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Tazenhani · 01-31-2012, 07:41 AM

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Originally Posted by Jezabel Black

Well, Lights was frankly surprised the big guy was keeping in the tears. He kind of looked like the waterworks might burst at any second. Not that she minded - she was used to those situations.

"Shh, I know you are," soothed Lights, rocking him gently to try and relay comfort. Sabel was surprisingly good at the back-rubbing thing, as it turned out. She looked up at him. Since she was only 160cm, he seemed to tower over her from this perspective, but she tried to ignore that. "Hey," she said quietly. "Are you okay?" She gave him the All-Knowing Eye look. "I've done my confessional on the past. What about you?" She had an inkling Sabel knew what losing someone, a close family member, was like. How else could he be so sensitive about that topic?

Again, it felt like she was trying to comfort him, when he knew it should be the other way around. So he kept rubbing her back, trying to think of something to say. Only a tear came, running down his cheek and dripping onto her shoulder as she pulled back. His hands slid around to lightly hold her elbows, not even having the thought to wipe away the tear line.

For a good moment he hesitated as she asked about his past, as those shadows pressed forward. The one thing he didn't want her to think, was that she was alone with her grief, that there weren't people that could understand or help. He knew what that felt like, and he didn't want her to feel it.

"My sister," A slow, unsteady breath left him. "She passed away." His eyes dropped and he shifted his weight a little. "A genetic disease that...ate away at her neurological system over the course of her life, finally shut her body down when I was ten. She was seven." Turning his eyes away down the hall, he worried his bottom lip for a moment. "My mother passed away a few years ago of the same disease."

He glanced back at Lights hesitantly: he didn't want to confess any further than that.

01-31-2012, 07:41 AM	#43 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Jezabel Black Well, Lights was frankly surprised the big guy was keeping in the tears. He kind of looked like the waterworks might burst at any second. Not that she minded - she was used to those situations. "Shh, I know you are," soothed Lights, rocking him gently to try and relay comfort. Sabel was surprisingly good at the back-rubbing thing, as it turned out. She looked up at him. Since she was only 160cm, he seemed to tower over her from this perspective, but she tried to ignore that. "Hey," she said quietly. "Are you okay?" She gave him the All-Knowing Eye look. "I've done my confessional on the past. What about you?" She had an inkling Sabel knew what losing someone, a close family member, was like. How else could he be so sensitive about that topic? Again, it felt like she was trying to comfort him, when he knew it should be the other way around. So he kept rubbing her back, trying to think of something to say. Only a tear came, running down his cheek and dripping onto her shoulder as she pulled back. His hands slid around to lightly hold her elbows, not even having the thought to wipe away the tear line. For a good moment he hesitated as she asked about his past, as those shadows pressed forward. The one thing he didn't want her to think, was that she was alone with her grief, that there weren't people that could understand or help. He knew what that felt like, and he didn't want her to feel it. "My sister," A slow, unsteady breath left him. "She passed away." His eyes dropped and he shifted his weight a little. "A genetic disease that...ate away at her neurological system over the course of her life, finally shut her body down when I was ten. She was seven." Turning his eyes away down the hall, he worried his bottom lip for a moment. "My mother passed away a few years ago of the same disease." He glanced back at Lights hesitantly: he didn't want to confess any further than that. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.