I make it a point to live my life as if there's no tomorrow. I do make plans, of course, but I don't want to have any regrets. Even the Troupe would be able to go on without me, should I ever fall. It makes it easier not to fear my own death.
[ but she's right about it being scary if it's happening to someone else ]
But then again, I think it'd be very different had I actually experienced it for myself like you did.
[She rests her head on her knees that are drawn up against her bare chest, a sort of wistful look on her face.]
It wasn't heroic, or swift, or traumatic. It didn't happen while saving anyone, or in a dramatic fight, or in pursuit of adventure. It was a slow, inevitable hopelessness as my body fell apart a little more every day, knowing it was going to happen and there was nothing I could do about it.
[She idly caresses his hand, brushing his fingers until their hands are palm to palm. His hand is so much bigger than hers.]
We had enough warning. We made all the necessary preparations... assembled all the materials, summoned the necessary demons... even as I lost my ability to walk on my own.
And when it hurt too much, and I was starting to really suffer... I crawled into his lap, put the knife in his hand, and shut my eyes.
[ He doesn't know if the touch is for her own comfort, or for his own - but knowing Linnea he suspects it's the latter. And it works, because obviously he enjoys it, and by the time she laces her fingers in his, he gives her a small squeeze right back, and brushes his thumb against the back of her hand ]
I'm quite glad you were able to go along with it. Having been able to meet you has been one of the joys of coming to this place.
[--is what she says. But what she does is lean toward him and rest her head against his arm.]
[She stays like that for a moment, and then another, silently staring at the water. It's probably for a little too long to explain it away as something only for his sake, but too short a time to bother commenting on it before it's over.]
[ honestly if she had just stayed there, he would likely just have let her nap right on his arm. But he will also get up and wave at her before walking back - ready to pick her up to go to the theater after a few hours ]
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I don't suppose you also have personal experience with death...?
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[ but she's right about it being scary if it's happening to someone else ]
But then again, I think it'd be very different had I actually experienced it for myself like you did.
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[She rests her head on her knees that are drawn up against her bare chest, a sort of wistful look on her face.]
It wasn't heroic, or swift, or traumatic. It didn't happen while saving anyone, or in a dramatic fight, or in pursuit of adventure. It was a slow, inevitable hopelessness as my body fell apart a little more every day, knowing it was going to happen and there was nothing I could do about it.
[She idly caresses his hand, brushing his fingers until their hands are palm to palm. His hand is so much bigger than hers.]
We had enough warning. We made all the necessary preparations... assembled all the materials, summoned the necessary demons... even as I lost my ability to walk on my own.
And when it hurt too much, and I was starting to really suffer... I crawled into his lap, put the knife in his hand, and shut my eyes.
I didn't have to say anything else.
[...she laces her fingers in between his.]
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[She gives his hand a brisk squeeze]
Reviving, though! Wow!!! Horrendous! Awful! Single worst thing I've ever experienced, hands down!
And completely worth it!
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I'm quite glad you were able to go along with it. Having been able to meet you has been one of the joys of coming to this place.
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But thanks for listening, Brant.
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How could I not, when these weird little gremlins are so charming?
I will always listen to you. Whatever your worries, big or small, you will always find a friend in me.
But now I really should let you take that nap.
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[--is what she says. But what she does is lean toward him and rest her head against his arm.]
[She stays like that for a moment, and then another, silently staring at the water. It's probably for a little too long to explain it away as something only for his sake, but too short a time to bother commenting on it before it's over.]
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See you in a few hours.
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