This time you have to walk alone
10-31-2014, 11:41 AM
she bruises, coughs, she splutters pistol shots , For a second, Serra had to fight back a rush of hurt feelings as Quelt corrected her. He had changed his name, then? And this time, she supposed, she was not welcome to follow in his pawsteps. It wasn't like she didn't deserve it, but it smarted all the same. The slate colored girl found herself reeling for a moment, unsure how to explain even to herself why this small fact, this two syllable word, hurt her so much. She had abandoned her ties to her blood family by claiming the name Walker with Quelt - and she had never formed the same relationships with the rest of the Walkers. And now Quelt was Quelt Rivers and Serra was still Serra Walker. She was suddenly no longer tied to him or to any of her family, and while it was potentially as simple as changing her name once more, the idea didn't occur to her. It was just a name, but to Serra, it had meant a great deal more than that. And now it was gone. When Serra did speak, it was more than a few seconds belated, and her voice was small and soft. "I see." Though her voice in and of itself did not seem unduly upset, she was . . . oh, hell, it didn't really matter, did it? So was she so damn upset? It was lucky that Quelt seemed easily willing to change the subject. Maybe he hadn't noticed Serra's reaction - she rather hoped that was the case, at any rate. Serra didn't want her brother to feel guilt for his decision; it was not his fault that she was still reeling, trying to find herself once more. "Bass will be lucky to have you." Serra said simply, nodding slightly. This was certainly the truth - Quelt would always be loyal to his pack, and he would be an excellent asset for Bass Destruction. And the someone else? Well, Serra could deal with that. She had a 'someone else' as well, after all, and she had come a little ways since she had been so jealous of Irune. The next turn of conversation was one a little less welcome to Serra, but she resolved to answer his question truthfully anyways. She owed him that much, at least. He deserved an explanation. "I have found love, that much is true - but he did not steal me from you. I took myself away because I felt inadequate and unwanted. Which was not your fault, Quelt. I let my mind get the best of me and once I had gotten myself under control it seemed like an entire season had passed without me reckoning the time and it was . . . strange. Imagine waking up one day knowing that time had passed, and then discovering that that time had not been a day or two but an entire season." Around Quelt, Serra was typically less formal with her words, but explaining that was difficult enough that she protected herself with the stilted words. If she focused enough on choosing what to say next she wouldn't have to think about what she was actually saying. Speech, |