Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-3293219-20131221194408

Uberheroism wrote: (Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.) (I thought Cicero was the devil...)

As Nish was about to go out and watch the brawl, Manja grabbed his arm.

"Nish, have you got a minute?"

Nish turned back to her, this clearly wasn't the time.

"I think those two are going t-"

"No... they won't they'll have a bit of a tumble and probably end up crying in eachother's arms. Really though, this is important..."

Manja took his hand and dragged him upstairs, back up to their room. She closed the door and locked it, turning back to him, looking somewhat worried.

The nord stepped forward, feeling somewhat put out. She didn't know what to say, even though she knew that this day had been coming for over ten years... Manja took his hand and raised it, "Nish..."

"Yeah?" He replied, softly. "It's okay, you take your time..."

Manja looked away, I hate him being so bloody agreeable...

"It's occured to me that you and Eilonwyn have... gotten serious." She explained, feeling like his actual mother.

"Well... yeah, we're building a house after this is over."

"At some point... you're going to marry her?"

Nish froze, ''Marry? Shit... didn't even think of that.''

"Oh... so you haven't thought about it." Manja sighed, feeling more awkward.

"Erm... to tell you the truth? No... no, I haven't." He looked away, for some reason, he felt ashamed.

Manja sighed and reached into her pocket, clenching her fist to keep whatever was inside, hidden from the breton. She stepped forward and raised his hand...

"I'm not telling you to rush anything but... I thought that you might want to offer her this." Manja dropped a familiar looking ring into Nish's hand. He slowly raised this hand to get a better look but he already knew what it was, the second that it touched his hand, he knew it's feel as if it had an aura about it.

''Dad's... wedding ring?''

He heald it up, letting the light shine on it and making sure that it wasn't just a replica but it clearly wasn't.

His welled up as he looked down at it, "Where did you?"

Manja looked away, now for the hard part...

"Nish... thieves didn't steal it off of his corpse." She took a deep breath, "They would have done but... I got there first."

Nish looked up, he was incredibly confused. He glanced back at her, his eyes demanded explaination...

Manja tried to swallow but her throat had closed up, she had to make several attempts, before she could speak. "I was... there, when he died."

"But Mjoll the lioness said that there were no witnesses..."

"I was hiding..." She admitted, walking away and putting her face into her hands and crying. "The vampire that killed him?" her voice was quickly breaking up, she had to speak in a whisper to stop herself from crying. "It wasn't after him... it was after me."

Nish glanced at the rin, before looking back at her, putting it together. "Are you saying that..."

"Yes, he threw himself at it, to protect me." She turned back, "I hid but it found me and it tried to get me but..."

The nord stopped to compose herself, "Your dad came out of nowhere and stopped it from grabbing me, he dragged it away and beat it but... it was too powerful." As she finished she rested her face into her hands and cried, shivering as the images flashed in her head.

Nish looked at the ring and looked back at her, he didn't know how to feel, what to think and he didn't know what to do now. "Manja I..."

"If I had died, that day? You would have still had your dad..."

This answer hurt Nish, mostly because it wasn't necessarily true... His dad could have died the next day or the day after, nothing was protecting him.

"And I wouldn't have ever met you..."

"No..."

"Or Eilo..."

Manja looked up, oddly, she hadn't thought of this way.

"If you had died that day? I'd be where he was 13 years ago... working 12 hour shifts to bring home 10 gold pieces. I wouldn't be able to fight or read, I wouldn't have you or Eilo or Tobias, Keerava would have left me and I wouldn't have ever known about her fate." Nish slowly began to smile as he talked. Though losing his father was hard, it was, on some weird level, the best thing that ever happened to him. It made him who he was and it gave him the greatest thing that he could have ever asked for.

A chance...

He walked over to his friend and embraced her, crying into her shoulder and she pressed her cheek into his forehead, they cried for what felt like an hour but in reality, it was probably about five minutes. After a while, Manja began to speak... "Everytime I pictured this moment? In my head? It never went well..."

"Sorry to dissapoint you..." He replied, smiling.