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* Meghan walks into the Hall and gets a bottle of wine and two glasses. She goes and sits at a table and pours herself a glass and waits for Kevil * Kevil opens the door and looks around. When he sees Meghan, he smiles and comes fully into the room, shutting the door carefully behind him. "Greetings, bright star. I hope you have not been waiting overlong?" * Meghan smiles at Kevil "No I just got here a moment ago. Please sit * Meghan pours him a glass of the wine * Kevil sits at the table with Meghan and takes a sip of the wine before smiling at her. "What can I do for you, then, Lady?" * Meghan takes a sip of her own wine before beginning <Meghan> Do you remember I was telling you about Sissra. The elven princess? * Kevil nods. <Meghan> Well yesterday I saw here. Well her spirit. She asked me to go find a piece of magic for her. In a castle north of here. <Kevil> ::looks surprised:: The princess spoke to you? And is sending you on a... a quest? * Meghan nods to him <Meghan> And she told me I should ask you to come along ::smiles slightly:: * Kevil looks even more surprised. "To come... along? On your quest?" * Meghan nods to him still smiling <Kevil> Did she say why? <Meghan> Well she didn't want me to go alone. She thought you would be good company and I think protection. <Kevil> ::raises an eyebrow:: I wonder how much she knows. ::he looks into the depths of his wine for a long moment, then takes a drink before looking back at Meghan:: Are you sure it is really Sissra? * Meghan nods to him <Meghan> I watched her come from the stone. <Kevil> Ah. Well, that seems most certain, then. A quest, ordained by the spirits... ::he smiles ruefully:: I had thought I might rest from travel for some while, but it is not to be. When is the trip to begin? And how long to take? <Meghan> We are going to leave sometime next week and it may take a month to a month and a half <Kevil> All right. ::he eyes her cautiously:: Bright star, is... is all well with you? * Meghan nods to him her face becoming concerned <Meghan> Why do you ask? <Kevil> You seem... less happy than usual. ::he shrugs and half-smiles:: * Meghan glances down into her wine and then back to him * Kevil reaches across the table and touches her hand gently. "I only wish to be your friend, bright star... If you have some concern you wish to speak, who better to hear it than your friend, d'va?" * Meghan nods <Meghan> I have been holding in a lot of anger over things that have happened to me. Last night all that anger came out. I am somewhat a mix of emotions right now that I am having a hard time keeping control of <Meghan> I'm somewhat scared of how I feel, and how that is projected to others. ::she reaches out and gently places her hand on his:: especially people who are close to me <Kevil> ::takes her hand in his and looks sober:: How is it that you feel, bright star? What... projections do you fear? <Meghan> Mostly my anger I think. Last night ::she pauses and trembles slightly:: Last night I got very angry at her. IT was not just because of her it was anger at so many things that I just put on her. The sadness that I caused her ::she stops looking away tears welling up in her eyes:: * Kevil reaches out and places a finger under her chin, gently turning her head back to look at him. "A friend worthy of the name, bright star, will understand. You have been under great strain. Suffering a great deal of... confusion, in your heart, as well, yes? That it should build up and finally pour over is no great surprise." * Meghan nods to him wiping her eyes with the back of her hand and smiles a bit <Meghan> I just need to learn better control is all <Kevil> ::shakes his head:: You need to learn to allow yourself release, before it is too late. * Meghan nods <Meghan> I need to learn to control it and keep it from coming out so forcefully as it did last night <Kevil> ::nods:: And you must learn to trust your friends to help you, yes? ::he considers her for a moment:: Will you tell me, bright star, what is hurting you? What is your confusion and anger? ::he smiles slightly:: Even Lady Zoya will tell you I am an... excellent listener. <Meghan> There was a lot of anger from what happened to me while I was kidnapped. Also my frustration over Vallel. I love him and he just wants to be friends, which I understand but ::sighs:: well I love him. Then last night Michelle told me things about herself that were not easy for me to understand or accept <Kevil> ::eyes widening:: You were kidnapped? ::he lifts a hand:: Forgive me. I do not wish to pry, d'va? Only to help... ::he sighs, considering:: <Meghan> ::smiles:; I know Kevil. It is much easier for me to talk about now than it has been. <Meghan> A mage kidnapped me to get the stone I have. He took control of my mind and took all my memories from me. In so many ways that was much harder for me than the man who worked for him who forced me to have sex with him * Kevil listens with sympathy until she mentions the rape. His eyes grow as hard and cold as obsidian, though his hand on hers is still gentle. He spits a