takiena_called: (Tears)
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Mornings are hard. Finn can't handle being alone in the mornings (it's easier later in the day, but in the mornings--when he's just woken up from dreams that leave him in tears--it is impossible). So no matter when he wakes up--and this morning it was very early, before the light had started streaming through his window--he stays under his covers until Henry knocks on the door. He can pretend, underneath his covers, that the room is not empty, that he's not going to be faced with the fact that there is no one else around (Finn has always been a family person. The Hunt just gave him more brothers to be taken away).

Finn can't see the clock as the sun grows higher and higher but he knows something is wrong. Henry usually knocks early in the day, soon after the rays peek over the window. It is--halfway through the day, maybe--when he finally realizes he has to look for him (what if he's hurt? Henry wouldn't forget him--but maybe he did, maybe he just doesn't realize, maybe he should go find him. And if he's hurt--then triply, quadrupally so). He pulls back the covers and hastily gets changed (the clock says it is 1:00 pm, and Finn worries).

He first goes to knock on Henry's door, a hurried, insistent beat of where are you, where are you but he doesn't answer so he runs downstairs and out through the green grass into the small shipyard where they have worked these many mornings. But Henry's not there. He doesn't even notice that the Black Pearl is gone (when it moved it was harder to see already, so the empty spot on the lake does not register at all).

He runs back inside and prowls around the interior calling his name. When people look at him worriedly or ask what's wrong, he just asks them if they know where Henry is and none of them do and he continues on without explanation (they're not important, he doesn't even know their names).

Then Finn's outside again, crying "Henry!" with a voice that's gone raw, and he finally sees it. The Pearl is gone.

Henry said he'd been going to work on it with his Captain Sparrow later in the day, yesterday (he'd asked if Finn had wanted to help, in that sort of offhand way which implied that his help wasn't actually needed, and Finn had smiled and said he would be drawing and would see him later). And it is gone.

Finn's a bright boy, and has lost enough people to know what that means.

There's a soft, wounded and inhuman keening out by the lake, and a teenage boy staring into where the Black Pearl once was.

(He's alone.)

Date: 2007-07-26 03:10 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (startled sideways glance)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
Last time Paul spoke to Finn dan Shahar, he ended up with a broken nose.

He has tape stuck over it now, holding it back into shape. It looks slightly undignified, which means that it's less than the optimum conditions under which to talk to Finn -

- but from the way he looks and sounds, right now, optimum conditions aren't so much of a concern.

Paul knows enough to know that Finn in this state, mishandled, could very possibly be dangerous not just to himself or to Paul but to the bar as well.

"Finn," he says, quietly. "What has happened?"

Date: 2007-07-26 04:03 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (intensly broody)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
Paul doesn't sit down beside him, but stands, looking down and frowning.

'He?'

In light of what he knows, that may well refer to Darien - but it's been two weeks since their last conversation, and he has not seen Finn between then and now. Making a wrong guess could be unwise.

"How long have you been out here?"

Date: 2007-07-26 04:46 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (paul watches)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
Paul checks the sun also, but he already knows: whatever specific time it is here, it's moving out of the late afternoon and into early evening.

"Will you speak to me of what happened before then?"

Whoever Finn has been crying for - Darien or another - there must have been something that occurred to trigger the break.

Date: 2007-07-26 05:10 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (startled sideways glance)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
It's not ravens, but a flash of intuition, that give Paul the answer to this puzzle - not a difficult one, really, seeing as Paul only truly knows one other person with whom Finn has allied himself, here.

"Many of those who leave this place also return, eventually," he points out, while his mind attempts to work overtime to make up for his earlier ignorance.

What has happened to Mr. Wellard?

"Until you can find out more, you should perhaps not be so quick to assume him lost."

Date: 2007-07-26 05:36 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (paul watches)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
"Sometimes."

Kevin Laine, Paul thinks (always Kevin first; it always will be). Diarmui dan Ailell. Jennifer Lowell, gray and cool in the sitting room of her apartment with her belly grown large.

And now he does sit, carefully folding himself down onto the lakeside next to Finn.

"But not always. I was a lost thing. Matt Soren was - you likely haven't heard that part of what happened, but he died in battle and returned, as much himself as he ever was. The Paraiko were long thought lost before they were found again."

Date: 2007-07-27 06:17 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (paul watches)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
Paul looks across at him, and says, "You may not believe me now, and that of course is your right.

"But remember, too, in a place such as this, assumptions are dangerous things to make - whether it's assuming the best, or the worst."

Date: 2007-07-28 05:32 am (UTC)
pwyll_twiceborn: (watching slightly gentler)
From: [personal profile] pwyll_twiceborn
It isn't easy. He knows.

Paul inclines his head in acknowledgment. He can't ask more of Finn than that; it wouldn't be fair to, anyways, for who knows where young Mr. Wellard is now? All the same, the attempt, he hopes, will keep him from despair.

"I will find out what I can, if you would like me to try."

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