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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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@Muttonhawk
So
What you're saying is
When I have free time again in a few weeks
I should have Vestec turn the Metatic Ocean into an actual ocean of metal.
That would be funny, but it wouldn't just be Toun affected. In fact, Toun would probably not be as affected as many others.
>Finally finished my text (well not really, decided to cut it down)
>Let's just check the text again before posting.
>Wait... Why the hell are there random words in random places?
>Slowly realize that Grammarly is not saving all my text and some sentences and even paragraphs are gone
You have my deepest sympathy. I hope not too much effort was lost. Local copies next time, I guess.
"Alright." Janius looked down and over to the fire. After takinga fresh breath, he spoke with a trace more certainty to Aurana. "You know, if this is at least half as strange for you as it is for me, Aurana, I should at least make the effort." He tightened his lips and turned his eyes to her. "I should introduce everyone. You have met my son, Kaj-Julan..." Janius gestured around the dining room. "This is Kaleeth-Rei, my beloved. Ahnasha, Fendros, Rhazii's parents. Of course, you've met Rhazii as well."
Aurana gave a nervous smile and wave to each. Fendros raised a hand and nodded to greet her back.
"There is also Meesei and Lorag, which you may or may not meet. These all make up my...well, for lack of a better way to describe it, my family. We travel Tamriel. I...cannot say much more about what we do, unfortunately."
"So, you are with the...Penitus Oculatus, like Julan said?"
"They are involved, yes." Janius weaved his fingers together. He sighed and shook his head. "Honestly, I did not expect to meet my sister tonight. I never knew I had one. I suppose my first question, off the top of my head, would be the same as Julan's. Why do mother and father keep you confined?"
The more relaxed tone had a noticeable effect on Aurana's previously stilted nerves. "Ah, well, they like to deflect that question, normally." She pushed one side of her hair back, looking at the fire again. "The only time I really got close to a solid answer was when mother was emotional one night. She said something like I shouldn't run off if I'm just going to die like you did."
Janius peered down and gave a few small nods. "Right," he said quietly. "And father?"
Aurana paused and shrugged. "I think he thinks the same. He does not suffer to argue with me about it. He just keeps me locked in. No words."
Apart from a short hum, Janius was silent. He stared into the glowing fire, tapping his thumb rapidly on his other hand, troubled.
Aurana gave a nervous smile and wave to each. Fendros raised a hand and nodded to greet her back.
"There is also Meesei and Lorag, which you may or may not meet. These all make up my...well, for lack of a better way to describe it, my family. We travel Tamriel. I...cannot say much more about what we do, unfortunately."
"So, you are with the...Penitus Oculatus, like Julan said?"
"They are involved, yes." Janius weaved his fingers together. He sighed and shook his head. "Honestly, I did not expect to meet my sister tonight. I never knew I had one. I suppose my first question, off the top of my head, would be the same as Julan's. Why do mother and father keep you confined?"
The more relaxed tone had a noticeable effect on Aurana's previously stilted nerves. "Ah, well, they like to deflect that question, normally." She pushed one side of her hair back, looking at the fire again. "The only time I really got close to a solid answer was when mother was emotional one night. She said something like I shouldn't run off if I'm just going to die like you did."
Janius peered down and gave a few small nods. "Right," he said quietly. "And father?"
Aurana paused and shrugged. "I think he thinks the same. He does not suffer to argue with me about it. He just keeps me locked in. No words."
Apart from a short hum, Janius was silent. He stared into the glowing fire, tapping his thumb rapidly on his other hand, troubled.
What's a Metatic Ocean? You mean the Metallic?
*runs away kek'ing*
You know what? That's fair enough. I'll let you have that one.
To be honest, the 'measured out ocean' works just as well for the Metatic. However, I don't have a high enough linguistics level to know whether the word 'Metatic' isn't a complete screwing of how words work.
Then again, thicc is in common parlance these days, so who am I to complain?
To be honest, the 'measured out ocean' works just as well for the Metatic. However, I don't have a high enough linguistics level to know whether the word 'Metatic' isn't a complete screwing of how words work.
Then again, thicc is in common parlance these days, so who am I to complain?
DAMNIT I JUST REALISED THAT 'METERA VALLEY' AND 'METATIC OCEAN' HAVE THE sAME LATIN ROOT.
Que?
Metatic ocean came from 'meta' like metamorphosis, as in 'Toun fucked up a good fifth of the face of the planet and this was the result after the fact.' If anything is a latin root, it was me rooting the language up the arse to make that word. What is metera about?
