heavenfang | Eighth Star

Entry tags:

Eighth Star

I'm...not certain I'll be as active as I can be with these plants about, ha ha!

It's not that I'm naive or anything! I mean, I have been kissed and all ~~Kasumi~~ but I'd rather not put anyone in an awkward position, you understand!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Kazuki thought. Nothing had made much sense since he arrived at Discedo, and this was certainly no exception. His heart felt pity for Tir, who was obviously a very kind person, and burdened with something he didn't want. His common sense told him to get out of range as soon as he could.

He never had much to say for common sense.

"I trust you, Tir."

...

Tir paused a long moment, looking at Kazuki. He met eyes with him and still...still he had his doubts.

"You trust me...but do you trust the Rune? The chip is the only thing keeping it in check..."

"Well, no..." it was hard to explain why he made his decision, when it was half due to sympathy and half his gut instinct, "But here, I'm just as likely to get eaten by monsters or... killed. I wouldn't want to stop being friends with you just because of another risk like that."

"Besides, even if the worst happens, it wouldn't be your fault, right? I wouldn't blame you for something you can't control."

Tir curled into himself, letting out a heavy sigh as he placed his glove back on. He flexed his fingers for a moment, mulling over his next words. Things like this were always difficult to say.

"My lack of control doesn't make my guilt any better."

"...I'm sorry about that," Kazuki replied sincerely, "It must really suck to not be able to get close to people because you don't want to hurt them."

"But I don't think it would be fair of me to avoid you because of that. You're a really nice guy, Tir, and I'd like to stay your friend."

Tir couldn't help but feel a bit choked up. Kazuki has been the first to hear about his Rune at length, and the explanations as to some of his behavior regarding interpersonal relationships. And yet here he was, saying he'd still stand by him as a friend. Tir didn't know whether that was just foolish or...

"Thank you, Kazuki," he said in a near whisper, looking back up to his friend.

It probably was foolish of him, and he did have the feeling that he was doing something dangerous, but he ignored it. Tir had been extremely kind to him, so far as to protect his life against the monsters. Kazuki felt that it was only right of him to return the favor the best he could.

"Don't mention it," Kazuki smiled awkwardly in return, feeling very embarrassed for being so open, "You've already worried enough about me!"

"Looks like we've got to look out for each other, still, ha ha," Tir said with a somewhat inward laugh as he rubbed the back of his head. He then remembered something, his face lighting up.

"Oh oh! I bartered some stew ingredients at the Northern Lights! I've got a recipe that's sure to knock your socks off!"

Any mention of food that didn't involve "cold" or "canned" was sure to please Kazuki. "Seriously? That's awesome! I don't think I've anything that nice since that Thanksgiving dinner before..." Since he couldn't go out on his own very often, he had to simply make do on days that lunch wasn't being served at the cafeteria, "Thanks a ton, Tir."

"It's Gremio's special recipe! It may not taste as good as the real thing, but I'll do my best. Most of the veggies are canned, though...," he said, almost disappointed that he couldn't use fresh ingredients. Ah well, beggars couldn't be choosers.

"That's okay," he said, and sat up attentively with his legs crossed under him. Fresh things couldn't be grown here very easily, right? Although he saw that greenhouse on the rooftop of the high school, but that was most likely it.

"Who's Gremio? A friend of yours?"

"He was my caretaker since I was a young boy. He always made this soup for family dinners and such. Heck, even on the road he still makes it when he's able to. It's my favorite!" Tir explained happily, putting on a tattered old apron as he went to prepare the stove.

Kazuki migrated to the couch, and hung his head over its back so he could watch Tir. "Caretaker? Were your parents too busy to take care of you?"

Way to step into a minefield there, Kaz.

Minefield indeed. Tir stops a moment, going silent, before going back to his work. His voice, however...is a lot less cheery.

"Father was a general in the imperial army, so he was often away on duty or campaigns. And mother, well...she died when I was still a baby. So it was up to Gremio, a former subordinate of my father, to take care of me most of the time."

"Oh..." He visibly deflated, knowing that there was no turning back from a response like that. Open mouth, insert foot.

"Was he good to you?" Kazuki thought of his friend's grandmother, but she was a terrible example. Hopefully Tir didn't have it so bad?

Tir laughed a bit, growing nostalgic as he looked into his past for those answers. Gremio was more than just a guardian to him, really...but that was difficult conveying to someone else.

"I wish he'd stop calling my young master at times, but yes...Gremio was a wonderful guardian. He was by my side up until the moment I was pulled here, even."

"Tir-bochamma," Kazuki tried on for size, and laughed under his breath, "I should call you that all the time now!" He was so composed and calm, it really seemed to fit well.

"Actually, I'd...rather people not know I'm a noble here. There was so much pressure that came with my duties back in Toran...it was something I didn't really want. On top of the Rune and everything else, I mean...," Tir laughed slightly, heating some water and the canned vegetables now. The broth would take some time to cook.

"That's okay," he replied, and stretched languidly. It was tough being inside all of the time, Kazuki was used to running every morning and now he couldn't anymore.

"I don't think anyone would pressure you anyways, it seems like there are a lot of people here that used to be nobles, or something like that."

"Still...I like just living a normal life. I've been in two wars, Kazuki. Lead one and fought in another...that's too much for a guy my age, you know?" Tir said with a sigh, checking on the broth every now and again.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Eighth Star

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log] lol these two could go on forever

[comment log] not that I mind, ha ha

[comment log] me neither :>

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]

[comment log]