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exsiliumlogs2013-04-08 07:46 pm
thewhitepawn) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-04-08 07:46 pm
What do you remember was it all you wanted?
Date & Time: Monday evening
Location: Anduin's place
Characters: Anduin Wrynn (thewhitepawn) and Thassarian (obliterating), Jaina is free to drop in since it's her home too!
Summary: Thassarian and Anduin talk about stuff. Maybe Alliance stuff!
Warnings: TBA?
After receiving the voice message earlier that morning, Anduin had decided to hang around his apartment for the bulk of the afternoon, waiting for Thassarian to arrive, as he had indicated he would. It was a quiet enough day, good for cleaning up what little mess their was between Jaina and himself - though with that finished he had little to do. The prince itched to be out exploring, or helping with the blacksmithing or something - anything was better than just sitting around and dwelling on things that couldn't be helped on his end. It was better to dwell on things that he could fix ...though that list was woefully shorter than he would have liked.
At least Thassarian's arrival would be a welcome diversion, when he had the time to visit. Anduin was intrigued to meet him. He could remember when his father had welcomed the Death Knights into the Alliance, and the mixed feelings that had accompanied it. He could remember Bolvar leaving for Northrend and never returning. The sinking feeling returned again and he internally waved it away as he sank down into a chair, drumming his fingers over the table's surface. He wondered what the other wanted - how he could help him. Jaina had agreed to treat him less like the prince he was and more like a nephew, but what of others from Azeroth who arrived here?
He wasn't sure, but was excited for a chance to visit with someone all the same, waiting as patiently as possible while going over the tablet's posts.
Location: Anduin's place
Characters: Anduin Wrynn (
thewhitepawn) and Thassarian (obliterating), Jaina is free to drop in since it's her home too!Summary: Thassarian and Anduin talk about stuff. Maybe Alliance stuff!
Warnings: TBA?
After receiving the voice message earlier that morning, Anduin had decided to hang around his apartment for the bulk of the afternoon, waiting for Thassarian to arrive, as he had indicated he would. It was a quiet enough day, good for cleaning up what little mess their was between Jaina and himself - though with that finished he had little to do. The prince itched to be out exploring, or helping with the blacksmithing or something - anything was better than just sitting around and dwelling on things that couldn't be helped on his end. It was better to dwell on things that he could fix ...though that list was woefully shorter than he would have liked.
At least Thassarian's arrival would be a welcome diversion, when he had the time to visit. Anduin was intrigued to meet him. He could remember when his father had welcomed the Death Knights into the Alliance, and the mixed feelings that had accompanied it. He could remember Bolvar leaving for Northrend and never returning. The sinking feeling returned again and he internally waved it away as he sank down into a chair, drumming his fingers over the table's surface. He wondered what the other wanted - how he could help him. Jaina had agreed to treat him less like the prince he was and more like a nephew, but what of others from Azeroth who arrived here?
He wasn't sure, but was excited for a chance to visit with someone all the same, waiting as patiently as possible while going over the tablet's posts.
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After all, for all he knew, he would return to nothingness, dead with only a father's heartache as a welcome. It was a hard hope to hold that he had survived a massive bell crushing him.
Still, Anduin did hope, and this was not the place to dwell on that moment.
"Yes, it's certainly better than nothing. And if we have allies - friends even, that will make it infinitely more hospitable in the longrun, where it might be unbearable without." He appreciated Thassarian's words and wisdom, and decided that perhaps seeking his council would be wise indeed.
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"Home is what you make of it, my Prince." It settled a bit more, that time, he felt more comfortable calling him that. He nodded softly, standing.
"I'll not trouble you for too much more of your time. Should you need me, simply let me know. If you don't mind, I should like to accompany you, if you go on one of these missions."
A small nod.
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As Thassarian stood Anduin smiled and nodded his head in agreement.
"If I must go on one of these missions, I will contact you. The help is certainly welcome, I have to say." Because Thassarian didn't treat him like he was a weakling or just a mewling pacifist. No, it felt more like he was someone who needed looking after because of who he was. It was an amazing, but small detail that he felt most didn't ...understand.
Not since Aerin.
"Thank you for your visit. You've given me a few things to think about as well, and I hope that we can keep in contact - I'll keep a better eye on the tablet from now on, at least." he murmured, throwing a look at the machine before glancing back towards the Death Knight, fighting a small grin.
Death Knight or not, he was still a person, after all. An ally.