Re: Svarik and the company II

[Mirach]

Svarik focused on the mission, enjoying a bit of safe thrill they got with it. "What now?" he asked when tge flowers were replanted.

[VisAnastasis]

" Well... I had a perfect plan bulletin for this moment. My bulletin for this moment was to freestyle. " Falcon was stalling for time with response, before he admitted, looking a little tense with the thrill and anticipation. "  TECHNICALLY.... In all honestly, someone should call her, completely innocently, to join us in, for a picnic, maybe, what do you think? She'll surely like that, and she'd never refuse Simbel. But, I mean.... What do you think she'll react like, you know? " he rubbed his hands a little nervously, and grinned faintly. " Life would have been so much easier if you could know those things in advance, am I right? "

[Mirach]

"You mean... right now?" Svarik asked. "I though you would wait until morning, give the flowers some time to get used to the new place... and you might not want us around so it's just yours and her moment..." He bit his lip. "That's how I would do it, at least... But this plan is yours. Do you think I should call her here in the middle of the night?"

[VisAnastasis]

" Geese, Svarik, well, obviously, I was thinking about tiding up the place a little before calling her. Also, I was well thinking about those bright, blue lanterns. You know, the ones she likes? That's some good stuff, for making a surprise... Besides... " he looked up at the sky. " It's going to be a wonderful, stary night tonight... I thought, it'd be nice,  right? But... you're the one who's right. I am great, at making friendship gifts... A picnic is much of a friendship gift, I see... " he sighed, and smiled uncertainly. " But I suck at romantic gifts, don't I? I feel so foolish, it's like my brain turned to straw... It's foolish, to be flustered, like this... "

[Mirach]

"I'm not sure I should be giving any relationship advices..." Svarik murmured. "I'm not good enough in that... But if you want to know what I think... these are SUNflowers. And she is Morning Dew. It kind of gives a hint what part of day would fit best for presenting her with them..."

[VisAnastasis]

Falcon nodded reluctantly, as it seemed he accepted wisdom in that remark.
" Well...what would you know... I actually managed to coax a half decent advise from you, for a change. Never thought I'd live long enough to see that coming.." He teased a little faintly." Yes, I think you're right. It's going to be much sweeter gift by the morning..."
" And vampires and me will see to it that tense is finished during night, too, and I'll tidy it up a bit." Zephir stuttered shyly too." They'll look splendid, when first dew falls upon them... You have my word.."

[Mirach]

"Okay, let's see if I can continue with other half-decent advise..." Svarik said. "I think you should get some rest before that..."

[VisAnastasis]

Zephir was unsure if king replied to him or sir Falcon, and Conrad indeed, seemed to have been thinking the same thing. He even glanced at Highlander shortly, before he asked the same thing.
" Um... just so we are clear, before I tell you if your other half decent advise is in place... Is it advise given to me, or to our other companion here? Because you're going again into that old habit, of playing pronoun games and being mysteriously vague, and the second one's kind of my thing, so you should try to be more clear... "

[Mirach]

"Alright, I'll clarify. It's an advice for both of you, and I'm hoping at least half of the addressed ones will listen," Svarik said.

[VisAnastasis]

Zephir made a little sour unhappy face.
" B.but... there's so much to do... That's why you.. hired me... "
" No, Zephir, god damn it... We didn't hire you to kill you, you awful man... you're killing me.. " Falcon pressed his temples a bit as if annoyed. " Besides, it's not like this is strictly garden work... You're doing a bloody engineering work, and you've done great so far. A day more or less won'r ruin whole garden, and it will ruin you if you keep being sleep deprived. You worked hard these days, and slept little... You should make it up tonight..."
" But.. " man blushed a little uncomfortably, seeming timid and little disheartened. " Maybe.. I've slept... a little too little... but I just wanted to... do a good... job... I... I haven't... had a job that lasted this long... for a while... "

[Mirach]

"And it will last longer, okay?" Svarik said gently. "It doesn't matter if this is finished a day sooner or later. It's commendable that you want to finish it as fast as possible, but you really don't need to rush this much. It will still be a good job, even if you get a good sleep and continue after that." 

