Wellard OOM

Jun. 8th, 2007 10:25 pm
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Finn didn't sleep well last night-- this hasn't been a strange occurence, recently. It was different, though, from destruction and laughter, speed and freedom.

He dreamt about his brother, small and bright, and woke to find his pillow damp with tears.

He's recovered, mostly, by the time he joins Henry downstairs for breakfast, though he's even quieter than usual. Soon enough they are on their way outside, to work on Henry's strange flying boat.

(He's going to have to tell him what happened to Dari, eventually. He's not sure he wants to.)

Date: 2007-06-25 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard is quiet as well- but then again, it is still morning, and the caffine from the tea at breakfast has yet to really make itself known. He is still muffling the occasional yawn as they make their way out to the small 'ship yard'.

The morning sun is peeking through scattered clouds, casting long shadows through the trees and hills, over the lakes. The three mountains created by Belar are lit up brightly, but its still cool in the valley, under the trees.

Date: 2007-06-27 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Eh. He will wake up in a few minutes-

Specially considering the work they are about to start.

"Right, then. We're going to start on the fittings and settings for the rudder sets- horizontical and vertical. This is going to be the interesting part." Wellard smiles a bit wryly, getting out the carefully drawn plans from the storage shed.

"Meaning, now we're getting into the parts Avar and I had to make up on our own."

Though, said parts have already been planned out and drawn, with each needed piece sketched out and measured, so today will not be that much different than others, at least from Finn's point of view.

Date: 2007-07-06 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard pauses, his hands on the tools he was in the process of gathering. He is quiet for a long moment- the sort of quiet familiar to Finn as he gathers his thoughts-

Though this time takes longer than others, as the subject is much more difficult to speak of.

"You asked me to take care of him, when you left for the Longest Road. We- we didn't know what that was going to be, but you were worried about what would happen to him and your family, when it happened."

He takes a deep breath, looking down at his hands. "You did come to get me, and... left a note, when you couldn't find me and had to go back."

Date: 2007-07-06 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
The tools slip from his fingers- Wellard lets them drop, heedlessly, as he turns to face Finn.

"-Your fault? You came to get me, and I wasn't there. I was out here, working on the boat, and you had no idea where it was at the time. You had checked everywhere- if I wasn't there, how could it be your fault?"

Date: 2007-07-08 08:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
"You promised, and I promised, and-"

("Wrong place, wrong time. It's rotten luck, but it's not your fault.")

Wellard takes a deep breath, shaking his head. "Its not like either of us did anything to try to break our promises, to see your brother taken care of, after- after things happened. If you could have found me, if things had been different-

"But you and I both know that there's no changing the past, even as much as one wishes. ... I'm sorry, Finn."

Date: 2007-07-10 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
Wellard startles, looking at Finn.

"... dead? What- what happened? Paul didn't say anything, at least when I talked to him after you had gone."

Date: 2007-07-13 01:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
... the Dark, Rakoth Maugrim, the Wild Hunt, and everything aside-

Dari was more importantly, Finn's brother. And Finn's grief is all too real and normal.

Wellard nods slowly, biting his lip.

"... My sympathies, Finn. I- I'm sorry that it happened, and..."

Date: 2007-07-28 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
If there was more to say- and if Wellard knew how to say it. For lack of words, he carefully rests his hand on Finn's shoulder.

"And I wish that I had known Dari, from all you told me about him- and I regret that I never had the chance to."

Date: 2007-07-28 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politestpirate.livejournal.com
The answering smile is faint and sad, but there nontheless.

"Thank you." Quietly.


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