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 Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 5:37 pm
At Tybalt's question, Vidya merely stared. Her empty eyes seemed to focus on him, and only him...almost as through she could really see him. Her mouth was dry, her heart was gripped with panic, and her mind reeled with possible answers. Moments passed, and she liked her dry lips before replying.
"She did say, actually." Vidya said slowly, her gaze lowering. "And I'm not happy with it at all..." She lightly moved her drink to the side, keeping tabs on the edge of the table with her pinky to make sure the cup didn't fall to the ground. "I...I want to prove her wrong, and I want to do it on my own. I don't want any help...if I asked for help, it wouldn't be recreating what happened, and then I couldn't prove her wrong." It probably sounded crazy to him, or at the very least confusing but...it made sense to her. The blue skinned tale couldn't tell Tybalt the truth...because then he would try to be nicer to her to save his own life. That wasn't recreating what happened, and then Miren would be right. Tybalt wouldn't do that to her anyway! "So please, I don't want to talk about it anymore." Her hands had clasped tightly in front of her on the table.
"Really? There was different or strange nothing before or after that?" Brushing off the topic of Miren once more, she looked up at him, though her eyes couldn't seem to focus as they once had. "Must've been nice." At least then he wouldn't have to deal with crazy accusations like having your best friend murder you.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 2:21 pm
She was hiding something from him, openly, because of the events of a past Tybalt couldn't begin to guess at; he already disapproved. Vidya wasn't the kind to keep secrets, especially from him. His eyes narrowed as they met her eerie blank ones, but he nodded after a moment of contemplation. "I could order ye t' tell me," he reminded her, "an' I will, if I see this...whatever it is becomin' a problem. But yer secret's safe fer now," he assured her, patting her clenched hands with one of his.
Different or strange...those were apt descriptions, but Vidya wasn't the only one with secrets to keep. "Nope," he said. "Only strange thing that happened was I went to bed a lot smaller'n I was when I woke up th' next mornin'. An' aye, s'nice enough--'cept fer havin' t' lug these things around," he said, raising his wings slightly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 6:17 pm
Tybalt's reminder struck her as though he'd done it with his own fist. Her blank stare was wide; gaping at the scribbling aura that was her Captain. He threatened her. It wasn't an outright threat, but it was enough for her to prickle...and enough for something inside her to stirr again. This wasn't right! Tybalt was her friend and there he was, threatening to use his position over her to know every little thing about her. It just...wasn't right.
The teenager's gaze then fell, absently and coincidentally coming to rest on their hands; his big, downy hand patting her own freezing cold fist. Vidya wasn't paying attention to him anymore; her gaze was more distant than usual, occassionally contorting, though on a minute scale, as she struggled with herself...with her own thoughts. Her cold hands slowly retreated, drawing silently towards her body.
Then, at the last second, she drew her cold digits back into fists, slamming them down on the table and standing up in the process, her long hair swaying with her sudden movements. Her tea, which had been no doubt forgotten, bounced on the table yet never tipped over, each drop landing squarely back into its confines. "Thats not fair!" She cried out, more than likely interrupting him if she had in fact been listening to him.
"Capt'n, You can't do that! You know everything about me and you think you have to know everything about me! Thats not fair! I don't know everything about you; you won't tell me much of anything about you. Am I not allowed to have my secrets, too?!" She burst out, tears starting to well in her eyes, her face contorted between despair and anger. Sidestepping, she grabbed her coat and pulled it from its resting place on the back of her chair, managing to get around the chair without a problem. Her gaze was on the floor, the anger in her face fading until all that remained was despair, disappointment.
"Tybalt..." Vidya breathed out his name, using it for the first time in his presence since the day they met. "I would do anything for you, Did you know that? Anything, at a moment's notice. If you told me to wait, if you told me that you had something you HAD to do on your own...I would wait. I would let you do what you had to do, and I would be there for you the second it was over. I put my complete faith in you, and I have from day one...I just wish you would show me the same courtesy..." Trailing off, she turned away from their table and walked out, tracing her steps from when she came in to prevent herself from tripping on anything. She just...had to get out of that place, into the fresh but cold air.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 7:31 pm
Tybalt jumped, startled, as Vidya smacked the table, his hand instinctively reaching for a dagger that wasn't there. His eyes grew increasingly wider as she burst into an emotional rant. His ever-rising sense of indignation at her not-so-baseless accusations mixed with reluctant guilt as he spotted the tears in her eyes, and he watched, dumbstruck, as she left the shop. Left him.
A round of applause coming from the other patrons of the shop, who had witnessed the whole thing, shocked him out of his stupor. He turned to glare at them, angry and embarrassed at being made a spectacle of; the cashier, long-used to his often surly moods, simply flicked a towel at him. "Go after her, already!" she said, flicking a towel at him.
That spurred him into action, and he grabbed his jacket from his own chair, struggling to maneuver it over the unfamiliar form of his bigger wings even as he darted out the door after Vidya. Luckily, she hadn't gotten too far ahead of him--a few quick strides brought him to her side, and he roughly grabbed her arm to prevent her from moving further.
