Logs:Build Up or Break Down
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| RL Date: 2 August, 2013 |
| Who: Tayte, U'by |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Tayte started with Issues. After a rough couple of days, she makes a choice that's supposed to make it better. Supposed to. |
| Where: High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 3, Month 6, Turn 32 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: H'vier/Mentions, K'del/Mentions, Jo/Mentions, Telavi/Mentions, Yvalia/Mentions |
| OOC Notes: Angst! Vignette! |
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| Heartbreak is easier when you're young, Tayte decided. There's no jobs that have to be done anyway, no responsibilities you have to fulfill, and definitely no child to put on a brave face for. Yvalia was far from stupid. She knew something was wrong, and would ask. No doubt K'del, when he visited his daughter, would hear about how Mommy was sad. And the confusion it left Yvalia with. Mommy told her little one that sometimes sad things happen and you can't help feeling sad, but that Yvalia helped. Mommy likes it when she smiles. Vali noticed, too, that Tayte liked to hold her more often. That any number of bedtime stories or 'one more thing!'s were indulged before putting her down for the night. She saw Mommy knitting, so much knitting. After two days, Tayte had suffered enough internal agony and questioning that she'd formed a plan of action. Two days of wondering why they-- why she wasn't enough for him; what was wrong with her? And was it really so easy to just throw her away? He got to keep Yvalia and the other woman. What was she left with? Half of a daughter, and feelings of worthlessness. It might be a stupid plan. Scratch that. It was a stupid plan. Some people, when they're feeling down, want someone to come along who will build them back up; but who did she have for that? In one night, she lost her would-be lover, her family, and her best-friend. When one can't be built back up, there's always the opposite way: hitting so low that there's nowhere to go but up. She was close, but not there yet. She felt like it would help to have her feelings of worthlessness justified. She knew a man who was perfect for that. It proved problematic for Tayte that H'vier was still on punishment. She had no recourse but to ask a friend with a dragon to relay a message. She knew, too, that the message needed to be of sufficient content to get him to come back. It wouldn't be easy. Tayte couldn't ask Telavi. Or Jo. Or K'del. So she was left with the only other rider she knew well enough in this place to ask something like this: U'by. She found him in the records room, reshelving some of the most tedious reports she thought she'd ever heard of. Once the small talk was out of the way, she asked: "U'by, you remember how Telavi fixed your jacket and we agreed I'd be able to ask you for two more messages?" The conversation was awkward. It was partly awkward because it was with U'by, who sometimes had difficulty expressing himself to her. He'd once manage to explain it was because she was pretty. It had gotten easier, of course, as they spent more time together, but this would have been awkward for anyone. She gave them a specific message. A specific message that Ekoth felt she needed more detail to relay. Asking for that detail and receiving an answer, had them both bright as a ripe redfruit. It got more awkward when U'by offered himself as an alternative. "Will," She'd hurriedly stopped him with his nickname and a touch to his arm, "I-- that's sweet, you're sweet, but I need not sweet. The opposite of sweet. I need him. I'm sorry." U'by's nodding acceptance of the rejection went on uncomfortably long. |
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