Edit: I just looked up 'meta-' to make sure. Joke's on you, it's ancient Greek :P.
Aurana had tensed up when Janius got firm with Julan. Her eyes blinked over to him when he tried to change the subject. "I, um...they told me that..." She was having trouble.
"Hold that thought, Aurana," Janius said calmly. "Julan, we will deal with this first, understand? Now, Aurana, I don't want to interrogate you, but what was it about Rhazii and Julan that made you want to follow them?"
"Uh..." Aurana completely froze up. "I..." She glanced at the boys out of the corner of her eye. Her brow raised slightly. "There was someone peeping through my window. Up a tree. I didn't see who it was, they ran off. But I thought at the time that it was Rhazii and Kaj-Julan. I found out it wasn't them, then we started speaking and...we worked out our relation. It was quite the coincidence."
It was a convincing enough lie that Janius did not even hint at disbelief. He nodded respectfully. "Very well, that settles it. Son?" Janius looked again to Julan. He spoke with authority, but not anger. "Leaving the castle without telling us was rash. You and Rhazii need to ask us our permission, else we do not know where to find you if you don't return on your own. We were searching the streets for some time until we found you, and you were told that the city is not safe during the night. After tonight, you and Rhazii are to be confined to the barracks for a day unless otherwise told, understood?"
At the table, Rhazii groaned quietly. It was disappointing, but a light punishment in comparison to going more directly against their parents' word, such as being caught visiting Julan's grandparents. Aurana had vouched for them in that regard.
Fendros gave a small nod to Janius in agreement.
"Hold that thought, Aurana," Janius said calmly. "Julan, we will deal with this first, understand? Now, Aurana, I don't want to interrogate you, but what was it about Rhazii and Julan that made you want to follow them?"
"Uh..." Aurana completely froze up. "I..." She glanced at the boys out of the corner of her eye. Her brow raised slightly. "There was someone peeping through my window. Up a tree. I didn't see who it was, they ran off. But I thought at the time that it was Rhazii and Kaj-Julan. I found out it wasn't them, then we started speaking and...we worked out our relation. It was quite the coincidence."
It was a convincing enough lie that Janius did not even hint at disbelief. He nodded respectfully. "Very well, that settles it. Son?" Janius looked again to Julan. He spoke with authority, but not anger. "Leaving the castle without telling us was rash. You and Rhazii need to ask us our permission, else we do not know where to find you if you don't return on your own. We were searching the streets for some time until we found you, and you were told that the city is not safe during the night. After tonight, you and Rhazii are to be confined to the barracks for a day unless otherwise told, understood?"
At the table, Rhazii groaned quietly. It was disappointing, but a light punishment in comparison to going more directly against their parents' word, such as being caught visiting Julan's grandparents. Aurana had vouched for them in that regard.
Fendros gave a small nod to Janius in agreement.
The walk to the castle was so tense that Aurana was too scared to even ask Ahnasha and Fendros their names. Rhazii, however seemed a bit more chipper than his imminent unknown punishment would suggest. He tried walking alongside Jatinha and giving her a smile. What followed was a slow conversation where Rhazii tried asking Jatinha more about what she did, only to reveal that most of her jobs were household chores. The same question in response was Rhazii nervously describing that he travelled and hunted with his family, keeping the rest secret. In spite of being virtually from other worlds, they both managed to make their lives sound boring to one another. Still, Rhazii did not part off during the walk, whether the silence made him more nervous or whether he had another reason was not completely clear.
The group soon found themselves back at the keep. Aurana was very grateful to sit in front of the fire and warm her aching fingers. Fendros was content with sitting at a nearby table with Rhazii, making sure he understood the full story before passing judgement on the boys. All the parents would have a say, and Janius' was the least certain at that moment. Jatinha stood near the door with one hand clasped in the other, looking worried. Even with Rhazii beckoning her to sit with them, she raised a hand and shook her head. She was standing as she had been in the Aetius' sitting room, Rhazii noticed. Perhaps it was a habit.
Julan was the first to ask a question. Aurana glanced at Janius, then to the fire. She started quietly and gained confidence. "They said that you did not listen to them. They get sad, but angry when they talk about you. Or, at least father does. Mother just stays in her bubble and pretends nothing is wrong." She wiped her eye. "Father said that he got you into the fighters guild because you were not doing anything else. You got overconfident, or you were always like that, he changes between them, I don't know. And you were on a mission to clear out a bear cave when you didn't come back. They went looking for you after a while. They found the spider cave, but not any recognisable bodies or equipment. They took what they thought was your corpse and buried it. You have a headstone with your name on it in the family grave sight. I saw it myself, when I sneaked out once." She swallowed nervously. "That's just about everything I have been told. There are still pictures of you on the walls. And Harald the butler and Renault, by teacher, they know more about you."
