Log: I hate my life. :|
*so, there's a pair of twins in the common room, playing with a deck of cards - not really doing anything interesting but they are quite happy with being in their own little world. A squirrel sits on Elured's shoulder, attentively.*
*a pair of much larger twins walk in, talking amongst themselves about Elu twins and Tyelko and Daeron and punching, though they fall silent when they spot the kids*
*the boys don't notice them right away - they're very much focused on their things and their own world*
*they approach quietly then, Telvo in particular trying to look as friendly as he can because he wouldn't put it past Daeron to put as bad a spin as he could on what happened* Hello.
*look up, both of them* *Red:* Oh. It's you. *>:|*
*sigh* Hi. How're you?
*Red:* Fine. *Flatly* *Rin is busy ignoring them both, he's passive-agressive*
*Telvo sits by them on the floor and looks at them seriously* What did Daeron tell you about what happened?
Nothing. *still flatly* We're not talking to you.
Then clearly he told you /something/ about me punching him in the face, I just want to know how accurate it was.
*Red, stubbornly:* We don't owe you anything. You hurt people. *Rin, a bit distressed:* I thought you were nice. I don't trust you now.
*Pityo's about to speak but Telvo elbows him* *quietly* Remember when I told you to be kind to my big brother, that his mind couldn't take it?
*chooses /this/ moment, of all times, to walk into the room, but upon seeing the confrontation, stops at the door*
*Rin is desperate to get out of this situation, and at the same time he's the only one who had that conversation with Telvo, so he's stuck, but he shoots a desperate glance to Iphigenia before he replies to Telvo.* Yes. We told Daeron that he shouldn't do that. It's not a reason to hurt him. He's our only family. *Red, on the other hand, just stands moodily to go hug her as he can.* Don't talk to them. They're bad. *He whispers it*
*just to make things more awkward!* *wanders in from outside, takes in twin Feanorian HOLY CRAP* ----/you!/
*she's still just standing there, awkwardly, because apparently that's what she does best, but she does hug Red*
*well, Rin just runs away from this minefield and comes to cling on the other side, because this is scary*
I /told/ you to stay away from them! *irritably*
*whispers softly to the boys* Are you all right? What's going on?
*Telvo's caught in the middle of trying to explain, shuts his mouth with a click of teeth and turns to glare at Daeron* You can't prevent us from using the common areas of the mansion, Daeron.
*almost flinches at the glare, but stands strong and glares back, jaw set stubbornly* Then you can pass through. Don't talk to them. I don't want your family /near/ them.
*Red is going to explain, because Rin is too busy freaking out* This one, our Uncle Daeron, *points* he was our father's bard. He takes care of us. That one, *points at Pityo, who is the one not talking at the moment* he had us be lost in the forest when they invaded our daddy's kingdom. *Points at Telvo* He wasn't there. He's trying to convince us they're sorry, but he punch uncle Daeron in the face because of us.
*o.O* ...Oh. do you want to leave? Are you alright? *awkward familial situations ftl!*
*Telvo closes his eyes for a moment as Red talks, Pityo just clenches his fists* I knew that you wouldn't have told them the truth. *turns as if to go, reaching out to bring Pityo with him* Just stay away from our brother, he deserves better than dealing with you.
*cling!* No. Maybe if we're here they won't fight too much.
I'm not going to fight anyone. *gives Pityo a look* And I'm not planning to go near /him./ I told you what I think of your brother. That hasn't changed.
*speaking of people! is just coming in from downstairs, looking rather worn out and broody as per his usual, if maybe a bit more, and not quite paying attention*
*now Pityo speaks up* Regardless of the fact that he has. If you would speak to him beyond accusations you'd notice that.
*looks up, and his face goes flatter* He can speak for himself. *wheels and looks at the twins, eyes kind of blazing* Let's go.
Pityo: You wouldn't listen to him anyway. You've had plenty of time to notice.
*glances his shoulder* I really don't care if a couple traumatic experiences have driven your brother crazier than he already was. If he wants to pay, then he can pay. But away from the twins. I'm not risking them. *not quite savagely*
*Rin is a bit calmer, now, and - still hugging a reassuring Edain friend, is going to say something.* I like Tyelko. *loud and BLURTED.*
Telvo: *grips his twin's arm tightly as he makes a sharp move, to make sure he doesn't do anything stupider than Telvo's already done* You don't know anything about our brother, or our family.