soft epithet in a language unknown. <Meghan> When I came back I kept all my emotion inside me, pushing it back to the shadows in my mind and heart. But ever since the party and my empathic abilities coming out I have not been able to keep them down. And last night they...well they exploded * Kevil closes his eyes for a long moment, breathing deliberately deeply. When he opens them again, he is calmer. "I am... amazed. I had known you had strength. But to withstand such a thing..." He shakes his head. * Meghan smiles at him her face softening <Meghan> If it wasn't for Vallel I don;t think I would have made it though emotionally. Xarroch saved my body and Vallel saved my mind from death that night. <Kevil> ::At this, a light seems to dawn for Kevil:: Ah, I see. * Meghan takes another sip of her wine <Kevil> ::speaking carefully:: There are, where I am from, many different words that translate here as "love". ::he smiles softly:: Glossaria and I were near to blows over the difference, in fact. For instance, the word that means... emotional intimacy - such as only the very closest of friends or lovers might share - is "shavala." * Meghan nods listening carefully <Kevil> And the word which speaks of... *physical* intimacy, though there is a degree of caring implied, is "lina". The words combine, if there is both sorts of intimacy: "shavalin." <Meghan> That's beautiful Kevil <Kevil> ::stepping even more carefully:: In... in the place I am from, it is that... marriages happen in... in groups. ::he's not quite looking at her:: The word translates better as "circle", but there is no such... ::he sighs, and looks down into his wine:: It is not necessary for all members of a circle to feel *shavalin* toward each other - only *shavala*. ::he grins somewhat:: A point of which I think Sir Marten was not aware. * Meghan s eyes widen a bit as she begins to understand <Meghan> You are from where Zoya is from right? <Kevil> Ah... The same world, yes, though Zoya... was raised travelling, adopting and discarding cultures as she encountered them. <Meghan> Were you two ::pauses looking curiously at him:: married? <Kevil> ::swallows, and forces himself to meet Meghan's eyes:: Zoya and I were joined in a circle, with Darin. Yes. ::his eyes close briefly in pain, then open again:: With Darin's death... ::he sighs:: Zoya has declared the circle broken, her love for me that of a sister to her brother. <Meghan> oh Kevil ::her fingers close around his:: I'm sorry <Kevil> ::he half-smiles:: It was not... unexpected. We parted ways some eight years ago, and I did not expect to see her again. It was only... we had a... sort of link, between us. And last year, it disappeared. In fear, I... imagined my regard for her to be greater than it was, and I came to... ::he grins somewhat weakly:: She has always been wiser than I. * Meghan nods to him <Kevil> She is, I begin to think, right. My fears allayed... ::he shrugs and half-grins:: ...and I am charmed by a pair of green eyes, d'va? * Meghan flushes slightly and smiles <Meghan> I'm honored at you attention * Kevil smiles to see her smile, then chuckles. "I am glad you find it an honor. Sir Marten was... somewhat beyond offended. I had feared you might feel the same." * Meghan shakes her head <Meghan> The attention is very nice, especially from someone so attractive <Kevil> ::he chuckles:: Thank you. But what I had meant to ask, bright star, was whether your feeling for Vallel was *shavala*, or *shavalin*? Or whether that is the source of your confusion itself? ::he smiles:: Were this my home, there would be no question. You and he and Lady Glossaria would set up a circle, and all is as it should be. Here... ::he shrugs and sighs:: Things are not so neat. * Meghan thinks for a moment laughing softly at his suggestion of a circle <Meghan> I do find Vallel attractive, but my love for him is much more of the heart than of the body. We have been very careful to not become physically close <Kevil> ::nods, then eyes her shrewdly:: This trip... is as much for you as it is for the princess, is it not? * Meghan nods to him <Meghan> I believe Vallel and Gloss should be together. I need some time away to let my heart get over him. <Kevil> ::nods:: * Meghan smiles brightly at him <Meghan> I think Sissra was very wise in picking you to come with me. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better Kevil. * Kevil smiles back at her. "And I you, bright star." <Meghan> Michelle is going to come along too. So it will be the three of us <Kevil> ::raises an eyebrow, then smiles:: Despite these... unacceptable things she told you? ::he grins:: It cannot have been so bad, then. ::he nods:: Do we travel on foot or ahorse? <Meghan> They were not. I just had a hard time understand them. ::pauses and thinks a moment:: I had not thought about it. We should probably sit with Michelle and decide all the details soon. <Kevil> ::nods:: Perhaps tomorrow evening. ::he stands, and offers her a hand up:: May I escort you home, Lady?" * Meghan nods taking his hand lightly <Meghan> I would love that |
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