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| So now he knows.; Freeform part 1 | |
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| Topic Started: Feb 3 2008, 12:52 PM (255 Views) | |
| McGonigle | Feb 3 2008, 12:52 PM Post #1 |
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Something nudged his head. He ignored it, pulling the sleeping bag around him in the attempt to drift off to sleep again. The nudge came again, he moaned and ignored it, he was sure he hadnt had enough sleep yet. Then another nudge, more firm this time. His groan had more emphasis than the previous one, as he realised his father wasnt going to allow him to go back to sleep. He slowly opened his eyes a crack, only to be dazzled by the light. Why had his father opened the curtains as well? Then came another nudge. He groaned again as he brought one of his hands into the room in an attempt to shade his eyes. Slowly the vague colours dulled into a clear image and he found himself staring at some old pine floorboards. Then he began to realise he wasnt in his room anymore. For one thing he was sure he normally didnt sleep on the floor. That and he was sure the floor to his room had less junk, and a carpet. He groaned. He couldn't place where he was, or even what he had done the day before. He felt another gentle shove, and he reluctantly turned his head towards the irritation. It was Zane, perched on a small heap of magazines. The small creature playfully nudged his head again. He awkwardly pulled an arm out of sleeping bag to pat the ochre lizard. Then he just lay there for a few minutes, just smoothly running his hand down Zanes back. He was engrossed in the sensation as the soft scales slipped under his hands and listening to the gentle croon. Finally the presence of the charmander allowed his sleep muddled mind to realise that he was in Aarons house. While it wasnt unusual per say, he distinctly remembered Aaron saying something about the work he needed to get done. That they were just going to have the picnic and then he suddenly groaned. He had forgotten about the blasted picnic, and the events surrounding it. He slammed his fist into the floorboard, relishing the pain as a distraction from the disaster he was recalling. Suddenly the little reptile sprang off its perch. Scrambling over Conall in its hast to get to the now opened door. Then it started scrambling at the legs of the boy who now stood in it. Aaron's viewpoint So your finally awake, its past ten you know. I began, as I stooped to stop Zane clawing a hole in my trousers. So how are you holding up? I asked, although that was fairly clear anyway. Im not really sure, he commented meeting my eyes. He sounded exhausted and his eyes seemed to sit into the black bags. He probably had barely slept at all, damn I should have insisted he had the bed. He needed the sleep far more than I did. Then he suddenly turned away, his eyes falling to the floor It actually happened didnt it? Did he definitely see us. Yeah, Im pretty sure he saw us, Im afraid. My comment was at first just met with a groan. Pushing some clothes out of the way, I sat down beside him "And it was definitely while were ..." he trailed off; I knew what he was leading at. About whether his father had seen anything that hinted we were together; anything that revealed that Conall liked boys. I couldnt bare to look at him for a while, he hadnt even came close to making the first steps and though my lack of discretion I had revealed his secret to the last person he wanted to hear about it "Yeah," I interrupted his silence, bringing my gaze back towards him. Great, just great. He muttered to himself. "Why was he there. I slipped my hand into his and for a moment we just sat there in silence, he was probably running over yesterdays picnic in his mind and I was sitting there struggling to work out what would be the right thing to say. Finally I broke the silence, So now hes aware of our relationship, its not as bad as you think. I began slightly shifting my position. So I could meet his eyes, the normal rich green seemed dull and unresponsive. Now Im not saying the next few days are going to be easy, but trust me you will get though this, there is light at the end of the tunnel. I commented gently, even to me it seemed clichd. Yet I just didnt have any other inspiration. So I just tried to continue, trying to keep my voice sounding upbeat. and Ill be there the entire time, together we can get though this cant we? However this last comment was just met with silence. His gaze fell away from my eyes, sinking towards his own feet. Again we sat there, even the forced optimism of my last words seemed a distant memory. I had never seen him this cold, so distant, it was worrying. It seemed to be reflected in the very ambience of the room, everything seemed duller and a chill breeze seemed to creep up my shirt. Zane you had before been waiting patiently, unusually for him scampered out of the room. I doubt he understood the problem only experiencing the emotional reaction to it. I didnt blame him; I might have left myself, if I wasnt so fixed with my own guilt in this problem. You dont agree, It was slightly obvious by his stony reaction to my suggestion. Still it broke the awful silence. Look, Conall stammered you must have caught the look on his face. The shock the disgust, the loathing. Some last reserve of resolve seemed to run out and he just collapsed into me. He continued but his torn voice took longer, and I could feel him shivering against me He hates me, I just know it. My own father hates me, why did he have to be there? Why did he