*walks in on that last sentence, and sees boys gripping her friend and cousins getting angry at Daeron, and possibly a crazy fiance witnessing all this....* He does, actually. *to Telvo.* I told him all there was to tell.
I know enough. *not quite spat and still glaring daggers at Pityo*
*--oh. it's an Irisse. pause.* Lady. *curtly*
*glances up at his name and just - stops ohshitno kind of panic*
*crouching down to the twins' level* Are you /sure/ you want to stay? *because really, she's fine with hightailing it out of here*
Rin: *waves happily at Tyelko*
*stares at Rin, kind of saucer-eyed because /aaaaaaaah/ can /run/ now?*
*Rin:* Yes. I'm worried about him. *points Tyelko* *Red:* You're crazy.
No, we do not want to stay. We are leaving. *and then a glance at Pityo and can't resist* --no, /he/ is.
And so you speak to me as a Lady, but you insult my betrothed, and do not even listen to your children? *evenly and angrily* And you insult my cousins as well. Some role-model.
*are not going to go away from the non-Elf. She is sane. That is nice.*
*Pityo tenses as he goes over to Tyelko, Telvo turns to look at Daeron* And you think /we/ are dangerous for the children to be around, when you behave like this, knowing that we can do and say nothing in our own defense in the presence of the children. Keep you predjudices and hatreds to yourself.
You have done nothing wrong. *slightest emphasis* I keep my insults for those who deserve them. Boys. Can we go? *at Telvo* At least I keep my prejudices and hatreds confined solely to words. *unlike you people!*
*headshake and is going to go hug a fiance, who really looks like he needs it*
No. *in unison, still hugging their friend, clinging, really.*
*...has gathered by now what the conversation is about, and is kind of glaring at Daeron too* ---I told you you can say what you like about me. But don't lay the same on my brothers.
Telvo: *walks slowly and calmly up to Daeron, his voice quiet but emphatic, hopefully quiet enough for the boys to miss* Know that I am the only thing that stands between you and my Twin's sword. *in a more normal tone* What you say to one of us, you say to all of us. We protect each other because no one else will. *looks at the kids* That is why I struck Daeron, in defense of my brother, not anything to do with you
*glance at Pityo, oh right there's a crazytwin now, flicker of nervous* ---*looks him in the eye and says in a more regular voice* You said you wanted to talk. Go ahead. We're all here.
*Red detaches himself from Iphi, just a little, but is still holding on* Are you sure it had nothing to do with us? It looks like everyone fights because of us.
*is just flicking gazes between people not at all sure what to do with this and feeling progressively more panicky* *quietly* No, I don't think it's because of you. I think you're an excuse for something your...uncle...has wanted to do for a while. Because of someone else.
Telvo: *to Daeron* I have /been/ talking, you just haven't been listening. *to Red, more gently* No, it wasn't because of you. Daeron hates my family, and so far every time our paths have crossed he has attacked us. As my brother said, he's just using your presence as an excuse. *goes back to stand with Pityo by Tyelko*
*oh, she really doesn't like it when children are used as weapons, and she holds the twins closer, staring grimly at Daeron, because he's clearly the Bad Guy here*
*is just sitting next to Tyelko - not talking, but giving a soothing presence, or trying to, at least.*
*deliberately doesn't look at Tyelko, keeping his eyes on Telvo* I'm listening now.
*gives her a one-armed hug, trying to soothe/ her/ as usual* *a slightly worried glance at twins but takes it away quickly and looks at his brothers instead*
Telvo: *not believing him one bit* You have to be blind if you haven't seen by now that my brother regrets what happened and would make it right if he could. All we have /ever/ asked of you is to cease your constant /attacks/ on him and us, and leave us all alone.
*are both clinging to Iphigenia, because in a way, she's neutral and sweet and good and not involved and they love her a lot, but they don't make any move to leave. This is important.*
And I've told you. I'm done with all of you. I will /gladly/ leave you to whatever you like, as long as it doesn't involve my boys.
You've said that, but you haven't yet. If it were left to you, the way we /breathed/ would effect the children.
*again, quietly* ...I...heard the...Elured and Elurin wanted to speak. I haven't heard them yet.
