taennyn: a girl sitting in front of a field of fallen leaves (Default)
Title: bridge
’Verse/characters: Wild Roses; Isael, Aodh
Prompt: 079 "When?"
Word Count: 120
Rating: PG?
Notes: continues from here; post wars by several years.


“You’re a much better liar than I am.”

Aodh turned slightly-too-gold eyes on him, head tilted a little to one side. “ . . . I deceive, cousin,” he said, distance deliberate, “You omit. There’s a difference between a lie of deception and a lie of omission, but both are lies.”



"Blank space is a little more obvious than verbal trap doors, Cousin," Isael replied after a moment of thought. " . . . And I haven't the reserves to make it anything else."

Aodh blinked at him, then nodded slightly, acknowledging the admission. "Give me a couple've days t'find a place with keys to and from, then call again."

"With--?" Isael gestured at the pocket the bar had disappeared into, and Aodh laughed.

"Use the keys, Cousin, or a cheaper grade. You needn't spend such expensive coin every time you wish t'get my attention."

"I needed an answer," another admission, one he forced past something he would not give the mental dignity of naming paranoia. "And I've the coin to spend."

Date: 2006-10-16 12:28 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] youraugustine.livejournal.com
. . . . actually, no, I'm not giving into kennings. Or I'll never stop.

Isael is very . . . .Isael. Unbending and proud, even in his own mind.

Date: 2006-10-16 01:29 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] klgaffney.livejournal.com
...i like the contrast with aodh's interactions, the difference between the comfortable argh-ing in the last bit with sean, and the more formal? back-and-forth with him and isael.

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