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[tylendel]

You want a home for me? I'm not adverse to the idea, but I think you know what I want most. I'm not saying I deserve it. Just...keep it in mind.

[Tylendel is sprawled in a strangely elegant manner, his expression pleading.]

Even a fool like me needs love.

Comments

[oblivious_klutz]

Mine says it's been a while since she read your books. But she does enjoy them, and would love to see you at either Scorched or Soul Campaign where she plays. Seeing you around makes her almost miss Vanyel.

[tylendel]

I don't see how you couldn't miss Van. [An almost easy smile.] He can be quite charming when he lets his guard down.

[oblivious_klutz]

When he does. It doesn't seem to happen too often though. But she is pleased to see people obviously still enjoy the books, seeing you around here at the very least.

[tylendel]

It used to happen more. [Before he screwed everything up.] My Mun has been a fan of my story - and Van's - for years.

[oblivious_klutz]

It did, much more, before....before a lot of things happened and changed for him. Mine first read it about four years ago or so. Maybe seeing you here will get her to reread them and make Vanyel an account here.

[tylendel]

I'd love to see Van. [His expression falls.] I don't feel like I deserve to.

[oblivious_klutz]

She's need to think of a 'user name' for him. But I think you deserve to. Even after everything. I think you both deserve time together to talk about everything that happened.

[tylendel]

It might take a lifetime or two to cover it all. [Not that he minds.] My Mun says to send a PM to this account if and when you do make the journal.

[oblivious_klutz]

Perhaps, but however long it takes....if it helps and cheers you both up, that's what matters. She will, when and if she does. She just wants a different one than she had back on 'livejournal', since nodelines is pretty similar to the one the Vanyel below is using.

[tylendel]

My Mun had a Van account on Livejournal named heraldic_mage. I don't know if that helps, but it is a bit different.

[oblivious_klutz]

I'm sure she will think of something if she is so inclined to go ahead and make an account.

[tylendel]

I'm sure she will too. It's nice to have something to look forward to. [There has been very little of that lately.]

[oblivious_klutz]

She notices simply 'vanyel' is free, after having tried 'ashkevron' and finding that was already being used.

[tylendel]

How convenient.

[oblivious_klutz]

It is, yes. It even matches yours!

[tylendel]

It really should. He is my Ashke.

[oblivious_klutz]

Ashke?

[tylendel]

It means 'Beloved'.

[oblivious_klutz]

I see. That's pretty, I hadn't heard of that before.

[tylendel]

You wouldn't unless you're a Tayledras.

[oblivious_klutz]

Tayledras?

[tylendel]

They're otherwise known as Hawkbrothers. For the most part, they keep to themselves in the forests.

[oblivious_klutz]

I see. So that's part of their language then.

i am so rusty, but...!!

[nodeline]

[ 'lendel. vanyel means to give voice to his name, but finds it has died a quick little death in his throat and left naught but a lump behind. it's a raw wound, but it's a wound he has trained himself to carry in a way that at least allows him to press on. the sudden agitation of it does nothing for his composure.

but seeing him and hearing him speak quickens his heart and he's almost afraid it will beat its way right out of his chest. it doesn't, though, and he's reduced to staring dumbly - something he hasn't caught himself doing in so very long.

he clears his throat in an attempt to banish that lump so he can speak with him instead of continuing to gape. ]

You're not a fool. [ his voice nearly cracks before he can finish, but he manages. ]

Vaaaan!

[tylendel]

[A knowing, though sad smile touches Tylendel's lips at Vanyel's reaction. He chuckles softly, gently teasing the boy - no man. It's strange to see Van - his Van, his Peacock - growing up without him. It's something he wanted to share with Van. They had so many plans...]

Looking like a stunned deer doesn't suit you, Ashke. [Holding open his arms, he lets Vanyel choose whether he steps forward or goes back.]

I appreciate your vote of confidence.

i couldn't help it ♥

[nodeline]

[ and with the teasing comes a quick expulsion of a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, the feeling of tylendel's presence bringing forth a blooming warmth in his chest. the void he's carried for what feels like ages is suddenly overflowing with a feeling he has no control over - it's staggering, to say the least. ] Bright Lady, it is you.

[ so he does step forward, but instead of wrapping his arms around tylendel, he touches his cheek with tentative fingertips as if he still can't believe what he's seeing. ]

You do deserve it, 'Lendel. More than I could ever describe with words alone. [ his voice is more confident now, but still holds an airy quality. ]

♥ ♥ ♥ so much love.

[tylendel]

[The touch is enough. Tylendel wraps an arm around Vanyel's waist and pulls him into a hug. Burying his face against the boy's neck, he closes his eyes slowly.]

You deserve far much more than I do. And I'll give it to you, Van, I promise. [He presses his lips against the side of Vanyel's head.] I'll make you happy.

♥ ♥ ♥

[nodeline]

[ vanyel responds in kind finally, one arm wrapping around him to splay his fingers over one of tylendel's shoulder blades and the other moving the thread his fingers into his hair. he can't help but take a moment to revel in the reality of it. ]

Just seeing you again makes me happy, ashke. [ because everything is fleeting in this place. he can't ask for anything more. ] You've already given me it.

[heraldsavil]

[What is this? A fist hitting the top of your head? Imagine that! Silly boy...]