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estdeus_innobis(What Followed)
(The Dormouse)
It wasn't long after Lucien left me that I heard footsteps in the kitchen above me. I could care less who it was, I couldn;t leave Lúgh alone. Just sat there on the floor of my basement, with his head in my lap, stroking his hair and weeping quietly. Lucien hates me, I lost Lúgh...
i look up to see Kaeli coming down the stairs, crying as well. "Kaeli, I'm sorry...., I'm sorry so sorry! If I would have known that he would die--" I sobbed, and she joined me on the floor, wound her arms around my neck, and we wept together.
After a time, we calmed some. "I have to go tell Eris. She'll hate me, she very well may kill me, but I have to go tell her--" "No you don't." Kaeli told me, trying to to grin. "She's dead. Died this morning." I look at her in shock. "Eris? Gone?" I look down at Lúghs face. I wonder then, if he could have survived, but didn't want to.
"What happened, Wanda?" Kaeli asked me, and glad I could finally tell someone, launched into the whole story from the beginning. Of course, I couldn't fill in the blanks of what happened down here while I was upstairs. "Then I came down, after I felt Marbas go and Lucien come back. Came down to...." Touch Lúgh's cold face again. "this. Lucien stayed for a bit but...." I bite my lip, not wanting to cry anymore.
"It was rough on him... he had to die for it to work. He's.... a little irate with me. He went to stay with Miao for a bit."
The conversation dropped off after that. Kaeli and I kept vigil until the morning broke. We went over to the Abbey Friday morning, and made arrangements for them to tend to the body until we could arrange something fitting. Normally it would fall to family but...
we're his family. Kaeli and I, and Karina. My heart sinks as I realize we have to tell her too. Kaeli offers to do that sad chore, and after we see to Lúgh's body being moved and a somber, quiet breakfast... we part ways.
I head to the apothocary to get something to help me sleep. Jenna takes one look at me and shoves an herbal tea into my hands. "That'll knock you out cold." she assures me, and with a grateful smile, I head back. Grab the comforter and the pillow that smells like metal, smoke and leather from the basement and head up to the guest room. Can't sleep downstairs. It still smells like brimstone and Lúgh. I throw open the basement doors to air it out. Can't sleep in my room, for it smells like Lucien. Brew the tea, double strength... curl up under the comforter....
Wake up sometime Friday night. Brew the tea again, eat something, promptly throw it up....
wake up early Saturday. Brew the tea, shower..... Saturday night.
I manage to rouse myself enough to head over to the Boy, to see Lucien. Miao is out, and Mrs. Danvers tells me apologetically that Lucien is asleep and is not receiving guests. I nod and smile sadly, leave a quick note for him saying that I was here, that I was worried, and that I loved him... and then went home.
Brewed the tea, changed into one of Lucien's shirts, clutched the pillow that smelled of Kent... and cried myself to sleep thinking of dark eyes I will never see again and a lilting Irish brogue that will always echo in my mind...
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(The Dormouse)
It wasn't long after Lucien left me that I heard footsteps in the kitchen above me. I could care less who it was, I couldn;t leave Lúgh alone. Just sat there on the floor of my basement, with his head in my lap, stroking his hair and weeping quietly. Lucien hates me, I lost Lúgh...
i look up to see Kaeli coming down the stairs, crying as well. "Kaeli, I'm sorry...., I'm sorry so sorry! If I would have known that he would die--" I sobbed, and she joined me on the floor, wound her arms around my neck, and we wept together.
After a time, we calmed some. "I have to go tell Eris. She'll hate me, she very well may kill me, but I have to go tell her--" "No you don't." Kaeli told me, trying to to grin. "She's dead. Died this morning." I look at her in shock. "Eris? Gone?" I look down at Lúghs face. I wonder then, if he could have survived, but didn't want to.
"What happened, Wanda?" Kaeli asked me, and glad I could finally tell someone, launched into the whole story from the beginning. Of course, I couldn't fill in the blanks of what happened down here while I was upstairs. "Then I came down, after I felt Marbas go and Lucien come back. Came down to...." Touch Lúgh's cold face again. "this. Lucien stayed for a bit but...." I bite my lip, not wanting to cry anymore.
"It was rough on him... he had to die for it to work. He's.... a little irate with me. He went to stay with Miao for a bit."
The conversation dropped off after that. Kaeli and I kept vigil until the morning broke. We went over to the Abbey Friday morning, and made arrangements for them to tend to the body until we could arrange something fitting. Normally it would fall to family but...
we're his family. Kaeli and I, and Karina. My heart sinks as I realize we have to tell her too. Kaeli offers to do that sad chore, and after we see to Lúgh's body being moved and a somber, quiet breakfast... we part ways.
I head to the apothocary to get something to help me sleep. Jenna takes one look at me and shoves an herbal tea into my hands. "That'll knock you out cold." she assures me, and with a grateful smile, I head back. Grab the comforter and the pillow that smells like metal, smoke and leather from the basement and head up to the guest room. Can't sleep downstairs. It still smells like brimstone and Lúgh. I throw open the basement doors to air it out. Can't sleep in my room, for it smells like Lucien. Brew the tea, double strength... curl up under the comforter....
Wake up sometime Friday night. Brew the tea again, eat something, promptly throw it up....
wake up early Saturday. Brew the tea, shower..... Saturday night.
I manage to rouse myself enough to head over to the Boy, to see Lucien. Miao is out, and Mrs. Danvers tells me apologetically that Lucien is asleep and is not receiving guests. I nod and smile sadly, leave a quick note for him saying that I was here, that I was worried, and that I loved him... and then went home.
Brewed the tea, changed into one of Lucien's shirts, clutched the pillow that smelled of Kent... and cried myself to sleep thinking of dark eyes I will never see again and a lilting Irish brogue that will always echo in my mind...
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