[VisAnastasis]

Highlander nodded a little shyly, hesitantly, seeming a bit flustered.
" Well.. I guess... It has been a long day... and I haven't slept during it... It'll be hard to work all night. " he admitted reluctantly. " I'll... I think I'll close my eyes a bit, for couple of hours. But... But...Please, wake me if you need anything, alright, sir king? " he bid Svarik with a bit timid, hopeful expression." I mean... I'll be working during second part of night.. In case you're restless, sir, I mean.. " he blushed. " It's.. It's really fun to work with vampires, and Simbel's pond, it glistens and it's gorgeous at night... You're always welcome to come and supervise... I can make you tea, or tell you stories, when I'm taking a brake, if you'd like, and... It's..  wonderful, to see the progress come around so fast, and see how Simbel is happy about it. He likes to help out... "

[Mirach]

"Alright, I will come to you if I can't sleep, it sounds nice. But you should let Simbel help you get a better rest in his dream, if you want to sleep only for a few hours," Svarik said.

[VisAnastasis]

" I will... " Highlander nodded shyly.
" Alright, then, that settles it. " Falcon said nonchalantly - and in the same manner, he reached for and pinched Svarik's cheek lightly, in endearment that to outside world could appear joking, but Svarik knew was sincere. " You're on the roll tonight... giving good advises and all. But you forget, I'm a difficult spiteful person. " he whispered. " I'm only going to sleep after I make sure you're safe of to bed, sleeping beauty... "

[Mirach]

"If you will keep that word, gladly," Svarik said. "I will sleep in the tent."

[VisAnastasis]

" We worked for the last few hours, though - I ain't gonna let you go to sleep without a decent dinner, though. No buts on that. " Falcon made a dramatic gesture of overprotective mom, before he smiled more as to a brother than kid. " Care to join me for dinner first? Death and the gang of our rebellions Spirits seem surprisingly quiet, thankfully. We could eat by the pond, if you'd like... "

[Mirach]

"Alright, just something small..." Svarik nodded.

[VisAnastasis]

" Alright, let's pick up something from the kitchen then. Zephir, would you join us? You should take something too. "
" Oh.. well... if it's okay... I'll.. eat a bit later. Just a bit. " man promised. " I'd just like to check with sunflowers once more and speak with them a little, to make sure they'd okay, and water Bell and other flowers. I'll go fetch something afterwards. "
 " Alright, then, as you wish. Just, do go eat dinner afterwards. You worked hard, and don't think I'm not keeping an eye out for you. I won't tolerate you skipping meals. It reflects bad on my hospitality. " Falcon noted, and then, after he waved goodbye to timid Highlander, he called king to follow him to kitchen so they can choose what to eat.

[Mirach]

Svarik followed him, hoping there won't be many people in the kitchen anymore.

[VisAnastasis]

It, thankfully, did not match with common times for the exchange of shifts between Conrad's men  - so there were only one cook and two people, mixing up some pancakes for some of their comrades that were to join them from shift later. Light was dimmed,and it was warm, in familiar, homely place that they used to spend to much time in. The most of food was cold by now, so they had to warm it up. Falcon, despite king's remark, made sure they picked up plenty so they'd be sated, knowing king has not too much taste for food when upset, even though his body needs it.

[Mirach]

Svarik indeed didn't pick much, just some bread with butter and honey, but he helped Conrad to carry the other things readily.

[VisAnastasis]

Together, they carried the food to the pond. It really was beautiful there,warm, despite the night was upon them by then. Weather was nice, and sky was clear and bright, both light of glistening pond and night of starlight brightening them up. They sat down to eat.

[Mirach]

Svarik ate what he picked for himself, but nothing more, looking tired and melancholic again.

[VisAnastasis]

Despite he wanted to use the little time they had left today to hang out with Svarik a bit more and try to cheer him up, Svarik's weary mood seemed to rub of on him. It was rather unusual for him, to be so susceptible to moods of others, as even in worst situation, he was the one that had to keep calm - but this time, no lives depended on it, and it seemed he finally gave up on fighting an useless battle. As he sow king stopped eating, his face slowly fell, and he grew quiet, too. He forced himself to eat a bit more, but in the end, he could barely take few bites more, as if he'd lost his appetite. He gazed at the pond again then. It seemed he struggled to gather enough mental strength to stand up - but in the end, he brought himself to do so, so he could move a little closer to the pond. With a bit dull impression, he took the soup that had grown cold first, and then the meat, and so on, and he poured the food quietly, with strain, bit by bit, into the pond, feeding Simbel.

[Mirach]

Svarik watched him quietly, but it seemed that at the moment he appreciated more having someone sharing his mood rather than trying to cheer him up. "Would you sleep in my tent today, please?" he asked.