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And when we fall

May 13, 2012 21:21

Who: Chase and Uther
What: Mother's Day
When: Afternoon
Where: The castle
Rating: Low?
Status: Private/Incomplete

( We will fall together )

Comments 24

pendraeg May 14 2012, 05:42:50 UTC

Uther patted Old Lace. "Hello."

He gestured towards the horse, Morgana's palfrey, with his chin. "How was she today?" he asked.

chaseandoldlace May 14 2012, 05:52:42 UTC

"She was fine, just...fine." Chase sighed, one fist curling at his side--he hated that his bothered him so much, the whole goddamn day needed to go to hell.

It had been such a big deal when he was younger though, for all of them--they never celebrated together but Mother's Day had been like a second birthday for his mother. All of the other Pride families would send gifts and it wasn't until Alex translated The Abstract that Chase finally understood why. His mother had gotten pregnant first. She was the one that started it all. The whole insane business.

"Uther, think you can set up the sparring ring? I got some steam to let out." One of the reasons Chase had come to like Uther so much was that he knew when not to ask questions. If it were Karolina or even Vic in Uther's place, he knew there would probably be feelings involved.

pendraeg May 14 2012, 06:16:56 UTC

Uther nodded, "but you set up. I'll finish here." There was no point in allowing Chase to groom the horse while he was so agitated. She would be cooled down, but she would never settle down in her stall. Even war horses needed cues to know whether it was time to charge or time to enjoy a bag of feed in the quiet between battles.

chaseandoldlace May 14 2012, 06:34:29 UTC

"Yeah, sure." There was something to the nuances of horse care that Chase still didn't understand: times Uther would send him away or offer to do something in his stead. It was why, even after so long, he still preferred dinosaurs. Old Lace for her part seemed more than a little concerned as her master strode across the yard to assemble what had become Uther's personal training arena--it was little more than a grassy circle in the courtyard next to which a weapon and armor rack had been placed. The weapon collection was modest, all blunted practice versions that were lighter and easier to weild than real blades, though there were a few of those too ( ... )

Thread 23

chaseandoldlace August 26 2014, 14:44:47 UTC

In the time the twins worked, Chase pretended to rummage for a dustpan to help with the dried macaroni avalanche, desperately not wanting to risk looking at Uther until the sudden swell of emotion brewing in his chest was under control. These moments happened now and again, reminding him that as loved and welcome as he was here, it was not where he belonged.

Days after ones like this were usually marked by marathons of trying to figure out the Stein Bus' temporal-spacial GPS, which while supposedly calibrated to work in this universe had proven easily interfered with by whatever was responsible for the town's general Twin Peaks style weirdness.

It was only when Elionwy pulled on his shirt that he turned to see the result of their efforts, and what little control he'd gained faltered.

"Hey, awesome! Is that me and Old Lace too?"

'Shit don't cry, you're not gonna cry, Not when Gwydion's a sympathy crier...'Elionwy motioned for Chase to lean down, one tiny hand waving until she could cup it and whisper in his ear like her father ( ... )