*Feanorians breathe fire? um* I haven't yet because I haven't seen any sign that any of your lot plan to stay away. *wait what glance at Tyelko*
*wow, someone wants to hear the minors. it's going to rain donuts* ARE YOU ALL DONE BEING STUPID ADULTS, NOW? *that's Elured, loud and clear*
*flinch a little*
*Pityo mutters something about 'ask your self-appointed guardian' under his breath*
*flushes a little and does shut his mouth, on the verge of likely saying something more stupid*
*gfjghjfg oh god are they all staring at her?* *sort of has a helpless look on her face*
*is not really looking at anyone, if it helps!*
*Elured talks, now, because he's had plenty of time to think about this mess while his brother was being social* Now. We want to know why you all think we /need/ to be taken care of. We did very well on our own. If anything, you all need babysitters. You. *other twins* Stop bullying people with your fists. You. *Daeron* Don't say things in our names. Please. You. *Tyelko.* Stop brooding. We decided you were an okay person. And be nice to your wife. She loves you a lot. And we will talk to who we want.
*kind of flinches when they get to him, yep*
*waitheadswivelatIrisseI'mnotbeingnice? O__o*
---boys, *a little pained*
*don't really care who 'takes care of' the twins, just get pissed about Daeron's reactions every time they or Tyelko end up in the same room as they are*
*is still kind of terrified right now, yep*
*blushes, and kisses his cheek* You are wonderful to me. Hush.
*still looks worried* --we can talk later.
*Pityo slides around to the other side of Tyelko and mutters in his ear* Your wife?
*slight tinge of color* --not yet. *:\ has been distracted okay?*
*still quiet* Good, I'd hate to think we hadn't been invited to the wedding. *winks*
*slight smile, looking relieved* Of course you're invited. You're my brother.
*oh yeah, the wedding! :D* *looks at Irisse and Tyelko and smiles slightly*
*Pityo smiles slightly and grips his shoulder briefly before moving back to Telvo*
*Red, still talking* We're not going to be an object of dischord. So until you can behave, we're staying with our friend. *to Daeron*.
*blinks, and then does look hurt* I can behave.
*even if he didn't speak to her, Irisse does follow a cousin with fond eyes. She likes twins a lot.*
We don't like being smothered. So prove it.
What do you mean, prove it? *not quite sharp*
*Pityo shares what Tyelko said with Telvo in whispers, and they pretend to be smirking at that and not what the kids are saying to Daeron*
That means if we want to talk to strange Feanorian people, you let us do so in peace. And it means you don't go around telling people not to talk to us behind our back. We're not ordinary children. We can get you into a lot of trouble. *fiercely* And we can go back to the forest, if we need to.
*stares at them, a bit annoyed* --fine. I just want you to know the /dangers/ of what you're getting into.
*holds them tighter, and stares at Daeron herself, irritated*
Live in the forest for two years. Then you can talk to us about dangers. *flatly*
*bites back a sarcastic retort, not wanting to make the situation any worse*
*stares at them a bit longer, then nods, tensely, not really seeing any options* Fine.
*you don't want to say anything, Pityo. These boys kind of defended your brother, here.* Then it's settled. *look up at Iphigenia* You don't mind, right? *a bit worried*
Don't mind what? *is a tad frazzled from this*
*is staring at them in some confusion, actually, baffled*
*sweet smile* That we stay with you for a bit? *until these crazy people have calmed down?*
*...o.O okay, is a little overwhelmed, but can deal* *smiles back* Of course. But you'll have to be on your best behavior.
---why? *quietly, in that slightly odd voice that's on the verge of something or other*
*so quietly* Why what, love?
*both nod, enthusiastically* Yes, yes, we will. We promise. *and they really will.* Just don't cook our meat, please.
Why - them. Why are they - /why?/ *can't articulate it*
...All right. *whispers* Do you want to come back with me now?
Yes, please. *what is done is done. For now, anyway*
*so is going to take them by their hands and quietly slip away, thankful*
*holds Tyelko in her arms, molded to his side* Hush, hush, it will be alright.
*they're so thankful to be out of there. Seriously*
*closes his eyes* Have I not been good to you? *worriedly*
*is leaving, now, after a last angry look at Feanorians, because srrsly. :\*
*shift close to Tyelko but not interrupting his moment with Irisse, just hovering between him and Daeron*
*resists an urge to say something nastier* ---if I hear a word about you - any of you - *spins and is /leaving/*
*Pityo starts to snarl after him, but Telvo grips his arm to shut him up and says quietly* Don't. He's not worth it.
My love, you've only ever treated me with respect and kindness. *kisses his lips, gently*
But they said... *worriedworried!*
They said I loved you. *softly*