ornaments. There had to be tons and tons, she knew, to feed the hoarde who'd be coming soon enough.
"Danni, my one true love, are you almost done with that batch?" The dark man's voice seemed to echo throughout the room, and she turned, feeling that warmth in her gut once again as she saw his eyes on her.
"Da," She said simply, patiently, lovingly, before smiling and turning back to her baking. She'd found more than contentment here, more than happiness. She'd found love. And it would have to be enough.
In her sleep, she smiled, curling towards the warmth of Ambrose's shoulder.
It was over. Everything was over, useless, worthless. She made those around her miserable, disappointed the only people she'd wanted to make proud. It was best just to end it now, while her resolve was strong. It would be so easy, too. No one would notice she was gone, and no one would care even if they had.
Her mind was so calm, so clear, when before she'd been so clouded, so confused. She walked through the woods now, felt her hair blow around her face, not surprised when she saw it was its original auburn color and not the blue she'd dyed it.
She came to the cliff, the rocky, unstable cliff, where below sharp rocks jutted up over rushing water. She was just about to take that step when she heard that voice that had always made her so warm inside call her name. She felt none of that warmth now, only a cold, comfortable acceptance. She gave him one last smile, for he had given her things she'd never be able to repay.
And then she stepped off the cliff, closed her eyes moments before the pain. And there was pain, something she hadn't been looking forward but had accepted as well. The rocks went through her shoulder first, tearing, ripping at muscle. She didn't make a sound, feeling strangely detached even as a spike went through her spine, severed it. And she was mercifully already dead when her head slammed back and a rock went through the back of her head, wedging her among the rocks. And then...then there was nothing.
In her sleep, she cringed, shuddered, and Eldest sighed from across the room, looking out the window. "For every bit of light, there will always be that much darkness in her as well. I'd spare her from that if I could." He said, sighing once more before going back to his own thoughts.
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 3:18 pm
"Oh dear," Ophiuchus commented. Lin had deteriorated in a matter of moments and had gone limp in his arms. He gestured towards Arielle. "I get the impression you're someone very special to Lin - a teacher? I think this one is yours...."
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 3:53 pm
Arielle smiled. She took Lin from him gently. "Yes. I am her Headmistress. I think I'll just take her back to Bai Ching for now. Thank you, Mr...?" She paused, trailing off.
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