SaDiablo Hall, Dhemlan, Kaeleer
Jul. 31st, 2011 08:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wwiiiTraining. Studying in Kaeleeran Court protocols, poring over any information that he could get his hands on regarding sanitary setups for new settlements in untamed territories, digging around for maps that could help Warren get a better idea as to where they were, and where they were trying to get... It was fairly safe to say that, when Warren wasn't busy running himself ragged in Kaeleer, trying to get budgets to balance and to work out supply options that weren't going to explode in his face, he was spending practically every waking hour training.
His teeth ground together as a stick whipped around, smacking him in the ribs with an audible crack.
Some types of training were easier than others, especially when he was running himself to the ground. He was tired, and it was starting to show. That wouldn't be so bad, if the person that was seeing it at the moment wasn't a sadistic Eyrien with a stick.
With a wince and a ruffle of feathers as he gasped to get his breath back, Warren straightened up and raised his stick again.
[For them what are in Kaeleer!]
His teeth ground together as a stick whipped around, smacking him in the ribs with an audible crack.
Some types of training were easier than others, especially when he was running himself to the ground. He was tired, and it was starting to show. That wouldn't be so bad, if the person that was seeing it at the moment wasn't a sadistic Eyrien with a stick.
With a wince and a ruffle of feathers as he gasped to get his breath back, Warren straightened up and raised his stick again.
[For them what are in Kaeleer!]
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Date: 2011-08-01 09:29 pm (UTC)Mostly just that he hadn't flown much, and had initially been hell-bent on hiding his wings. For like a week.
"And you know how hard it was for me to say much of anything, then. Like any time I opened my mouth, I might accidentally say something that could take this amazing thing and break it to pieces."
So... Shy, after all. And possibly paranoid.
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Date: 2011-08-01 10:22 pm (UTC)But she remembered that flight, a chilly day in late winter or early spring. She'd told him about Eyrien tag and flown around with Ben for a time. "But that was ages ago," she protested. "You were still a newbie back then!"
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Date: 2011-08-01 10:33 pm (UTC)And if she wanted to get really flaily and protesty, he could get into how the crush had started when he was still dazed and staring around the welcome picnic.
"Do you have any idea how afraid I was of people finding out what I was, back then? But you didn't just talk me out of that harness, you talked me into the sky."
Kind of a big deal.
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Date: 2011-08-01 10:37 pm (UTC)DENISE, but the principle was the same.Or something.
As it was, she was shaking her head. "You would have gotten there," she said. "I did what anyone would do. I saw you were hurting and told you this was a safe place. Mother Night, I was just excited to have someone else to go flying with."
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Date: 2011-08-01 10:43 pm (UTC)KARLA WAS TAKEN AT THE TIME. DENISE HAD SAID SHE'D DO HIM. HE WAS SEVENTEEN. FUCK YEAH!"What anyone would do, Karla?" He was giving her that look. That 'my dad tried to strip me of my wings and my entire world would rather I never existed' look. "Really?"
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Date: 2011-08-01 10:53 pm (UTC)HARRUMPH. DETAILS.It was a very eloquent look. "Well...anyone at Fandom." She thought about some of their classmates. "Almost anyone at Fandom." And a few more of their classmates. "A decent number of people, anyway."
She leaned up to give him a kiss to distract him from the number of corrections there. "The important part is, it worked."
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Date: 2011-08-01 10:58 pm (UTC)If somebody had told Warren-at-seventeen that he was going to be half as confident as Warren-at-nineteen was, he probably wouldn't have believed them. And he still had a long way to go.
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Date: 2011-08-01 11:10 pm (UTC)Well, if he was going to claim a kiss, Karla would have to steal another just to keep ahead in the tally. "I guess this means we're going to Fandom?" she asked when she finally pulled away.
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Date: 2011-08-01 11:14 pm (UTC)"Just for a little while," he promised. "Depending on how much rest you let yourself get."
... They were going to be gone a while.
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Date: 2011-08-01 11:28 pm (UTC)But that didn't mean she couldn't get some of her own back.
"You'll help me with that, right?" she asked, peeking up at him from under her lashes. He liked when she did that, she knew.
"...We can spend nice, relaxing evenings playing cradle together."
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Date: 2011-08-01 11:33 pm (UTC)"... I can hardly wait."
Undeniable evidence that Warren loved Karla. A lot.
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Date: 2011-08-01 11:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-08-02 12:04 am (UTC)Just so long as he was the one providing the refreshments for the game, however, he would find some way to cope.
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Date: 2011-08-02 12:20 am (UTC)Also, if they played strip-cradle, she was far more amenable to getting distracted and calling it quits for the night.
You're welcome, Warren.
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Date: 2011-08-02 12:27 am (UTC)Because it would help Karla relax. Naturally.
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Date: 2011-08-02 12:58 am (UTC)NOT ANYMORE YOU CAN'T, BUNNY-SAVER"You're so kind and thoughtful that way," Karla said, dimpling.
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Date: 2011-08-02 01:10 am (UTC)NEVER AGAIN WILL WARREN HAVE MERCY ON A RABBIT."Only for you," he decided, and then stole one more kiss for good measure.
Because dammit, if he was going to be playing any incarnation of cradle, he was demanding advance payment in kisses.