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The older woman, the sunflower, nodded calmly and patiently.
The other, the butterfly, now had her mouth open. <em>That is most certainly not fair!</em>
The half-elf on the other hand, let go of Sylvie, giving that sign with a pat on her bottom. Then he got up and, with apparently no fear at all, approached the visages. He glared up at the sunflower-woman and butterfly-woman
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<em>Shut your mouth, kid</em>, the sunflower said. <em>As for you, calm down. I'm keeping this little runt quiet so you can insult her all you want</em>, the sunflower said, approaching. Again, somehow, it seemed to refer and point at the butterfly.
Sebastian closed his mouth and watched. The closer the sunflower and butterfly came, the more obvious it appeared t
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"I would damned well try, and use all the skill I've --"
The chiming and tingling. It was audible to Sylvie as well this time. In fact, Sebastian thought he finally found the rhythm in the sounds, and when he turned to watch over to his left, farther into the copse --
There was a walking sunflower that had a silver butterfly on it. And the flower said, gruffly: <em>
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"They've made me angry," he said calmly, then leaned back a little, raising gloved hands to her cheeks to better examine her face. With a determined frown, squinted eyes, he bit his lip.
"Would you," Sebastian began, thoughts churning and going back to how he remembered the earliest way of saying this, "take my hand to keep, to never take yours away, come what m
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It put a smile on his pale-yet-reddened face once he realised she was laughing. He was still emotional, and had trouble gauging his own emotional state. One thing he did know about his emotional state, though. Or emotions, to be exact. But, Sebastian considered, no reason in wearing out the "three little words" as what... Well.
He hugged her closer, unwilling to leave this slightl
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The effect those words and the slightly teary chuckle had was that his hysterics began to subside, little by little, slowly, gently. Sebastian's dizzy mind, still in the throes of many memories and utter confusion, began to follow a mental equivalent of a rock following the laws of gravity.
It returned, if slowly, consciousness. Face flushed and swollen, nose leaking and eyes red, he fi
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That was enough. The half-elf shook his head, sending grey hair from side to side and let out a long, stifled moan. "It's been longer for me," he said, now shuddering with the barely contained reaction to the words Sylvie had just said. "I -- <em>I</em> need you just as much. I have trusted people, but not this much. I can't hide in front of you. I can't
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"Exactly," he said, pulling back a little, smiling, relaxing. Then he kissed her, murmurring, "I just want you. Now, tomorrow, for as long as you'll have me."
He shuddered a little. Oh no. No helping it this time, the tears. Being afraid of losing someone was nothing new to him, but this time -- this time... this time it was damn near debilitating.
Only salt wat
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"Oh. Well, good. I'd forgotten about that. But I'll settle for just a stream of..." Of what? Sebastian looked a little nervous as he wrapped his arms around her and swallowed. "Well, screw the stream. As long as..." His voice finally cracked.
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After her statement, he was quiet for a while, evaluating their surroundings.
"We do?" Sebastian asked, voice hoarse from singing and mind slightly puzzled. He'd gone over so many folk songs from so many different languages, taking great pains to explain them to Sylvie.
He followed her gaze for a moment, then examined the copse. He saw nothing wrong with it, and actually
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"Thank you. I can keep going on," he said, apparently not the least worried that he might run out of breath -- at least, up until he assessed the climb. "After the hill, anyway."
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Once he was finished with the song, Sebastian stole one glance at Sylvie, narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrow. With a slight twitch of his lips, he decided to throw caution to the wind (balmy and warming) and launched into another song, eyes firmly on the road. It, too, was in another language, one different from the last, and a slight rasp entered his voice when he sang it -- it, too was rh
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"Trouble is never funny," he murmurred, stubbled cheek against her temple. "In any case... I owe you a song."
Clearing his throat, Sebastian began to sing. It was rhythmical, in a language Sylvie would not have known, but it was quite apparent that he was at least a passable, average singer. Perhaps not good enough to make a career out of it, unless he settled for being a
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"I was flirting with you," Sebastian said with a smile, looked at the path in front of them and flexed his neck, growing more serious. "We're agreed on that. I just... tried to -- I wanted to hear you laugh."