"Wait," he snapped even as he turned her to face him. "I never demanded yer little secret outta ye--hell, I said ye could keep it! I just don't wanna see ye hurt by it!" He took a deep breath to quell the anger that wanted to explode out of him; he wasn't mad at Vidya, not really. On the contrary, he was grudgingly impressed by her display of backbone. "Ye're clumsy, Vidya, and ye're impulsive, and now, apparently, ye're blind. I can appreciate that ye want t' do whatever it is ye want to do all by yerself, but I won't stand idly by if I see ye're in trouble, regardless o' whether or not ye'd like me to. I...care about ye too much t' see ye hurt," he admitted reluctantly, his grip loosening on her arm. "An' I don't care how 'unfair' ye think that is."
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 7:36 pm
She was so lost in her own thoughts she didn't hear the clicking of his talons on the cold ground. She hadn't realized that he was even chasing after her until his hand clasped around her arm. Startled, the tale was about to turn around when she recognized the snapped command. Needless to say that stopped her from facing him on her own. In the end, the only reason she did turn to face him was because he physically turned her to do so.
Still, she was amazed he actually went after her. She had more than likely embarassed him in that coffee shop, and the Tybalt she knew didn't take well to that sort of thing. Coming after her was the last thing she expected, but however touched she may have been by the motion, his opening lines was enough to make her bristle with anger once more.
"NOT true!" Vidya hissed out, though the hiss died on her lips as his sentence was finished. After that she went quiet, listening to what he had to say without looking at him once. Clumsy, impulsive, blind...those made her flinch, however true they were...and the defiant look she'd tried to hold broke with his reluctant words. As soon as his grip loosened on her arm she jerked it away, withdrawing her limbs closer to herself for a moment, then widening her stance, her arms folding across her stomach.
"You're right, I am all those things...but this is the first time I've wanted to do something totally on my own! I've always had you there with me, I always had a family member. Now I want to do something by myself and keep it a secret, and you threatened to ORDER me to tell you!" Her anger was rising again, her fingers clinging into the thick fabric of her jacket. There was a pause where Vidya closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm herself down.
"I understand your point, don't get me wrong...and I'm so happy that you care for me." Her eyebrows drew together as if in pain, slowly easing before she spoke again. "But...if you cared about me so much, couldn't you ask me as a friend when the need arose, instead of ordering me as my superior?" Slowly, she opened her eyes, resting them on the aura she recognized as Tybalt. Vidya looked pleading now, as if so much rested on this answer. Really, he had no idea how much actually did rest on it.
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 11:29 pm
"Can ye blame me?" Tybalt asked, his arms flung wide in exasperation. "Here ye want t' go off an' do this all-mysterious thing by yer lonesome, can ye really blame me fer bein'--" suspicious stalled in his throat, and he swallowed it back, "worried?" His feathers ruffled both figuratively and literally as his narrowed eyes met her own blank ones.
Tybalt sighed at Vidya's plea. "Of course I could," he responded, his voice hoarse as he tempered his lingering anger with unfamiliar gentleness. "Y'were me friend before y'were me first mate, give or take a few minutes. But if I asked ye as a friend rather'n a superior, would ye answer me anyway?" Worry gnawed at him, his fingers flexing in useless retaliation. This thing she was keeping from him must have been important, if she was questioning his friendship over it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 2:33 pm
"No, I can't!" Vidya shot right back, and although it was a funny way to agree, defiance still bubbled up in her words and actions. Her hands were balled into fists, both lingering around her waist. "I've never DONE it before, but I want to do it now! You of all people should appreciate that there should be SOME secrets at least, since you've kept lots of things from me. I KNOW you have!" She was blurting things out now, not really thinking before she spoke but at least...it was what she felt, deep down.
Relief flooded over her the moment he said he could ask her as a friend. So much had been riding on that answer and...though it wasn't a definate answer, it did make her feel better. ""...You big dummy..." She whined at him, unclenching one hand to wipe her eyes. "Of course I'd answer you if you asked me as a friend...but not right now, I can't right now." There was a pause, but her arm didn't move from their spot across her eyes, her head slightly lowered. "My whole WORLD revolves around you, Tybalt...I don't know what I'd do if I lost you..." Sniffling a little bit, she lowered her arm from her eyes, letting it hang limply at her side once more. "So I promise you right now, that sometime in the future I'll answer you if you ask me as my friend." But not right now. Something was still there, nestled into the back of her mind and slowly eating away at her...and until she felt comfortable enough, she wouldn't, no, couldn't, tell him. "Please, be my friend, not my Captain...and let me keep my secret for a little while longer...I promise I'll tell you one day...Just please. As she made her promise, she dragged her finger over her chest, making a little invisible "X" there, crossing her heart to complete her promise to him.
Vidya looked tired now, tired and defeated. Her resolve was crumbling. She didn't really want to fight him anymore, but there was some miniscule part of her that was happy she'd gotten the backbone to yell at him like she did, to storm out on him and to generally act like she never had before towards him.
"I must have embarassed you back there, in the Cafe." She said quietly, after a moment or two of silence. "You can hit me if you want, I know you must want too. I promise I won't hold it against you..." But she wasn't going to apologize.
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