have to see? Each word of the final sentence was separated as he finally completely broke down. His body was now shaking, and I could feel his tears on my chest. He just kept stammering the same word repeatedly Why? I just wrapped my arms around him and just sat there, waiting till he calmed down. into the floor. I dont know how long it lasted, I just sat there, unable to think of anything I could say. I took a deep breath, and then began again. Look, its not as bad as it seems, you know. Can you remember the fit my mum had when I came out? She practically threw me out of the house, but it didnt last. Its not the same situation though is it? If I recall your coming out was almost exactly by the book. She didnt walk in on you and Liam making out, did she? No you broke the idea to her gently and she still reacted badly, whereas I he trailed off again. His mind seemed to be replaying the events by the river side again. I had tpo admit to myself, he had a point. I can recall the sleepless weeks I spent hunched over my computer reading testimonials before I finally felt ready to come out. While I was sure I couldnt have had the ideal coming out. She definitely never discovered me with Liam. I dont think it matters when it comes down to it. Look youre his son and he cares for you. You just need to work at it slowly, make him see your point of view. You can get though this. To be honest I wasnt completely sure myself, people were different, and his father was slightly peculiar. There were just these little anachronisms, his instance on never using any man made transport. As well as hearing the fallout of his squabbles with Conall about his work at the lab. The man seemed slightly set in his ways, and his ways were probably a few hundred years old. I have to confess I dont have much experience of his father, with Conall not being out we didnt spend much time at the house. But I dont know what to say, As Conall spoke he shifted his gaze looking past me and out though the window. I dont feel ready to be out yet, I still dont feel that certain about it myself. I just dont feel ready to try explaining it to someone else. Especially not my dad, and in particular not after hes been drinking. The uncertainty again, not that I was too surprised it was surfacing now. Struggling to hide what I was feeling about it I cautiously commented You didnt seem to be uncertain about us yesterday. Thats not what I meant. Conall corrected hastily. Its just, he sighed, gripping his head with his hands. I know how I feel about you but he paused for a moment in thought. I know I care for you, and you know that, Im just not sure about the rest of it, okay, and I definitely dont feel up to explaining it to my dad. At least not yet. So what are you planning to do till then. Well, I think I could do with getting out of the town, one of the projects at the lab requires some field surveying doing. I was originally going to wait till your deadline was over before going. Then you could continue your lip service to being a trainer at the same time. Yet Im sure you could catch me up later Hey Ill have you know Im a great trainer. I responded almost automatically So youre going alone? Are you really sure thats the best idea. I could send Zane along for protection; you get along with him dont you. I knew the area around Rose town probably wasnt the most dangerous in the world. Yet still you heard sporadic stories about attacks beyond the towns borders. Or I could try to get my own, for one thing its probably less of a hand full than trying to keep an eye on Zane. Plus it might smooth things over a bit with my father, I think he fundamentally believes everyone should own a pokemon. I just nodded, his plan certainly had more merit, than what I was expecting to end up happening which was him hiding in my room, worrying about meeting his own father. There were obvious problems with the plan, but I let them slide, for now. I knew he really should speak to his father eventually, but that could wait a few days while he sorted himself out. It took us a while to actually get moving, he had to get dressed, and then we had a rapid breakfast. Finally there was the typical ritual of extracting Zane from whatever cupboard he had crawled into. Then we finally got out of the door. I cant say the weather was promising; the sky above was clogged with ominous dark clouds. As well as a sharp cold wind coming from the east, validating his point that he probably should get some more appropriate clothes Fortunately Conalls house was only a short walk away, just in the next street. However by the time they arrived the first drops were already being to fall. So we were in a slight hurry to get into the house. Then as we were stepping into the hallway So, what exactly has been going on? Conall jumped, as the voice rang out from the left. His elder sister Sarah, standing in the doorway. Because I know somethings going on, Im not completely oblivious. Then she just stood there in the doorway to the living room, her hands on her hips, waiting. Conall didnt seem to be doing much except shivering slightly. I placed a hand on his shoulder, then commented. It might be a good idea to tell her, shell find out soon enough anyway. Oh, that explains it, she commented flatly to my comment before Conall. So how did he find out about your boyfriend? What Conall stammered in response, How did you work that out so fast. I have known what you two were getting up to for a while now. Im not completely dense, you know. Its not that hard, as the way you two were looking at each other. Well, either you were dating, or you