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Sebastian chuckled. "But you're not opposed to the idea apparently."
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"Because I want to drag you off to the nearest bush and stay there huddled with you for a long time?" Sebastian suggested. "Don't worry, I won't, unless it's favourable in your mind."
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"You might already have," Sebastian said, still grinning. "I shall call you Willow, Poppy, but first and foremost, I'll call you Sylvie. Also, yes, I think you are in trouble."
He did slow down when it came to the pace.
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"That... did not help, Sylvie," he chuckled between wheezes. "Damn you," Sebastian continued, still trying to contain himself. It didn't work too well, but he managed to keep his laughter down to snickering as he more or less dragged her along after his outburst.
"The first moment... the first moment we get out of sight, you, pretty little willow, are in deep t
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That broke his last and final bastion -- all the nervousness and fear disappeared once the tone of Sylvie's words hit him proper. He bursted into laughter, putting one hand on his knee and pulling Sylvie closer with the next. "Damn you, we could both live with that," he managed between laughs.
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He looked relieved the moment Sylvie had her say. "Tell you what," the half-elf said, momentarily frowning at the sight of a dead cat. "Let the rest of them call me that. I like how it sounds, but..." He skirted another puddle. "But you, just call me whatever you want? If you like Sebastian, call me Sebastian. And if Fuckwit should suit me, well, you can call me that, too
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He glanced upward at the sky. "If I asked you to call me that, or more or less <em>naming</em> me that?" Sebastian replied, worried Sylvie might take it the wrong way. It felt important, somehow. He was tired of being called all those names by people who had little to do with him or just stuck with the stories. He closed his eyes and waited for backlash.
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Well, that certainly was food for thought. Passing another puddle and heading toward a bend in the road, he said, "I think I got myself into this." Then his steps slowed for a moment, watching Sylvie for a moment. "What would you say if I...?"
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Five steps in cadence he considered that. "Sort of like me and... isn't it just?"
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Sebastian smiled, squeezing her hand a bit tighter for a few seconds. Once she began the melody, the half-elf considered it, waited and never interrupted her until she spoke. "Well, but I liked it," he said sincerely, then searched his mind for songs he'd sang on the road. "Mind... what's that song about?"
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"Then I'll keep it to myself to tell you about it later," he said softly, glancing at Sylvie. "And whatever words you have, don't feel like you owe them, all right? In the meantime, know any travel songs? I'd hate for us to just be silent, and... well, I'd just be tempted to say things." He was smiling, even so.
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He really wanted to just pick her up and drag her off the road and share his sentiments. Instead, he walked on, smiling with a slightly vacant stare. "I feel the need to shut up, because I'll be gushing with words otherwise. Ought I?"
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Sebastian eyed the clouds, the busy birds trying to find things for their chicks and some sad-looking cows grazing at equally sad-looking grass, and only then paid attention to the human element. Feeling both angry and sad at these sights, he put on a frown.
But things other than sun shine on him; he knew his job was done, and for now at least he was able to enjoy Sylvie's company. He
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"Nico? Well, I'll be happy to see her, then," he said, smiling slightly as well, then broader when it came to her latter comment. "That, I think, would suit me fine... no rain for a while. Only warm, balmy weather and nothing to worry about than whether or not I'll toast in the sun."
They walked on.
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The handshake was firm but soft, only rough because of his calloused hands and the broken knuckles. "Good-bye," was the last thing he ever said to them, heading his own way.
The half-elf had barely even felt the touch of the man's hand. "South," he finally said. "Sounds good. Very good, actually." He thought for a while. "So... a river bend?"
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Sebastian closed his eyes tightly shut for a moment, looked at Sylvie and Kord and then at the horizon. It was there again, calling. "Let's just go," he said hoarsely.
Kord nodded, looked around, then offered a hand to first Sebastian -- who give it a minute grasp -- and then to Sylvie, smiling as he did the time he read the letter she gave him. "Hope you'll have it
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