James Tiberius Kirk (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
universal_charm) wrote2013-05-08 09:32 pm
universal_charm) wrote2013-05-08 09:32 pm
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Let's Try This Again [ Action + Locked Voice ]
[ Locked to Arya, Spock, and Emil - 90% Unhackable ]
Okay, so, seems Luceti doesn't want us hanging out at a camp site, but screw that, we're going this weekend. I still have all the stuff, so we're pretty much set. But, uh, Spock you're going to have to get yourself some other clothes. I still only have the ones we picked for your bitty self...
[ Locked to Spock, 100% Unhackable ]
Hey, I want to talk to you about something. Let me know when you got time, we can go down to Buffy's or something, get a drink, and talk there.
[ All of that done, it was time to go and run some errands and fill up his day - which suddenly seemed a bit harder than it should.
He could at least start by really getting back into his workout. It had kind of gone wonky the last few weeks. Don't even get him started on the last weekend. He could still hear that odd speech pattern in his head and it made him wince. How? How had anyone put up with that? And he had been posing, hadn't he? He was sure he had, because he remembered looking at himself in the mirror... and no. Nope. Not going there. He was going to the battle dome now and he was going to make use of it. He spent the morning working out against simulations and doing resistance training, the release of exercise endorphines sending a nice, happy tingle through him.
Eventually, he had to stop though and get some real errands done - which basically meant the grocery story because somehow that had become his job when it came to feeding two grown adults, a teenage girl, and a wolf the size of a pony. Seriously, you try telling that thing what it can and cannot eat. If it wants to eat, it eats. Which meant grocery shopping and hauling it all back.
But even with doing that, it left an afternoon partially open, and he wanted to do something new. And what might that be? Well... why not go to the barn? He knew they had one and had horses (it made sense since they had ponies, right?), and while he had never really been much of an animal person, it might not be a bad idea to become acquainted with another potential forms of transportation after all. That in mind, he headed that way, with a pocket full of carrots. Horses like carrots, right? ]
Okay, so, seems Luceti doesn't want us hanging out at a camp site, but screw that, we're going this weekend. I still have all the stuff, so we're pretty much set. But, uh, Spock you're going to have to get yourself some other clothes. I still only have the ones we picked for your bitty self...
[ Locked to Spock, 100% Unhackable ]
Hey, I want to talk to you about something. Let me know when you got time, we can go down to Buffy's or something, get a drink, and talk there.
[ All of that done, it was time to go and run some errands and fill up his day - which suddenly seemed a bit harder than it should.
He could at least start by really getting back into his workout. It had kind of gone wonky the last few weeks. Don't even get him started on the last weekend. He could still hear that odd speech pattern in his head and it made him wince. How? How had anyone put up with that? And he had been posing, hadn't he? He was sure he had, because he remembered looking at himself in the mirror... and no. Nope. Not going there. He was going to the battle dome now and he was going to make use of it. He spent the morning working out against simulations and doing resistance training, the release of exercise endorphines sending a nice, happy tingle through him.
Eventually, he had to stop though and get some real errands done - which basically meant the grocery story because somehow that had become his job when it came to feeding two grown adults, a teenage girl, and a wolf the size of a pony. Seriously, you try telling that thing what it can and cannot eat. If it wants to eat, it eats. Which meant grocery shopping and hauling it all back.
But even with doing that, it left an afternoon partially open, and he wanted to do something new. And what might that be? Well... why not go to the barn? He knew they had one and had horses (it made sense since they had ponies, right?), and while he had never really been much of an animal person, it might not be a bad idea to become acquainted with another potential forms of transportation after all. That in mind, he headed that way, with a pocket full of carrots. Horses like carrots, right? ]
Re: [Action]
[ The took him aback, not expecting such a response. Who would ever expect that, to hear the admission their family had been massacred?
He hesitated a moment and then he reached out, stepping up and wrapping his arms around her, hugging gently. ]
Hey... hey it'll be okay...
[Action]
No, it won't. People always say that, but it's never true. It always slips right past you.
[If anyone knows, it's her. She was so close to being there with Robb and her mother. She came so close to Riverrun even before that. It's always right out of reach.]
Re: [Action]
I know it seems that way, and it'll take awhile, but you can't let it get you totally down, okay? Don't let it define you, or, you know, stop you from doing what you need to do with your life, okay?
[ He was stupendously bad at this, but hey he was trying. ]
[Action]
It hasn't stopped me.
[It's only made her "prayer" longer. Even longer if she knew all the individual names. But revenge is her fuel.]
Re: [Action]
Good. Cause if you stop, they win, got it?
[ He looked down at her, hoping those words made some sort of impact, but for all he knew he sounded like a total ass. ]
[Action]
I'll never let them win. [They'll learn the reason why you don't pull the direwolf's tail.] Not so long as I live.
Re: [Action]
[ Hmm, that might have been a tad creepy, that look, but he didn't comment on it, letting her go and squeezing her shoulder. ]
That's good then.