#aempathie

“ you can stay as long as you’d like, ” audrey reassures without being asked, preparing one of the guest rooms for the stranger; it was already half made-up, all of them were. you never knew when lost souls might wander in, for a night or two, for a month or two, for as long as they needed, the sanctuary would provide safe haven. “ there are only two rules: don’t grab anything from the cauldron without asking me, i will not reverse the effects of the potion for at least twenty-four hours if you do, ” tone started off serious, though by the end, the smile shone through her tone, “ and you must give me a name. it does not need to be yours, but it must be real. ”

“ halt! yes, you there, young lady! ” snapping his fingers, he forgets for a second that he is not at court, expecting that a courtier will grab the cloaked-woman and bring her to him. “  oh, forget it. ” throwing his cloak over one shoulder, he crosses the meadow to catch up to her. “ haven’t i seen you before? ”

@aempathie​  said  “do  you  have  a  minute  to  talk ?”  from  deanna  troi  !

 oh,   she'd rather not.    truly,    deeply,   in every way that matters.  half-blood has learnt many lessons as she grew up   -    a child of three worlds,    yet belonging to none at the same time.   (  how hard she works to be useful:   a brilliant mind,   too quick,   eyes too sharp for the softness slips out between the cracks of her defences.   )   people are better at a distance   -    far enough they may allow brunette to play whatever role others require without the attention needed to truly be known.

 curiosity towards the other doesn’t even out the risk,   nor does it make the swallowing of all the would-be replies that claw their way to maeve’s throat.   ❝   of course.   ❞    easy politeness,  indistinctive warmth as peridot gaze only briefly attempts to find a way up from screen simple nails continue tapping upon.    ❝    how can I be of service?  or should I be concerned my presence has unsettled enough people you wanted to check for yourself I’m not up to anything menacing?   ❞

        the two of them are alike — yuna can’t explain it,   can’t tell if there’s a hum in the air that gives her the feeling, but something told her she was probably looking at another demigod.  she wasn’t sure if she should’ve been glad; it was nice to see one of her own alive and  ( presumably )  well, although she didn’t exactly want to be in close proximity to any other mythological beings except for her guardian.  demigods could be found as easily apart as they were together but it just seemed... safer if they were apart.  running the risk of encountering another god or goddess out for blood aside from nemesis was not on any of her schedules.

but maybe her gut feeling about the other girl was wrong.  “hey, sorry, i know the isles are labelled alphabetically and all, but i was wondering if there might be a separate one for medical books specifically?”  the cadence of her voice displays no worry, despite herself.  for a moment, yuna wonders if she felt it, too.

“   well   i   am   a   very   human   man.   “   he   muses,   smiling   at   her   gently.   will   wonders   if   @aempathie​​   would   look   just   as   beautiful   under   the   artificial   light   of   a   starship.   yes,   she   would.   it’s   not   the   beauty   of   betazed   making   his   heart   race   and   his   hands   clammy.   it’s   deanna   troi.   though,   the   perks   of   such   a   planet   are   numerous,   even   without   his   present   company.   as   he   settles   against   her,   head   laying   against   her   lap,   it   felt   like   there   wasn’t   a   care   in   the   universe.   her   hand   is   moving   through   his   head,   keeping   him   just   barely   from   the   edges   of   unconsciousness.   “   imzadi...   “   he   starts,   reaching   over   to   press   his   palm   against   the   back   of   her   free   hand.   sometimes   he   plays   with   the   word   in   his   mouth,   saying   it   over   and   over   just   because   he   could.   

will   understands   the   meaning   of   the   term   better   now,   as   she   had   explained   things   to   him   further.   betazoids   have   a   spiritual   and   mental   connection   with   those   that   they   love   as   well   as   a   physical   (   at   least   in   their   case.   )   it   was   more   than   what   humans   felt.   imzadi   meant   the   first   one   to   experience   these   with.   he   felt   honored   to   be   the   first   to   take   deanna   troi’s   heart.   “   and   to   think   that   i   prepared   all   of   this   just   to   fall   asleep   on   you.   “   he   grinned   softly,   gesturing   to   the   blanket   under   them   and   the   basket   next   to   her,   still   packed   with   the   lunch   he   had   prepared   for   them.   how   was   it   possible   to   love   someone   as   much   as   he   loved   her,   right   now?