Thaddeus smiled and looked down at the floor of the car when Jan mentioned wistful sighs in connection to his boyfriend’s name. It would seem that they were opposites in many ways – he was reticent while Arin was a public figure, for one.
Aside from the different clans, which really was significant no matter how you looked at it, the other differences might not run much deeper than the surface. And if they did…well maybe each was what the other needed. Or something.
He blinked when Jan ventured to say that Arin was –very- happy, feeling a wave of cautious surprise. The thought ‘really, now’ crossed his mind but he clamped down on that before he could ask out loud, appreciating that this was an awkward question to answer and it wouldn’t be polite to, even rhetorically, ask for affirmation.
Still, there was some part of him that was rather childishly bouncing in his mind at the words ‘very happy.’ How silly! Really, he wasn’t sure how much of that spark of hope came from the idea that his partner was happy and how much came from the ego boosting idea that –he- could –make- someone happy. Couldn’t this feeling, at the very least, just be simple? It seemed the answer would be no. As much as he would like to believe that as long as they were happy everything else would take care of itself, he couldn’t deny the fact that it was so much more complicated than that.
Raising one eyebrow at Jan’s accounting, his cool expression turned into a wince as the story went on. Reading between the lines would indicate that Jan had managed to get under his skin, which he really shouldn’t have allowed. There were just some approaches that put him off balance and he knew he was capable of lashing out when he felt cornered.
“On behalf of…well, myself I suppose…I do hope I wasn’t too insufferable and that everyone came out of that first meeting unscathed. I have to say I’m –quite- glad we came to resolution.”
The idea of needing defending, though, was interesting and he wasn’t quite sure what to make of that. It wasn’t just that someone cared about him enough to defend him. To Thaddeus, someone defending him meant that he trusted them enough to allow that.
The towers loomed large above them until the cover of the parking lot blocked his view. Evenhet territory. He wasn’t about to lie to himself and say he was totally unintimidated, but mostly what he felt was uncomfortable. He didn’t belong here and this felt like an intrusion. Wrapped up in such thoughts, he almost didn’t hear Jan’s quiet comment.
Giving an awkward smile, he too became very interested in the road.
The Art of Command (private)
Thaddeus stepped into the museum, giving an absent nod to the guard before heading deeper in. He was alone, and that was just the way he wanted it - he'd lost Palmer early on in spite of his insistence to Alfarinn that he wished to speak with his friend. Had he put a little command in his speech when he'd told Palmer to go back to the hotel for the day? He couldn't remember now, which seemed odd. Why would he do that?
Well, it was -very- important that he be in the museum right now. He knew no one would understand that, but the ends justified the means. It was absolutely critical that he be here, alone, right now.
Why?
It didn't matter why. He walked briskly in, making his way to one of his favorite places - the medieval arms and armory. This was right. This was where he was supposed to be.
But -why-?
The insistence in that question was enough to make his head throb. In fact, suddenly it began to feel as though icy spikes were being driven into his temples. The lighting in the museum seemed much harsher than it had a moment ago and the ground swayed under his feet. Rubbing the side of his head with two fingers and wincing with pain, he stumbled over to a bench, his hand splayed out for balance. His other hand came up to touch something tickling his face, just above his lip. His fingertips came away red and he stared at them stupidly for a long moment before realizing that his nose was bleeding. It hadn't done that since he was a high strung teenager, though the gesture of pinching his nose to stop the blood stayed on as a nervous habit.
What the hell was going on here?
He reached into his inside pocket and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the trace of blood away. There wasn't much and the bleeding had already stopped. Still, it was unsettling. He looked up and frowned deeply. What was he doing here? He was meant to be in Mayan Arts and Artifacts...he'd been taking notes and then...there was a headache...
Somehow that didn't quite seam up and it didn't explain why he was all the way over here, in front of the sword that had once belonged to his closest friend. Had he blacked out? Ridiculous. Greys didn't faint. Still, this was all most disconcerting and he felt it would be best to return home and lie down for a while. Not wanting to risk another dizzy spell, though, he decided he would wait a bit and see if the pain in his head faded.
Thaddeus Grey
17 years ago
Jan
17 years ago
Jan looked over at Thaddeus and shrugged, dismissing the past event for both their sakes.
"Don't worry about it. We took care of it and its all under the bridge, down the drain, and through the woods. We're good."Â?
He parked the Sierra and unbuckled the seat belt. Giving Thaddeus one last smile of encouragement, he got out and shut his door. The poor guy had to be nervous as all hell. What would he do if he lost his memories and found that he had a boyfriend and a life that he didn't remember all within a... that's a good question.
"Say, what was the month and the year that you do remember?"Â?
Jan came around to Thaddeus' side and waited for the blonde to get out.
"Don't worry about it. We took care of it and its all under the bridge, down the drain, and through the woods. We're good."Â?
He parked the Sierra and unbuckled the seat belt. Giving Thaddeus one last smile of encouragement, he got out and shut his door. The poor guy had to be nervous as all hell. What would he do if he lost his memories and found that he had a boyfriend and a life that he didn't remember all within a... that's a good question.
"Say, what was the month and the year that you do remember?"Â?
Jan came around to Thaddeus' side and waited for the blonde to get out.
