Her friend stared at her and kept silent, her eyes softening before looking down at the cheese she was still holding with her fingers. Sapphire has told her the very painful and personal story of how she grew up and what happened after her farm got raided by bandits. Thales didn’t have to be a genius to know that if she didn’t have complete trust from the brunette, she did now.
“I remember you mentioned that you’ve always wanted to meet him. It’s good, you know, for you to be looking for him, even if you don’t know whether he’s alive or not.”
“Yeah.” Thales finished eating her bread and sat there next to the brunette. A long silence fell between them, but not the bad kind. It was more of a sombering feeling. “You know, when I ran away from the Gold Coast, most of the time I slept out on the streets. I used to wrap my arms around myself on cold nights and pretend it was my father protecting me from the cold.”
“I can relate to that. The man that married my mother wasn’t the sentimental type of Nord, so he mostly barked orders at me and my siblings, but we never saw even a small smile from him. Sometimes I would wonder why did he even marry my mother, you know?” Thales nodded her head at her rhetorical question.
“Did she ever talk about your real father? Your mother, I mean.” The Imperial dared to ask, wondering whether the brunette was going to shut down and change the conversation or actually answer a question from her this time.
“Not really. She did have some colorful things to say about him, but it was never about him being a bad person, it was always just about him leaving her. That’s what pisses me the most about him.”
“Why?” Thales pressed, wondering how far she could take this conversation.
“During that… fortnight… every day I would wake up and I would wish to anything for someone, something to get me out of that hell. And somehow my stupid childish mind would take me to the thoughts of my father, that he could walk in any minute and kill all of the men hurting his little girl. That because he was a good man, he would someday come back and save me.
As you know, he never did. I wasted precious time thinking he could come back and save me because he didn’t hate us, he didn’t hate me. He just hated the fact that he wasn’t as free as he thought anymore. Once I was able to escape, after I killed all those disgusting bandits, I allowed myself to become angry. That maybe if he had been a bad person, a horrible human being, I would’ve never gotten my hopes up in such a desperate situation.”
Thales’ green eyes were wide and glassy, and without thinking twice she threw herself at her friend and hugged her tightly. The brunette immediately started to push her away, but eventually she let the Imperial hug her.
“You can’t do that to yourself Sapphire, you were just a child.” The redhead whispered as she hugged her tighter. Serana’s story had emotionally drained her for a long time, and ever since meeting the raven-haired woman, Thales has wanted nothing other than to ease everyone’s emotional pain. “I could never imagine relating to what happened to you, but I was once a lonely child and one without a father as well. You can’t blame yourself for wanting your father to protect you.”
The Imperial felt dampness on her arm as it rested on Sapphire’s chest, and her own tears started to flow freely, along with her friend’s.
“I’ve never told this to anyone, not even Brynjolf. I feel like I just uncorked a bottle of something terrible from deep inside me.”
Letting go of her friend to rub the tear tracks down her cheeks, Thales did the same to Sapphire’s face and smiled at her brightly. As brightly as she could under the circumstances.
“I promise that I will repay my debt by helping you find your father.”
By the look Sapphire gave her, Thales was sure the brunette was going to reject her statement, her help. But surprisingly enough, the Nord smiled back and nodded her head in agreement.
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THALES ~ 7b
Date: 2013-11-19 06:31 pm (UTC)“I remember you mentioned that you’ve always wanted to meet him. It’s good, you know, for you to be looking for him, even if you don’t know whether he’s alive or not.”
“Yeah.” Thales finished eating her bread and sat there next to the brunette. A long silence fell between them, but not the bad kind. It was more of a sombering feeling. “You know, when I ran away from the Gold Coast, most of the time I slept out on the streets. I used to wrap my arms around myself on cold nights and pretend it was my father protecting me from the cold.”
“I can relate to that. The man that married my mother wasn’t the sentimental type of Nord, so he mostly barked orders at me and my siblings, but we never saw even a small smile from him. Sometimes I would wonder why did he even marry my mother, you know?” Thales nodded her head at her rhetorical question.
“Did she ever talk about your real father? Your mother, I mean.” The Imperial dared to ask, wondering whether the brunette was going to shut down and change the conversation or actually answer a question from her this time.
“Not really. She did have some colorful things to say about him, but it was never about him being a bad person, it was always just about him leaving her. That’s what pisses me the most about him.”
“Why?” Thales pressed, wondering how far she could take this conversation.
“During that… fortnight… every day I would wake up and I would wish to anything for someone, something to get me out of that hell. And somehow my stupid childish mind would take me to the thoughts of my father, that he could walk in any minute and kill all of the men hurting his little girl. That because he was a good man, he would someday come back and save me.
As you know, he never did. I wasted precious time thinking he could come back and save me because he didn’t hate us, he didn’t hate me. He just hated the fact that he wasn’t as free as he thought anymore. Once I was able to escape, after I killed all those disgusting bandits, I allowed myself to become angry. That maybe if he had been a bad person, a horrible human being, I would’ve never gotten my hopes up in such a desperate situation.”
Thales’ green eyes were wide and glassy, and without thinking twice she threw herself at her friend and hugged her tightly. The brunette immediately started to push her away, but eventually she let the Imperial hug her.
“You can’t do that to yourself Sapphire, you were just a child.” The redhead whispered as she hugged her tighter. Serana’s story had emotionally drained her for a long time, and ever since meeting the raven-haired woman, Thales has wanted nothing other than to ease everyone’s emotional pain. “I could never imagine relating to what happened to you, but I was once a lonely child and one without a father as well. You can’t blame yourself for wanting your father to protect you.”
The Imperial felt dampness on her arm as it rested on Sapphire’s chest, and her own tears started to flow freely, along with her friend’s.
“I’ve never told this to anyone, not even Brynjolf. I feel like I just uncorked a bottle of something terrible from deep inside me.”
Letting go of her friend to rub the tear tracks down her cheeks, Thales did the same to Sapphire’s face and smiled at her brightly. As brightly as she could under the circumstances.
“I promise that I will repay my debt by helping you find your father.”
By the look Sapphire gave her, Thales was sure the brunette was going to reject her statement, her help. But surprisingly enough, the Nord smiled back and nodded her head in agreement.