Sci-Fi RP ~Lux in Tenebris~ (Brit)

[FaeWhisperer]

Elebron would be holding with bated breath when the door opened, and Faerwyn walked out, Ruevan not at all behind her. When the door closed, she looked around before touching her scar on her throat. She could speak again but, it wasn't the same.

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron watched her approach with a mildly confused expression “Faer? What happened?”

 

[FaeWhisperer]

Faerwyn looked to him, "He restored my voice," She spoke, but it was even more different than he had originally heard. Not like he would care at all, so what did it matter?

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron sighed, reaching out and gently stroking her neck “And this is why magical healing is such a poor idea. If he’d waited and taken the proper time with it, there would be no trace of your injury.”

 

[FaeWhisperer]

Faerwyn still winced when he put her hands on her, even though the touch was gentle. That didn't mean he wouldn't try something again. "Oh well," she spoke, seemingly not to care.

 

[RedCoat]

He frowned as she winced, the expression only deepening as she seemed so uncaring “Faer… I’m sorry. But do you realise what Ruevan would have done? He would marry you then murder you for the throne.”

 

[FaeWhisperer]

She pulled back from him, crossing her arms, “It’s not like I haven’t been through an assassination attempt before,” she spoke and Elebron would soon realize. Winning the affections of the princess would be harder than he thought, since it was very clear that she was afraid of him- well not so much that but she knew what he was capable of, so she was more wary than anything. And his narrative had changed? Why did he seem caring when he clearly held nothing but disdain for her?

(Oof XD)

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron narrowed his eyes "I'm the one who saved you, all those times Faer." He muttered at her "I'm fully aware." He sighed, shaking his head "How far do you think you'd have gotten without me? You'd be lying dead on the floor of the ship, a knife in your gut. Or you'd be gift wrapped for the bastards who burned our world." He turned away "Whatever. Try and help someone, get spat at in return..."

 

[FaeWhisperer]

“You know what I mean,” she spoke, watching him turn. “You’re the one who cut my throat to begin with.” She reminded Elebron, her eyes misting ever so slightly. “And to think, my most trusted confidant-“ those words would sting. Is that what she had thought of him? Trusted? Confided? Now he would understand her point of view, and how royally fucked up he did.

 

[RedCoat]

He winced a little, turning to her before grabbing said neck "Just feel lucky I stitched you back up, you ungrateful... No... What the fuck am I doing..." He let go, covering his face "Every reaction... Grah..." He walked off, punching a wall as he went, angry at himself more than anything.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

She gasped as he grabbed her throat, the painful reminder that he would never change. She was surprised though he stopped himself. She just let him walk off, figuring it was best not to follow.

A servant of Ruevan had been watching, and he stepped forward. “You know, he doesn’t seem all that nice,” he pointed out and Faerwyn sighed. “He means well,” she murmured and the servant gave a small snort, “You’ll be lucky if Ruevan kills you first rather than him,” at least Ruevan would be quick about it, the servant felt that the man he watched walk away would enjoy torturing the poor girl.

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron sat on his bed, head in his hands as he just... broke. He broke down into tears as the stress he'd been hiding from, the pain he'd concealed finally slipped out into the waking world. He'd done so many things for the Royals, he'd been forced to leave his family to die, his brothers and parents given no chance to escape... The fact he hadn't just killed Faerwyn was a damned miracle.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

Faerwyn frowned. “You don’t know that, he’s had to endure,” she cut herself off, sighing. If her father hadn’t forced things…told Elebron to protect her, instead of his family. She knew why he hated her, she knew. But she had no say in it, he just had everything twisted. Her father was the one to blame for the downfall of his people. Not Ruevan’s kind, just her father, a power hungry man.

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron just... sobbed. He wept and wept and wept, wishing he'd been stronger, just refused the king's orders, saved his family... But then he'd probably have just been put to death alongside them, for disobeying the royals. And... it was unfair to Faerwyn, that he blamed her, he knew. But he had to blame someone, else all that blame was piled on himself.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

Faerwyn looked towards the direction of where he went, and she but her lip. She hoped he would be okay, knowing that carrying that weight would make anyone lash out.

 

[RedCoat]

The Idea of checking on him passed through her mind, but conflicted with her thoughts about him striking her again. He was too unstable, too volatile. She wouldn’t be safe anywhere near him. At least serving Ruevan promised less chances of assault.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

She sighed, torn about her feelings. She then decided to go to her room, leaving the servant who had been talking to her behind. He did have a point, but she didn't want to believe it.

 

[RedCoat]

When she got to her room though, she found Elebron in there, holding a gun out to her, handle first "Tak... Take it and shoot me... Just end me..."

 

[FaeWhisperer]

She blinked and took the gun, emptying the chamber. "No." she said simply, "I don't care how terrible you've been to me, I will not do it." And he could tell, she meant every word.

 

[RedCoat]

“I… I mutilated you… your voice is gone because of me…” he slurred in his speech, and drink lay heavy on his breath “Jus… shoot me…”

 

[FaeWhisperer]

"So? Whose to say I didn't deserve it?" She asked, noting the drink. "Elebron," She murmured, her eyes actually full of concern, not like he would notice anyway.

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron suddenly moved, grabbing the gun from the floor and fumbling with the unloaded bullets “I’m a coward… was a coward when I didn’t save my family, coward now for not ending it myself…” he finally loaded one, turning the weapon on himself.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

"Elebron, you're not a coward," She spoke, reaching her hand out onto his, the simple touch could make him sober up just a bit to realise.. "My father is the one who put you through all of that, remember? He..He was the one to order us to stay behind rather than flee," that would pique his interest at least. Her father was presumed dead, but if the princess had been presumed to be so, then what's to say her father wasn't?

 

[RedCoat]

He looked up, confusion in his eyes “Bu… your father died on the… the first night… they were your orders to us…” he mumbled, his grip on the gun loosening.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

“No, it wasn’t,” she spoke and then Elebron would have a flashback- seeing the king and hearing him barking orders, telling Elebron if he didn’t choose to protect the princess, then he would kill his family himself and make Elebron watch it. And then he would hear the king shout that we were going to stay and fight. They weren’t cowards.

 

[RedCoat]

Elebron dropped the gun and hunched over, sobbing again "I... Why didn't I just... I should have taken you and left... left the madman to his ravings..." He looked up at her, and in his eyes she would see all the pain, all the struggles he had been through, that had made him snap and attack her... and the care he truly had for her, that had lead him to try and restore her voice.

 

[FaeWhisperer]

She felt pity for him, all the pain he had to endure. The stress.. "No, I should have been left there," she spoke with a sadness to her voice. Not seeing how he had cared for her.

 

[RedCoat]

He looked at her, shaking his head "No. You shouldn't have." He reached out and gently took her hand "You don't deserve the blame for your fathers actions. I... I shouldn't have blamed you." He murmured, his tears drying up now as he looked into her eyes "I care about you. I have done for years... I just... never thought I could say it and not be put to death."

 

[FaeWhisperer]

She blinked in confusion. What? What did he mean by that? "You what?" She asked him now, surprised by his words. If he truly cared about her, why did he lash out in anger? But then again, she didn't blame him. Not one bit. But still it made a mess with her feelings.

 

[RedCoat]

"I'm sorry... I... I developed a crush on you, about... about 6 months into when I first started guarding you..." He rubbed his eyes "It... It's still not gone. I just... it's eaten me up for years... If you don't... don't want me to stay, I'll go..." He told her, awkwardness in every syllable.