So you worship a man who is amongst the Undead?( He's just clearing some things up after their zombie misadventure. )It does not happen back home, either, without the magic of Old. Such a man would be impressive but likely also feared.
I was more referring to the marriage to my father. When we left King's Landing, Ser Qarl came with us. ( but that's not a no. he's caught the looks shared between Mysaria and his mother too many times. )
Not from her side. Mostly derogatory things Aemond said that I won't repeat. We worked together some during the werewolf games while you weren't around, but she was quiet. Still too traumatized by her resurrection, I think. And losing you, of course.
I see. It has hurt her deeply. Her death and return, I mean. We fight for her rightful claim knowing what it will lead to if we fail. This place provided a taste.
( In terms of his mother, he wouldn’t share if he knew but he can give Tim something: )She has not told me of such a thing. I doubt she wishes to worry me.
But my hands are not the only lingering effect of death that haunt me.
There are two things… The first so harmless I thought I’d escaped with just my hands and scars.
( he sends a photo of a book, open on his desk with all pages looking as if they were painted black. )This was a normal time before I touched it the morning before last.
If it were serious, I would. But he’s okay, really.
[ One may just have to adjust their definition of ‘serious’. It’s not so hard to do, after spending the better part of a year in this place. What’s the occasional hallucination, compared to an army of the undead, or drowning in the lake? Any ailment of Hawk’s is, of course, the most serious of issues to Tim, but it isn’t his business to yap about, as long as it’s not a danger to anyone. ]
That’s strange. At least it’s not dangerous. What’s the other thing?
Thank you.( It soothes him, yes, but not enough that he isn’t tempted to check in on Hawk himself. Which in itself is something for the prince to think about. )
Not thus far. I have yet to affect someone.
Some days I feel as if I am drowning again which I thought was something akin to soldier’s sickness at first. The way my mother fears her death still. But then I bleed and when they comes, it is blackened blood that seeps from my skin.
( As if he himself is impure, a terrible corrupted creature like some in his family believe him to be for the sins of his mother. )
And this happens whenever you remember it? You start oozing this...thing?
I survived my attack, but I was dragged out to the lake, like you. If Hawk hadn’t saved me, I might be having the same problem. Instead, I’m just jumping at shadows. I’m sorry, Jace. You don’t deserve that.
No. Sometimes it happens without oozing but then it is easier to remind myself I am not truly drowning. It’s only happened a handful of times since I was resurrected.
I think anyone who has come close to death would not be unharmed. There is no “just” when it comes to it.
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Do you? With Hawk?
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Hawk doesn't share my faith, so he's eating meat as usual.
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I had figured as much, given what other things he has not given up. But I meant the family meal, in this case.
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We almost always eat together. Unless I'm at Dead Men.
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Good. Such things are important, and I am sure your family meals are much more pleasant than many.
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The more people, the more potential for drama. I love my family, but I don't envy you for having their company with all the debauchery around here.
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I'd send them back, if I could. The debauchery would be less of a problem if I did not have to witness my mother partake.
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My mother would faint after thirty minutes in this place. Less, if she found out I was living in sin with another man.
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A sin by the laws of your Faith? I am lucky, I suppose, that it would be a hypocrisy for my mother to judge any lover I might have. Man or woman.
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It would be sinful even if it were a woman, if I wasn't married to her. And men can't get married, so it's sinful by default.
Your mom likes women?
[ News. Yeah. Definitely news... ]
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I was more referring to the marriage to my father. When we left King's Landing, Ser Qarl came with us. ( but that's not a no. he's caught the looks shared between Mysaria and his mother too many times. )
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Do you know something about my mother?
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Not from her side. Mostly derogatory things Aemond said that I won't repeat. We worked together some during the werewolf games while you weren't around, but she was quiet. Still too traumatized by her resurrection, I think. And losing you, of course.
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I see. It has hurt her deeply. Her death and return, I mean. We fight for her rightful claim knowing what it will lead to if we fail. This place provided a taste.
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[ Like Hawk's hallucinations, like Embry's sleepwalking. ]
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But my hands are not the only lingering effect of death that haunt me.
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I'm not asking to be nosy. I just worry about Hawk.
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There are two things… The first so harmless I thought I’d escaped with just my hands and scars.
( he sends a photo of a book, open on his desk with all pages looking as if they were painted black. ) This was a normal time before I touched it the morning before last.
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You...ruined a book? I'm not sure I understand.
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Since my deaths, items I touch will sometimes turn a the same shade of black as my hands. But it is not the only thing that happens.
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[ One may just have to adjust their definition of ‘serious’. It’s not so hard to do, after spending the better part of a year in this place. What’s the occasional hallucination, compared to an army of the undead, or drowning in the lake? Any ailment of Hawk’s is, of course, the most serious of issues to Tim, but it isn’t his business to yap about, as long as it’s not a danger to anyone. ]
That’s strange. At least it’s not dangerous. What’s the other thing?
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Not thus far. I have yet to affect someone.
Some days I feel as if I am drowning again which I thought was something akin to soldier’s sickness at first. The way my mother fears her death still. But then I bleed and when they comes, it is blackened blood that seeps from my skin.
( As if he himself is impure, a terrible corrupted creature like some in his family believe him to be for the sins of his mother. )
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I survived my attack, but I was dragged out to the lake, like you. If Hawk hadn’t saved me, I might be having the same problem. Instead, I’m just jumping at shadows. I’m sorry, Jace. You don’t deserve that.
Does it hurt? The bleeding?
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I think anyone who has come close to death would not be unharmed. There is no “just” when it comes to it.
It does not hurt. It’s just… messy.
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