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Aug. 11th, 2009 06:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Glitch slept in late, not remembering Wyatt waking him before he left and instead retiring out to the rotunda with some books for the day. He sat on the swing, luckily having found the one where they had found DG swinging, not having to race back through the maze.
He read quietly through old books, books he had penned during his academic years. It was familiar, but he couldn't remember writing them.
He read quietly through old books, books he had penned during his academic years. It was familiar, but he couldn't remember writing them.
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:21 am (UTC)His finger taps his lips. "Though there were certain inefficiencies in their machine..."
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:26 am (UTC)Chewing on the inside of his lower lip, he looks out over the lake. Whichever one it is, there's so many of them around here.
"So, uh, we got loads of fish today. Loads." Once they started paying attention to what they were doing instead of horsing around and/or bickering about stuff. "Wyatt said you like fish, so... And we're having fish for dinner. He's helping in the kitchen."
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:31 am (UTC)He pushes to start swinging back and forth a bit. "Fish are great. Did you know, fish have a bladder of air that they use to control their buoyancy?"
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:41 am (UTC)He's quiet a bit longer. "You don't really like me and your dad, do you?"
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:46 am (UTC)He tilts his neck to the side and back again, feeling the vertebrae crack more than hearing it. "It's awkward, seeing him with someone else. Not Mom."
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:50 am (UTC)"I just don't want to make things hard for or between you and Wyatt."
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Date: 2009-08-11 09:57 am (UTC)"Why would I hate you?" He feels guilty now, like a hot, glowing branding iron pressed to his forehead. "Why would I be revolted? That's crazy!"
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:10 am (UTC)He did not see this coming. He didn't not see this coming, and now he has very little idea how to get out of it. He'll have to explain himself, and that means figuring out what exactly he feels, and he's rarely made time for introspection.
"Okay, look." He walks over and holds on to one of the thick old ropes keeping the swing above ground. "I thought he was dead. The Longcoats took him away, and we never heard from him again, and I don't know how long the bitch kept him imprisoned. Then one day, not even a month after my mother dies, we set up an ambush for a prisoner transport. Longcoats, and three high priority prisoners."
He sighs. "Dad's there, one of them, one of you. Looking exactly the same as he did when I last saw him, and I don't mean that like people do when they lie to people's faces about not aging. He hasn't aged one day, Glitch."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:15 am (UTC)He looks out. "I haven't aged really since I was... however old I was when I started working with moratanium." He looks back up to Jeb. "The magic is leeching back into the world now it's not all bottled up in those girls."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:23 am (UTC)"My experience with magic isn't all that memorable, but that's my point. Mom kept on hoping he'd come back any day. I thought he was dead, and he isn't. That's the first thing I have to come to terms with. Then there's the fact he's changed, we've all changed, and I have to get to know him all over again, and it just feels so strange having a dad again.
"And then there's you..."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:28 am (UTC)He looks back over the lakes. "I wasn't always a headcase. I dunno how much your dad told you... or I told you, frankly, but I used to be the Queen's Personal Adviser. We were like that." He twists two of his fingers together. "Before they took my marbles."
He rubs the zip and sighs. "I'd probably be worried to in your position. If I could remember long enough to worry."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:37 am (UTC)He smiles slightly, amused for some reason he can't think of. "And it's not what I was going to say, either."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:41 am (UTC)He looks to Jeb and laughs, swinging himself a bit more. "I wouldn't tell you not to worry. He's your dad, you have that right. It's a bit of why I want him to go with you. You two need that time, just you, without me hanging around like a bad smell with a perpetual tendency for breaking bones."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:44 am (UTC)"Aren't you even the slightest curious what I was gonna say before you went hunting conclusions?"
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:48 am (UTC)His voice is almost whisper soft and shy, not looking up to Jeb.
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:54 am (UTC)"Hey..." He reaches out, placing his hand on Glitch's arm. "I'm sorry. No one should ever have to feel that way. I was going to say you make him smile like it's the easiest thing in the world, and I have no idea how you do it. And, that I'm actually kinda glad you do. He needs to smile more. Be happy."
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Date: 2009-08-11 10:58 am (UTC)The fluidity of pronouns is confusing, even for the man using them. Then the bright smile is back. "You're sweet, like your dad. Thanks." He closes his hand on Jeb's and pats it softly.
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Date: 2009-08-11 11:03 am (UTC)He thinks he can feel a headache coming on, though he has no idea why, other than he feels terribly confused. Wyatt never did get around to explain about the whys and what fors of Glitch and Ambrose switching places.
"I'm not revolted. And I don't hate you. I just don't know you well enough to really like you yet, either."
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Date: 2009-08-11 11:06 am (UTC)He blinks and goes silent for a moment, then looks to Jeb and smiles. "Hi!"
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Date: 2009-08-11 11:10 am (UTC)Yeah. That's a headache, alright. "But sometimes, what?"
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