Teja son of Tagila (
ostro_goth) wrote2013-10-18 11:02 am
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OOM: In the forge, for Jean Valjean
[[OOC: Immediately following this conversation]]
Teja is in the forge this evening, sharpening a new blade on his whetstone by the window.
Work goes slower without Javert; but then, on the other hand, the Goth has no war to outfit now, and he can make his swords at his leisure. This one is light and narrow, a thing that would have been used in the rennaissance or beyond, not a heavy medieval longsword.
The fire is burning low but steady, and the cats are sleeping by the hearth-stones, all four of them rolled up, with only one or two watchful eyes cracked open when a visitor enters.
Teja is in the forge this evening, sharpening a new blade on his whetstone by the window.
Work goes slower without Javert; but then, on the other hand, the Goth has no war to outfit now, and he can make his swords at his leisure. This one is light and narrow, a thing that would have been used in the rennaissance or beyond, not a heavy medieval longsword.
The fire is burning low but steady, and the cats are sleeping by the hearth-stones, all four of them rolled up, with only one or two watchful eyes cracked open when a visitor enters.
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Teja looks at him almost ruefully, as Iif the metaphorical offer of said wire brush was now in order.
"I would hope that he gives you answers; for he is a true master of dogged silence and the refusal to speak. Until then, one must infer and guess. You should indeed speak with him, if you are not wholly enemies in that way. Two things, though, I would ask of you in this."
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Instead, he thinks of a time where Javert was only too willing to speak, and wondering if he should want him to return to it. He has known the man to always talk much, and say little, but it clear that things are different now.
'You may ask.'
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Teja shrugs.
"The edge of 'must be known' and 'may not be spoke' again is so, so narrow in this."
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'And the second?'
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"Do not press the subject of the blood-drinker when speaking with Javert; he is more than spooked from it all, and his soul is not whole. Sometimes, it may happen that the mere memory of a thing will plunge a man into darkness beyond his own help. Whatever happened, or happened not, he took it very badly while maintaining that it is all, in some way, his own fault."
Again, an offer of a wire brush might well be in order. Teja shrugs ruefully.
This must be spoken of.
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He most certainly does not wish to press any subject. Well, that is clear. But he is too preoccupied with the notion of the man no longer being whole in soul; for the first time, there is a hint of curiosity to his thoughts, above and beyond the desire to right a possible wrong.
'I apologise for drawing you back into this, Teja. I simply did not know who else to ask. I cannot promise to be of any help to him - if it is as you say, and he left this place at the mention of my name, I may only make it worse. I will not press him. I will do what is best, even if it means withdrawing entirely, and speaking to him only when it is necessary to conclude our business in our own world.'
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He sighs, just a little, and sets his empty cup down.
'I will not agree to speak to the doctor until I have spoken to Javert. It is not fair to decide anything about him, without the man himself being heard. And if he asks me to go away, and never speak to him again, I expect I will heed him.'
Even he, he thinks, would not be able to resist such an invitation. To walk away from arrest, after years of being persued? He does not think he is strong enough to refuse the chance. Not if it means he will be able to stay with Cosette.
But then, he does not truly believe - even now - that Javert will allow this. In truth, he has no idea what he will do, or say, or how such a meeting will progress.
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'That is your choice, of course. Tell me then, how I will recognise this doctor, should the need to meet with him arise.'
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He bows shortly, and then straightens his coat.
'No doubt we will meet again. Good evening, Teja.'
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"I am sure we will," he says, "and eventually, I shall play you music, and we shall not have to speak of dire, painful things. Now is not yet the time, though. I am sorry for that, but thus is fate."
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If there is ever such a time where dire, painful things do not rear their heads.
'But you are right; it seems it is God's will to have us delay. So be it. There is time enough.'
A smile then, brief but genuine, and he slips out of the door.
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