Archie Kennedy (
simplestgift) wrote2011-11-14 07:33 pm
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[Luceti. Even the name is beautiful.
It's quiet here, but not silent. No cannonfire, no stomping feet or shouting men. No bars or guards or grey stone walls. Everything is lovely and serene and everyone is pleasant. Well. Nearly everyone, but that's okay.
In Hornblower's company, Kennedy stops by the bakery and selects, for some reason, cheesecake. He's never had it--not that he can remember, at least--and it is absolutely the most beautiful thing he can imagine. Chocolate cheesecake, smooth and rich and flavorful with a drizzle of raspberry syrup. He tastes it and doesn't just eat it.
They visit the tea shop and he is floored. They visit the clothing shop and he finds a new linen shirt, already made. They visit the library and...
And...
O the glory of the library. It's as if this town was created for his rehabilitation.
Hours are spent in the library until he learns he can take books out. Even then, he very nearly doesn't leave.
On the way home, he asks to be alone for a moment. When given the chance, he walks the woods close to the village. At twilight, he sits at the fountain, staring into space with utter blankness because he knows the pleasantness of this day is going to end.
He doesn't realize it when the moon rises and he's still sitting alone in its pale light.
OOC: Kennedy's replies will come from
babymid_archie. Meet him absolutely anywhere during the day or at night. Depending on when and where, Horatio will tag in as well, so remember to specify when/where in your tag. Share his rapture or cheer him up. Possible triggers--character is hella post-traumatic.]
It's quiet here, but not silent. No cannonfire, no stomping feet or shouting men. No bars or guards or grey stone walls. Everything is lovely and serene and everyone is pleasant. Well. Nearly everyone, but that's okay.
In Hornblower's company, Kennedy stops by the bakery and selects, for some reason, cheesecake. He's never had it--not that he can remember, at least--and it is absolutely the most beautiful thing he can imagine. Chocolate cheesecake, smooth and rich and flavorful with a drizzle of raspberry syrup. He tastes it and doesn't just eat it.
They visit the tea shop and he is floored. They visit the clothing shop and he finds a new linen shirt, already made. They visit the library and...
And...
O the glory of the library. It's as if this town was created for his rehabilitation.
Hours are spent in the library until he learns he can take books out. Even then, he very nearly doesn't leave.
On the way home, he asks to be alone for a moment. When given the chance, he walks the woods close to the village. At twilight, he sits at the fountain, staring into space with utter blankness because he knows the pleasantness of this day is going to end.
He doesn't realize it when the moon rises and he's still sitting alone in its pale light.
OOC: Kennedy's replies will come from
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Still. Any additional piece of clothing is always a successful day.
He just clears his throat when he nears, at first holding back so as not to disrupt conversation... until he realizes this is exactly the sort of conversation he should disrupt.]
Mi--
[...Now it's Hornblower's turn to flick his gaze over the woman, taking in her strange attire, though the look he fixes on her is... surprised, baffled, and almost offended all at once.]
Mister Kennedy. Miss.
I do... hope I'm not interrupting.
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[Yeah, Amelia catches that look, Horatio. She's about as impressed by it as she's been by Kennedy's reaction. But since the newcomer has successfully managed to string words together in a sentence already, hopefully he can give out some answers.]
Do you know what's wrong with him?
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Ha--h'm.
You will have to forgive us. [Always "us." There was no way in Hell he was singling Archie out.] Neither Mister Kennedy nor myself are... accustomed... to women dressing as you do, Miss.
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[Because as blunt as she is, Amelia is honestly concerned. Just...harsh.] That explains some of it, but mostly what I meant is why he doesn't remember me. This isn't the first time we've met, and I sort of work for him. [Which is a whole new issue. If Kennedy is acting like this, just who is dealing with the safe haven assignments?]
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This much will not hurt, at least.] Mister Kennedy has recently come from an entanglement with the Malnosso. I'm sure you will understand, Miss Amelia.
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And she caught that Miss, Horatio. It's not the only reason why she frowns, however. Given that one of her closest friends is also suffering because of them? She really does get it, and most of that offended harshness vanishes.]
Yeah. I'm sorry to hear it. [She glances at Archie again, then shakes her head.] You might want to warn Jilly then, if she doesn't already know.
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Someone who cares about you a lot, and who'll do anything she can to make sure you aren't hurt. You'll run into her eventually. [Or more likely, Jilly will run into him.] Just don't look at her weird, okay? She doesn't dress like me at least, so you should be okay there.