Thaddeus Grey
17 years ago
Content to let the matter drop, Thaddeus nodded at Jan’s dismissal and went back to trying to think of just what on earth he would say to Arin. He was so wrapped up in worrying over that dilemma that Jan’s question caught him by surprise. He blinked, feeling immeasurably stupid that he hadn’t asked himself ‘when’ he was. In his defense everything was happening rather quickly but even so that was an obvious question that one should ask in such a position. Really, he should be firing off questions as quickly as Jan could answer them. He had so many – the trouble was that each answer tended to come as a surprise and there was only so much of that he could handle at once.
He stepped out of the truck and shut the door behind him, discovering that he could, interestingly enough, stand perfectly fine even without being able to feel his knees.
“Oh. June. 2005…what’s the date today?”
His best guess was early fall which would mean his life had changed fairly drastically in a rather short period of time. Unless it was years later…which was a possibility he needed to prepare for. He forced an expectant grin, nervous on more levels than he knew existed, and waited for Jan to lead the way.
He stepped out of the truck and shut the door behind him, discovering that he could, interestingly enough, stand perfectly fine even without being able to feel his knees.
“Oh. June. 2005…what’s the date today?”
His best guess was early fall which would mean his life had changed fairly drastically in a rather short period of time. Unless it was years later…which was a possibility he needed to prepare for. He forced an expectant grin, nervous on more levels than he knew existed, and waited for Jan to lead the way.
Jan
17 years ago
Jan frowned thoughtfully but answered the question.
“Its December two thousand and six. I wonder why someone only wanted a year or so of your life?”
Perhaps Arin would have better answers for them. He had no idea how long the two of them had been a couple but the fans he knew never mentioned Arin dating someone for long. They booed and hissed over every girl that came close and any rumors that he had found some chick. Funny that.
Jan looked over at Thaddeus and gave him a mischievous smirk. He really shouldn't, the guy had been through so much already. Still, he wouldn't be himself if he didn't and if they were to become friends then Thaddeus would just have to learn to expect these things from him.
Stepping quickly into the blonde's space, Jan put his hands on Thaddeus' shoulders and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He quickly stepped away and looked up at Thaddeus with an angelic smile.
“You realize I've been very good, right?”
He tilted his head and watched Thaddeus for a moment before his grin widened and he turned around to head towards the entrance.
“I'm kidding. Even -I- couldn't have lead you on. Damn morals towards friends.”
Arin was very lucky he was such a nice guy.
((OOC: Jan and Alfarinn out))
“Its December two thousand and six. I wonder why someone only wanted a year or so of your life?”
Perhaps Arin would have better answers for them. He had no idea how long the two of them had been a couple but the fans he knew never mentioned Arin dating someone for long. They booed and hissed over every girl that came close and any rumors that he had found some chick. Funny that.
Jan looked over at Thaddeus and gave him a mischievous smirk. He really shouldn't, the guy had been through so much already. Still, he wouldn't be himself if he didn't and if they were to become friends then Thaddeus would just have to learn to expect these things from him.
Stepping quickly into the blonde's space, Jan put his hands on Thaddeus' shoulders and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He quickly stepped away and looked up at Thaddeus with an angelic smile.
“You realize I've been very good, right?”
He tilted his head and watched Thaddeus for a moment before his grin widened and he turned around to head towards the entrance.
“I'm kidding. Even -I- couldn't have lead you on. Damn morals towards friends.”
Arin was very lucky he was such a nice guy.
((OOC: Jan and Alfarinn out))
Thaddeus Grey
17 years ago
Thaddeus mulled over the implications of losing more than a year of his life, not having any answers for Jan about who would want to rob him of that amount of time. Or at least no answers he could voice. To be truthful, this sort of twisted action seemed like the sort of thing a certain Sir Marke would come up with. Relations with that vampire were always…complicated…and while Thaddeus mostly strove for neutrality, Marke either adored you or despised you if you managed to enter his radar.
Still, that was nothing to go on at all – Marke was just an easy target. He could practically hear the ancient vampire now. ‘Oh, how amusing, you’re trying to blame –me- for your little memory problem. Do try a piece of cheese, it’s Hungarian goat.’
He was so caught up in such musings that Jan’s rather sudden approach startled him. He had half a moment to think of decking him across the jaw and running like hell before he realized what was happening. Even so he still gave what could only be described as a startled squeak and backed into the car with a graceless thump.
Trying to make sense of what Jan had said, he thought to ask just what in the hell sort of friends they were but all that came out was a bewildered “What?”
Wondering if he usually felt so unnerved around this new friend he had made, he willed his cheeks to stop going red and tried to manage a response. “Er…”
Oh, brilliant. He’d been a nightsman for how long now?
Deciding Jan had decidedly won this round, he pushed off the truck and followed him to the tower’s entrance.
/ooc out
Still, that was nothing to go on at all – Marke was just an easy target. He could practically hear the ancient vampire now. ‘Oh, how amusing, you’re trying to blame –me- for your little memory problem. Do try a piece of cheese, it’s Hungarian goat.’
He was so caught up in such musings that Jan’s rather sudden approach startled him. He had half a moment to think of decking him across the jaw and running like hell before he realized what was happening. Even so he still gave what could only be described as a startled squeak and backed into the car with a graceless thump.
Trying to make sense of what Jan had said, he thought to ask just what in the hell sort of friends they were but all that came out was a bewildered “What?”
Wondering if he usually felt so unnerved around this new friend he had made, he willed his cheeks to stop going red and tried to manage a response. “Er…”
Oh, brilliant. He’d been a nightsman for how long now?
Deciding Jan had decidedly won this round, he pushed off the truck and followed him to the tower’s entrance.
/ooc out