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diatu2019-09-01 01:23 pm
unswervingcompanion) wrote in diatu2019-09-01 01:23 pm
I'm begging you please
Characters: Yotsuyu alongnight & Hendrik unswervingcompanion
When: After the Luminary has gone missing
Where: The Temple of Raida's grounds
Rating/Warnings: None, will change if necessary
Summary: An unexpected meeting since a knight lost his charge
Hendrik had found out from Isabel that the Luminary had disappeared. He tried to take the news well and that just didn't happen at all. So he raced out the door and went about going to many places that the boy would go and eventually found himself on the temple grounds. This was because the knight knew the boy had been involved with the place. But as he repeatedly asked around he couldn't help but wonder why was he stuck here. His oath and duty was to be at Eleven's side, not trapped in a place where he couldn't fulfill those things.
Finally he came to a small grove and he slammed his gloved fist against a tree in frustration. He felt like he failed in his duties and was frustrated at not being able to just leave this place. His blue eyes were shut, his jaw was clenched and he was fighting not to cry. Knights didn't cry, and so Hendrik didn't cry. The knight had already lost his family and his friends from Zwaardsrust when he was just a young boy. Jasper had been there at the time to help but then he was eventually consumed by the darkness years later. Now he'd lost the Luminary, the one he'd sworn to protect. How much more did he need to lose or sacrifice?
The boy had wanted to be friends and Hendrik had been shy about that because the one he'd cherished the most turned away from his oaths and so he'd been slow in trying to build that bond of friendship with Eleven. The pendant that had been made for him by Yotsuyu and Eleven was in his other palm, holding onto it as if it was his only anchor to reality.
Memories of their battles and even their times here raced through the knight's head. Maybe he'd been all wrong and had been too hard on the boy. What if the Luminary's memories of him were only of discpline and anger, hunting him down back home, and throwing him in jail? This was because he'd mistakenly believed that he was the Darkspawn as the possessed king had said at the time. And he hadn't even thought to question any of it.
Eeverything was turned on its head and it was all wrong.
alongnight & Hendrik unswervingcompanion When: After the Luminary has gone missing
Where: The Temple of Raida's grounds
Rating/Warnings: None, will change if necessary
Summary: An unexpected meeting since a knight lost his charge
Hendrik had found out from Isabel that the Luminary had disappeared. He tried to take the news well and that just didn't happen at all. So he raced out the door and went about going to many places that the boy would go and eventually found himself on the temple grounds. This was because the knight knew the boy had been involved with the place. But as he repeatedly asked around he couldn't help but wonder why was he stuck here. His oath and duty was to be at Eleven's side, not trapped in a place where he couldn't fulfill those things.
Finally he came to a small grove and he slammed his gloved fist against a tree in frustration. He felt like he failed in his duties and was frustrated at not being able to just leave this place. His blue eyes were shut, his jaw was clenched and he was fighting not to cry. Knights didn't cry, and so Hendrik didn't cry. The knight had already lost his family and his friends from Zwaardsrust when he was just a young boy. Jasper had been there at the time to help but then he was eventually consumed by the darkness years later. Now he'd lost the Luminary, the one he'd sworn to protect. How much more did he need to lose or sacrifice?
The boy had wanted to be friends and Hendrik had been shy about that because the one he'd cherished the most turned away from his oaths and so he'd been slow in trying to build that bond of friendship with Eleven. The pendant that had been made for him by Yotsuyu and Eleven was in his other palm, holding onto it as if it was his only anchor to reality.
Memories of their battles and even their times here raced through the knight's head. Maybe he'd been all wrong and had been too hard on the boy. What if the Luminary's memories of him were only of discpline and anger, hunting him down back home, and throwing him in jail? This was because he'd mistakenly believed that he was the Darkspawn as the possessed king had said at the time. And he hadn't even thought to question any of it.
Eeverything was turned on its head and it was all wrong.
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There was no argument either that might have occurred at the indignant head patting but there was no fight, only worry. He didn't know what he'd do if the boy didn't return. His charge was missing and now that Yotsuyu had mentioned food, he realized that he was hungry.
"I would be most grateful for the company." Hendrik was hungry and he was tired. He'd spent so much energy literally running that he just wanted to eat and rest. Nodding his assent at hoe he owed her lunch, the knight would agree to just about anything right now.
"Then let us be off." And away from this place that he would probably just continue to sit on the marble bench and cry at.
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She tucked her arm into his as if they were simply out for an evening stroll--she wasn't about to let the knight get away. Yotsuyu figured he would not claim he was fine--and after what she had seen, she would not believe him anyway! And she simply wasn't above a bit of bullying (Hendrik, or anyone else) if it was for their own good, in the end. Still, she patted his arm with her other hand, trying to be reassuring.
"Well then, company you shall have. To the cafeteria, first, and we shall bear the trays to my quarters. You'll rest where I might watch you, and if you need a sleeping draught, you'll have one I brewed with my own hands." Not that she was certain he'd take one, but the Twelve knew she'd had difficulty sleeping of late. Not that she'd breathe a word of it to him for the moment. His problems were tantamount.
"I shan't sing you to sleep, though!" she said teasingly. "A murder of crows sounds sweeter than I. I may let you use my lap as a pillow, however, should it help you sleep."