33 - Soldier | Dictated / Action

[radiantwingedone]

[ So Duke had woken up last night, a bit bewildered and confused as to where he was. But the quickly placed and frantically purring weight of his cat, and the intent humming of his Altaria had him... more or less just curling around them and going to sleep. He could deal with everything later.

And so he did. And it was a bit of a grumpy later, to be perfectly honest. Grumpy at the castle, grumpy at those Gentlemen creatures-

On that topic, he reaches over and... Oh, good, he can talk to the journal. ]

Assuming this means the.... gentlemen, were taken care of.

[ Duke's tone indicates if they got away with what they did, he's going to be fairly disappointed in all the residents. But on the other hand, he can talk again. Hopefully that means the damn things had been killed.

After that, Duke can be found either in the kitchen. He's pretty quick to avoid the table, though, despite his collection of snacks. ]

Comments

[lord_wizard]

No. I did. I missed something. I should have done something differently...and now there are monsters...

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke sits there, confused for a while.

Nope. He's just not understanding. He definitely missed something. ]

Its past.

[ Although he's not sure what that means about monsters. He circles his magic once or twice and... no, there's no monsters he is familiar with. ]

Do you want tea?

[ Maybe it will make him feel better? ]

[lord_wizard]

[Do wolves like tea?]

Alright.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke pushes a cup toward the sound of his voice, but not off the edge of the table. ]

Here.

[ And then his hands are back to making himself a sandwich. ]

[lord_wizard]

[He walked, haltingly, up the table and wrapped his hands around the cup]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Its probably too strong, and room temperature.

The blind guy made it, okay. ]

[lord_wizard]

[He'll deal with it.]

You aren't angry?

[At the castle. Or him.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke is silent for a bit as he works a little through his sandwich.

He needs to think on that. Is he angry? ]

I'm angry at the Gentlemen.

[ He didn't like that particular brand of helplessness and blind fear that came from being unable to see what was going on and being held still. ]

If the castle was the reason they came, then I am angry at the castle as well. I don't know that, as it was brought to my attention that perhaps not all that happens to us here is directly willed from the castle. So that's just.... not really anything I know what to do about.

[ ... and he doesn't like the castle due to his loss. But that's not... like he's going to punch it. That would only hurt his hands. ]

.... Suppose I'm angry at myself for being unable to hold them all off - the things that-

[ Never mind, he's not going to talk about the holding down thing. That was the most distressing. ]

[lord_wizard]

[He can see it swirl around Duke even if he doesn't say it, though Felix can't what the lurid yellow swirls mean other than distress and fear. But he can put together enough to guess. Had he known, he would have sympathized. He'd had something like that happen to him once, and he's never quite recovered from it.]

No one would blame you for that.

[radiantwingedone]

I suspect the most that someone else would do is parrot my words back at them - that I should not feel terribly off about something I could do nothing about.

[ But that's the problem. He couldn't do anything about it. That's what he hates, right there. ]

[lord_wizard]

[Felix is silent a moment, turning the cup very slowly about on the tabletop. He hasn't much touched it otherwise]

We don't face blame but regret. It's one thing to be careless but another to be helpless.

[radiantwingedone]

They feel similar, sometimes. Likely hindsight messing with memory of events.

[ He supposes he could connect being alone to being part of the problem, but having someone near didn't seem to stop one of the other ones, if he remembers right.

... He's just going to eat, now. Enough talking about this for the moment. ]

[lord_wizard]

[And Felix will drink his tea in awkward silence. He doesn't like it, but he thinks maybe doing so will not upset the wolf more than he has already.

Eventually, if Duke does not say anything else, he will shove the cup away and lurch away in search of other voices]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Nope, Duke's occupied on food for now.

He does offer a vague wave when he hears the chair move followed with footsteps. Bye, Felix. ]