Janius, sitting on a chair near to Aurana and Julan, listened on, leaning his knuckles on his brow. "So those coots are still alive, are they?" His shoulders jumped in a humour-deprived laugh. "What about Wanda?"
Aurana turned her head to Janius. "The old maid? Um..." Her eyes fell. "I do not remember much about her. She retired when I was six years old. She died a few years after that." Aurana held her head up to spot Jatinha at the door. "Jatinha replaced her."
"Oh, I see," Janius said. It was hard to tell if he was crestfallen in his already low state.
"...Are you alright?" Aurana asked.
Janius opened his eyes, looking more serious. He breathed in and straightened his back. "I think we had better work out more recent matters first. Kaj-Julan? You and Rhazii went out to bathe in the canal and happened upon Aurana, correct? Or did she find you? How exactly did you work out that you were aunt and nephew?"
Rhazii and Julan's parents had traced their scent to the Aetius manor. Janius did not want to give that away unless the stories and evidence contradicted, which they likely would.
The group soon found themselves back at the keep. Aurana was very grateful to sit in front of the fire and warm her aching fingers. Fendros was content with sitting at a nearby table with Rhazii, making sure he understood the full story before passing judgement on the boys. All the parents would have a say, and Janius' was the least certain at that moment. Jatinha stood near the door with one hand clasped in the other, looking worried. Even with Rhazii beckoning her to sit with them, she raised a hand and shook her head. She was standing as she had been in the Aetius' sitting room, Rhazii noticed. Perhaps it was a habit.
Julan was the first to ask a question. Aurana glanced at Janius, then to the fire. She started quietly and gained confidence. "They said that you did not listen to them. They get sad, but angry when they talk about you. Or, at least father does. Mother just stays in her bubble and pretends nothing is wrong." She wiped her eye. "Father said that he got you into the fighters guild because you were not doing anything else. You got overconfident, or you were always like that, he changes between them, I don't know. And you were on a mission to clear out a bear cave when you didn't come back. They went looking for you after a while. They found the spider cave, but not any recognisable bodies or equipment. They took what they thought was your corpse and buried it. You have a headstone with your name on it in the family grave sight. I saw it myself, when I sneaked out once." She swallowed nervously. "That's just about everything I have been told. There are still pictures of you on the walls. And Harald the butler and Renault, by teacher, they know more about you."
Janius, sitting on a chair near to Aurana and Julan, listened on, leaning his knuckles on his brow. "So those coots are still alive, are they?" His shoulders jumped in a humour-deprived laugh. "What about Wanda?"
Aurana turned her head to Janius. "The old maid? Um..." Her eyes fell. "I do not remember much about her. She retired when I was six years old. She died a few years after that." Aurana held her head up to spot Jatinha at the door. "Jatinha replaced her."
"Oh, I see," Janius said. It was hard to tell if he was crestfallen in his already low state.
"...Are you alright?" Aurana asked.
Janius opened his eyes, looking more serious. He breathed in and straightened his back. "I think we had better work out more recent matters first. Kaj-Julan? You and Rhazii went out to bathe in the canal and happened upon Aurana, correct? Or did she find you? How exactly did you work out that you were aunt and nephew?"
Rhazii and Julan's parents had traced their scent to the Aetius manor. Janius did not want to give that away unless the stories and evidence contradicted, which they likely would.
Janius remained neutral up until Julan described the way Aurana was treated by their parents. He lowered his brow and gave Julan a look. Then, his head turned to Aurana. "Is that true?" He said, surprised.
"Yes, that's almost everything he told me," Aurana said, holding the cloak tight around her shoulders. "They don't let me out of the house. Not unless it's to court. It's boring there."
"That's odd." Janius looked at the ground ahead. "They didn't care much for where I went. They didn't really care about me at all." Janius glanced at Aurana again, realising himself and exhaling. His face turned neutral again, keeping to the road ahead.
Aurana tilted her head to one side. "That doesn't make sense. They always look a little sad when you come up in conversations. They hardly tell me anything about you."
"Look, Aurana." Janius raised both his hands and bowed his head. "I did not even know you existed until tonight. I am caught between what to even say and do, and thinking of how I am feeling. I will...I have to think. Let us go back to the keep first. Before anything else."
"Okay," Aurana said softly. She turned her eyes ahead and to the ground.