both wanted to. She commented smugly. So why didnt you say anything about it till now. Conall asked cautiously, while he gripped my hand tight. I didnt know how to begin a conversation it without sounding disapproving. So, you dont have a problem with me dating your little brother. I probed, trying to ease the tension that I was sure Conall was feeling. His grip on my hand had become so tight it seemed like he was trying to crush my hand. I havent raised objections to any of his previous dates, I dont see any reason why I should start now. Unlike Katie I think youre a good match for him. Katie? I asked, I hadnt heard her pop up in his list of previous relationships. Look, lets not go there. He commented in a sudden hurry. Im really not in the mood to start with the telling of that story. Plus I need to get moving I want to be out of here before our father comes home. I caught his sister wry smile, and made a mental note to bring up the issue later. He was already moving up the stairs. So Im presuming hes planning to stay at yours till this blows over. Not quite, did he tell you about the field work exercise? Probably, I barely understand half of what he goes on about. Was it something to do with biodiversity of some strange group? That sounds along the right lines. Anyway hes planning to start that earlier, so hell be completely out of town for a while. At that she sighed. Dont tell Conall I mentioned, but I worry about him. I cant really see him being that good at defending himself. You will look after him wont you. She commented for the first time in the conversation her tone was serious. I cant leave with him, my exams are next week, and I could do with studying. I tried to offer Zane to go with him, but he wouldnt have it. I believe he intends to get his own pokemon, although to be honest Im not quite sure why? I dont know, the added responsibility would probably help him. I know father would approve of him getting his own pokemon. Yet I have a plan, Im going to give him my escape rope unit. Its still functional and I had it recently recharged. That should keep him out of trouble. At least I hope. I hadnt let myself dwell on the dangers before. Yet now Sarah had brought it up I was less sure. He really did tend to the oblivious, and I had the feeling that the chances of him requiring the teleportation unit were high indeed. We sat there in silence, Sarah was fiddling with something in her lap and I was trying to relax. Attempting to repress the worries that were flitting into my mind. Conall came back down the stairs, now laden with a backpack. It was far bigger than the one I had taken, a proper hiking one. (Probably a previous belonging of his father) I had a feeling he had at least one textbook in there, as well as some other strange apparatus. Here take this. Sarah commented handing out a small purse. Before you make a comment, you may need it and they dont pay you enough at the lab. I volunteer, they are not meant to pay me. He commented slightly outraged, I knew this argument was a traditional one in his house. Still, you dont have an income and I do. So what sort of sister would I be if I let you wander off without any money? She commented pushing the purse into my hands. Make sure he takes it. She paused then turned to her brother. You know I am not good at goodbyes. So take care of yourself, and be sure to ring. You have my number and Ill normally be out of the house between 11pm and 3am so theres no chance of father overhearing. Got that Then Conall smiled again and nodded. Then they had one of the most awkward hugs I have seen due to the oversized bag. With that we left his house and set out again. |
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| McGonigle | Feb 16 2008, 11:01 AM Post #2 |
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Just to Bump the topic now I've actually finished it off. |
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| Jolt | Feb 19 2008, 08:43 AM Post #3 |
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First, sorry for the wait, I have been hella busy. Oh, and do not let this grade deter you from freemorming again in the future. This could have been done without doing a freeform for it. Nothing exciting happened, it was basically just a normal post, only longer. It was a house post labeled as a freeform. When a piece doesn't have a climax, its just a big heap of words strung together without meaning. I found the dialog to be choppy. Towards the middle/end, after Aarons Viewpoint, there is entirely too much of it for my tastes. But, to each his own I guess. I did, however, like the use of your words. In a few situations, I saw that you used a word that I hadn't seen in a while. Small stuff likes that draws me to a piece to an extent. Anyways, I am giving you the typical Escape Rop with three charges, the poketech, and 5,000z, for the house post. As for a Freeform grade, you get 4.5 :exp. |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | |
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| McGonigle | Feb 24 2008, 05:09 PM Post #4 |
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Don't worry about the wait, I was working on my next post while I waited for the mod. .3 and thanks for the feedback, it was useful. I was trying something a bit different to my normal style and it obviously didn't work as I intended.
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and thanks for the feedback, it was useful. I was trying something a bit different to my normal style and it obviously didn't work as I intended.
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