Title: Faith
’Verse/characters: Wild Roses; Brighid (Ruadhan, Donnel & Aifiric)
Prompt: 028 "Children"
Word Count: 163
Rating: G
Notes: vaguely sparked by the memory of my brother accidentally giving my mother a black eye when he was very small.
The Bruise was finally fading, from a deep purple-black to a jaundiced green, the edges of boy-sized finger marks blurring away.
She hadn’t screamed, or cursed (though when she did curse it was a memorable occasion, soft clear precise language detailing exactly what she thought) when it happened. Just made a small pained hissing noise through her teeth, which was somehow worse than a scream might have been. It had taken her son a moment to realize that the pained noise was his fault, and so the Bruise was that much deeper.
She also hadn’t let either her husband or her older son lecture him about it—though there hadn’t been much she could do about the glares that came his way whenever they spotted the Bruise under the edge of her sleeve.
To her younger son, she’d said only that some people were more fragile than others, and to all three she’d said that next time, he would remember, and be more careful.
’Verse/characters: Wild Roses; Brighid (Ruadhan, Donnel & Aifiric)
Prompt: 028 "Children"
Word Count: 163
Rating: G
Notes: vaguely sparked by the memory of my brother accidentally giving my mother a black eye when he was very small.
The Bruise was finally fading, from a deep purple-black to a jaundiced green, the edges of boy-sized finger marks blurring away.
She hadn’t screamed, or cursed (though when she did curse it was a memorable occasion, soft clear precise language detailing exactly what she thought) when it happened. Just made a small pained hissing noise through her teeth, which was somehow worse than a scream might have been. It had taken her son a moment to realize that the pained noise was his fault, and so the Bruise was that much deeper.
She also hadn’t let either her husband or her older son lecture him about it—though there hadn’t been much she could do about the glares that came his way whenever they spotted the Bruise under the edge of her sleeve.
To her younger son, she’d said only that some people were more fragile than others, and to all three she’d said that next time, he would remember, and be more careful.
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Date: 2006-02-09 07:02 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 08:11 pm (UTC)From:Fintain was a biter, when he was little. Phoebe spelled herself so there was a mild shock if he tried biting her. It also worked. =P
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Date: 2006-02-09 10:12 pm (UTC)From:i think there's something in every kid's contract that lets them get away with that once, altho mothers tend to be far more lenient about mistakes than on purpose tantrum driven punches. those have a rather limited time offer. past a certain age--forget it.
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Date: 2006-02-09 10:31 pm (UTC)From:'specially with Sabaeys, and most very expecially those with standard-issue human mothers. >.>
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Date: 2006-02-09 10:45 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 10:55 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 11:05 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2006-02-09 11:20 pm (UTC)From:. . *innocent*
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Date: 2006-02-10 11:39 am (UTC)From:I had no idea that Sabaeys were THAT much stronger/more real than the rest of us. Damn. It's a good point to note, and I hope we see it in play again.
And she's a loving mom, clearly. I'm shocked that the kid's dad didn't notice that thing first and have a Conversation with the kid.
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Date: 2006-02-10 02:51 pm (UTC)From:Oh, it will. If nothing else, warped wineglass stems and banisters because they happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. :) Or, for that matter, several of the cast being able to pull scarily weighted longbows and recurves with not exceptionally much difficulty, or kicking something to death.
*chin in one hand* or referencing an incident wherein one put another one through a brick wall when they were both teenagers.
The strength is a side effect of the same set of tricks that keep them from dying of exhaustion in their forties. Different mitochondrial arrangement, in one sense--they don't look much different, but it's inheritable and use-based (ie 'use it or lose it'). It also means that they--and every other active mage-type--live with a eternal case of the munchies. A pregnant active mage is a terrifying thing. :D
And she's a loving mom, clearly.
Yeah, she is. Second-and-last of the Queens, and the only royal wife who was purely mortal. (Phoebe goes without saying, and both Joceline and Amarante had relatives and direct ancestors who were mages.)
I'm shocked that the kid's dad didn't notice that thing first and have a Conversation with the kid.
. . . . . . . Set dad = Aifiric. At once both very busy and not exceptionally aware of his children until they're old enough to be useful or dangerous. In all honesty he wasn't a very good father--I think the only one of his kids who loved him as a father was his youngest. Brighid's boys were actually usually a little jealous of their father for coming in and stealing their mother's attention--because she was Queen as well as mother, and so wasn't always there all the time.
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Date: 2012-02-20 10:24 pm (UTC)From:The piece gives a definite sense of the perpetual threat she lives under, even if it's a very suspended one. None of the men or boys in her life have to DECIDE to hurt or damage her; a momentary lapse would be more than sufficient.
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Date: 2012-02-20 10:37 pm (UTC)From:Brighid gave lots of people heart attacks over the years. On both sides of the strength divide.