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Sleepless - Part 70/?
(Anonymous) 2013-12-11 12:04 pm (UTC)(link)---
When Vilkas heard the knock at the door he knew who it was straight away. He had hid his hands under the covers and invited her in.
Ariella offered him a small smile as she sat on the bed. Vilkas watched her carefully, she seemed so sad yet so together; she seemed wise. Vilkas knew she was younger than him but as her eyes fell on him he felt like a child.
She held her hands out to him as if expecting him to give back something he had stolen. His body reacted before his mind really did as if simply placed his hands lightly in her own. His hands were swollen, bloody, bruised and painful. She looked at them her soft hands gently turning them over to look.
“We should get you a healer.”
“Not now.” She looked up at him,
“At least let me clean and wrap them for you.” Vilkas nodded and she left the room. Vilkas leaned back against the wall, hands rested in his lap. He had always been an angry person, at least that’s what he thought. It was hard for him to distinguish what happened before the blood and after it now. He’d had the blood for so long it was as if it had always been apart of him.
His wolf was angry, it’s default emotion always seemed to be anger whenever something got a bit too real or hard. Anger came naturally, instinctively and that was dangerous. He took it out on the people he cared about, those he loved. Even when he looked at Ariella now he felt angry towards her. The beast blamed her for the loss of the alpha of the pack; because blaming her was easier than dealing with the pain.
When she came back she had a bowl of warm water, some cloths and clean strips of linen. Vilkas made sure not to flinch as she cleaned, the silence was a comfortable one.
“You know these are broken right?” Ariella asked looking up at him as she wrapped his hands.
“Yeah. I’ll head to the temple tomorrow.” She nodded and when she finished she put everything aside and looked at him.
“I know I’m not really in a position to be asking favours right now but can I ask one?” Vilkas crossed his brow
“Of course.”
“Don’t blame Aela for what happened… or do but just don’t let her know that you do. She blames herself enough as is.”
“I think I can manage that.”
“Thanks. So how are you with all this?”
Vilkas looked at her, she honestly just wanted to know if he was okay.
“Honestly, I’m angry.” She nodded, “We’ll move on eventually, all of us will but right now… right now I don’t know what to do… or how to feel.”
“We all cope with loss differently, just because you handle it differently from your shield-brothers and sisters doesn’t mean your way is wrong. Remember that.” Admittedly Vilkas did sometimes think there was something wrong with him. Vilkas took her hands in his broken ones and held them for a moment. While part of him did blame Ariella for Skjor’s death another part of him was just really glad she was here.
The door opened and Farkas was standing there. “Oh, I’ll go.”
Ariella stood, “No, you stay. I should go check on Aela.” She looked to Vilkas who nodded for her to go.
She went to leave the room and just as she was passing Farkas he stopped her. “How is she?”
“She feels guilty and she’s mourning. They can be a dangerous combination but she just needs time, we all need that.” Farkas nodded and let her leave the room. Right now Farkas didn’t want to be alone, he wanted the comfort his brother could provide but he also wanted to help Aela, he just didn’t think she would want his help.
Re: Sleepless - Part 70/?
(Anonymous) 2013-12-11 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Sleepless - Part 70/?
(Anonymous) 2013-12-11 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Sleepless - Part 70/?
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