The group quietly paced on. Fendros reserved his judgement of the boys until the matter could be clarified in Janius' company, while Rhazii was too ashamed to speak himself. He could tell that all that was evidently weighing so heavily on Janius right now was his and Julan's fault.
Fortune panned out that they crossed paths with Jatinha, the young khajiit maid, once again. They noticed her first, and Fendros waved her down.
"Lady Aurana! Thank the moons you are..." Jatinha closed the distance to give Aurana a hug. Her ears immediately flattened. "Oh, you're hair. You are soaked!" She pulled back, holding Aurana by the arms. "What happened? We must get you to a fireplace before you catch a cold."
"Jatinha, wait," Aurana declared. She looked to Janius. "I have to go to the keep tonight."
Jatinha's face contracted into worry again. "Whatever do you mean?" She followed her gaze and suddenly realised the shape of the face looking at him, Julan and Rhazii besides. She was still and speechless.
Aurana looked down and up to the maid. "Look, Jatinha, do mother and father know I'm gone yet?"
"No, not yet."
"Then you can come with us. We will not be gone for more than a few hours, I think. We can be back home before mother and father even realise. Even then, I can say that you were there to make sure I was fine, okay?"
Jatinha finally pulled her eyes away from Janius. "They will not be happy."
"I don't care," Aurana said flatly. "They be as unhappy as they like. I need this."
Jatinha slumped, defeated. She let go of Aurana and turned to Janius and Kaleeth. "I had my suspicions, but I could not know that I would see you again under such circumstances. I do not wish to be a burden, but Aurana's mother and father would see it as a dereliction of my duty if I did not at least chaperone my lady. May I join you tonight?"
Rhazii tugged at Fendros' arm. "She seems okay. She can come, right father? Mother?" He asked, oblivious to the potential danger to their alibi that she might pose.
"Yes, that's almost everything he told me," Aurana said, holding the cloak tight around her shoulders. "They don't let me out of the house. Not unless it's to court. It's boring there."
"That's odd." Janius looked at the ground ahead. "They didn't care much for where I went. They didn't really care about me at all." Janius glanced at Aurana again, realising himself and exhaling. His face turned neutral again, keeping to the road ahead.
Aurana tilted her head to one side. "That doesn't make sense. They always look a little sad when you come up in conversations. They hardly tell me anything about you."
"Look, Aurana." Janius raised both his hands and bowed his head. "I did not even know you existed until tonight. I am caught between what to even say and do, and thinking of how I am feeling. I will...I have to think. Let us go back to the keep first. Before anything else."
"Okay," Aurana said softly. She turned her eyes ahead and to the ground.
The group quietly paced on. Fendros reserved his judgement of the boys until the matter could be clarified in Janius' company, while Rhazii was too ashamed to speak himself. He could tell that all that was evidently weighing so heavily on Janius right now was his and Julan's fault.
Fortune panned out that they crossed paths with Jatinha, the young khajiit maid, once again. They noticed her first, and Fendros waved her down.
"Lady Aurana! Thank the moons you are..." Jatinha closed the distance to give Aurana a hug. Her ears immediately flattened. "Oh, you're hair. You are soaked!" She pulled back, holding Aurana by the arms. "What happened? We must get you to a fireplace before you catch a cold."
"Jatinha, wait," Aurana declared. She looked to Janius. "I have to go to the keep tonight."
Jatinha's face contracted into worry again. "Whatever do you mean?" She followed her gaze and suddenly realised the shape of the face looking at him, Julan and Rhazii besides. She was still and speechless.
Aurana looked down and up to the maid. "Look, Jatinha, do mother and father know I'm gone yet?"
"No, not yet."
"Then you can come with us. We will not be gone for more than a few hours, I think. We can be back home before mother and father even realise. Even then, I can say that you were there to make sure I was fine, okay?"
Jatinha finally pulled her eyes away from Janius. "They will not be happy."
"I don't care," Aurana said flatly. "They be as unhappy as they like. I need this."
Jatinha slumped, defeated. She let go of Aurana and turned to Janius and Kaleeth. "I had my suspicions, but I could not know that I would see you again under such circumstances. I do not wish to be a burden, but Aurana's mother and father would see it as a dereliction of my duty if I did not at least chaperone my lady. May I join you tonight?"
Rhazii tugged at Fendros' arm. "She seems okay. She can come, right father? Mother?" He asked, oblivious to the potential danger to their alibi that she might pose.
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You didn't see a damn thing.
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EDIT: Whoops! Double post. I thought I was editing :p
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