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philip_charming) wrote2011-11-24 07:30 pm
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Adventure the Third
[Coming back to the cottage from the battle with the statue, Philip took care of his horse Samson, moving on autopilot... then just slumped in a chair even as the horse flopped onto a carpet nearby.
Just give him a minute, he'll reach for the bandages soon... Right now, he'll just sit and stare at his battered and aching hands.]
I helped today. I know I did. Lives were saved by my actions; mine, and those of others. But what do you say to the people that died anyway?
What do you do, when your best just isn't good enough?
Just give him a minute, he'll reach for the bandages soon... Right now, he'll just sit and stare at his battered and aching hands.]
I helped today. I know I did. Lives were saved by my actions; mine, and those of others. But what do you say to the people that died anyway?
What do you do, when your best just isn't good enough?
[Action]
And of course, his conversation was far too solemn to be noticing how this pose showed off how well-defined his chest and stomach was. He probably doesn't realize it himself.]
Yes, that's true; as much as we should remember the dead, that shouldn't stop us from going on with life.
[Brave words... but at the back of his mind, a thought kept niggling away. Could he ever move on if he lost Aurora?
If he failed so badly in protecting her... would he even deserve to go on living?]
[Action]
Are you tired?
[Action]
I feel... more drained than anything, but some rest does sound good. [He caught her hand in midwrap, his eyes gently pleading.] Stay with me?
[Action]
[Action]
What a beautiful thing to say.]
[Action]
I'm here.