26 - Sand Thief

[radiantwingedone]

Who: Duke and The Vesperia Household (Yuri, Ioder, Dhaos)
Where: at the Vesperia House
When: Late evening?
Status: Closed
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[ After that pair of moderately awkward voice-mails, Duke has packed a few things up - mostly clothing for the next day, a notebook or two, and almost hesitatingly a book on magic he recently received. That last probably wasn't smart of him, but... It was interesting, even if mildly painful. If he couldn't sleep...

If anyone was anticipating him arriving by searching with magic, he isn't giving his location away that way. He is trying to hide, after all, and if that means he has to be more careful while walking... well, its not going to be a speed reduction or anything.

But he'll be there before it gets too dark, looking a little worn, but not nearly as worn out as he'd been after the fear-curse. ]

Comments

[fortheempire]

[Ioder really can't help him if he's going to keep repeating things and not give an answer that really clues him in to why it's such a problem. Ioder is smart, yes, but he's not a mind reader.

He sighs, putting a hand on Duke's arm.]

Well... you're welcome to stay here as long as you need to, alright?

[radiantwingedone]

Thank you.

[ He's trying not to be uncomfortable with the contact, and it might show with the set of his shoulders. ]

... trying... not to be terribly obvious in.. avoidance, thus may not come back some nights. But.... thank you.

[ He can't tell if his stomachs complaining is from actually being hungry, or not wanting anything to do with food at all. Duke rubs at his face a little with the arm Ioder doesn't have a hand on. ]

[fortheempire]

[Ioder just nods, and stands again.]

You should try to eat something. At least a little bit.

[radiantwingedone]

..... Likely.

[ He'll pretty much stay put until its done, then, still not quite comfortable with his reading material. The little book looks handmade, even. ]

[fortheempire]

Good. I'll go finish it up then.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Yup and back to silence and not doing anything. Things he seems to be good at. ]

[fortheempire]

[Ioder doesn't mind the silence, though, and soon enough he's returning to the table with the food.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ What seemed like a good idea is feeling like less of one now. Duke eats, although its between pushing the food about as if expecting it to reduce in amount that way. ]

[fortheempire]

... we can put it away for later, if you want.

[This is just making Ioder worry more.]

[radiantwingedone]

.... Ought to.

[ Eat more. He follows that with taking another few bites but...

Clearly not that interested. ]

[fortheempire]

Maybe forcing yourself isn't the best idea.

[radiantwingedone]

[ But he might not feel hungry, and just forget to eat for too long if he doesn't 'force' himself. ]

Likely to forget to eat. [ He hopes he gives it a slightly distracted sound, like he focuses and tunes out everything else - like his stomach. Because that happens too. ]

[fortheempire]

I can remind you. I don't want you to make yourself sick by forcing yourself to eat...

[radiantwingedone]

... need not ....

[ You don't need to take time to help him keep track of when he ought to eat. He's old enough to do it on his own, even if it means that he eats when he's not particularly interested in it. ]

[fortheempire]

[who knew some one so quiet could be so difficult to argue with. Ioder sighs.]

Alright...

[radiantwingedone]

[ Quiet people are always hard to argue with. They simply don't reply and you're stuck wondering if the argument stopped, or was won-

Duke will take a couple more bites, then look for a way to store the noodles until later. ]

[fortheempire]

.. oh, here.

[Ioder snaps out of his thoughts when Duke moves, getting up to get some of those plastic storing containers from the kitchen.]

[radiantwingedone]

[ Another of a small list of things that are useful and he wouldn't have thought of while he was out in the woods.

He totally isn't distracted for a moment. ]

[fortheempire]

... Duke?

[Come back down to Vatheon, Duke.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Better than trying to seal the pot.

[ Yes he's finding the container fascinating. Shut up- ]

[fortheempire]

... yes. I found them here. They're very convenient.

[radiantwingedone]

[ This is an agreeing hum. They're nice.

But now he's packed it up, and finds a place to tuck it into the fridge. ]

[fortheempire]

Well... I'm not sure how much that helped, but I hope it did some.

[radiantwingedone]

[ ... Dammit Ioder- ]

... shall find out.

[ He's ready to go back to lurking in his new room. ]

[fortheempire]

Alright.

[Worry worry fret]

H... have a good night, Duke...