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Jul. 31st, 2005 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lastgunslingerHe'd found an interesting-looking book in the Library -- More Tales From The Corner, But Only If I Don't Find A Better Title, by a man with the interesting name of F.X. Toole.
So now Roland is sitting in his chair by the fountain in the Garden, reading, with the grey kitten batting at the roses floating on the surface of the water.
Morning-glories bloom around the bottom of the fountain.
So now Roland is sitting in his chair by the fountain in the Garden, reading, with the grey kitten batting at the roses floating on the surface of the water.
Morning-glories bloom around the bottom of the fountain.
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Date: 2005-08-01 02:51 am (UTC)"My feelings."
He wants both -- the Tower, and a life. He can only have one.
Cuthbert doesn't have to make that choice.
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Date: 2005-08-01 02:57 am (UTC)He shakes his head. "Jealousy's a stupid, pisenous emotion that you can't argue with, Roland. I can't help you this time."
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:00 am (UTC)Arms still folded.
He's curious.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:02 am (UTC)"Now, keepin' your feelings out of it, that'd be the bastard. But then, that's what you wanted him to do, so I reckon you must be up to it." There's a glint in Joe's eye.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:04 am (UTC)Roland nods. "You say true."
David turns his head to watch Joe better.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:07 am (UTC)"But it ain't gonna change that you're jealous, and that he don't want you to be."
"They want you to be happy. For them, and in yourself. Mebbe you can't be. We've both got a lot of sins to bear. Makes it hard to be happy, mebbe. But at least you can be a man about it."
"Catch." He flicks the packet of cigars in Roland's direction, past the bird.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:15 am (UTC)He'd known Joe wouldn't approve. But he'd also known that Joe would understand how he thought.
Diplomatic doubletalk is bullshit, sometimes.
"Why Africa?"
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:19 am (UTC)As he falls, the poncho flares behind him, taking the shape of wings...and he melts away into a hawk, banking and levelling off.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:23 am (UTC)In a swift movement Roland thrusts his arm towards the sky. David flies to join his brethren, the Joe-hawk among them for a moment before Roland turns away, and to Moiraine.
"I wonder why he said it would be a long walk, if he was going to do that." Musing.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-01 03:28 am (UTC)Calm.
"I am sorry you had to see some of that."
His eyes never leave her face.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:28 am (UTC)There is no hesitation.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:30 am (UTC)"What did you learn, then?"
Because that's the only reason to watch two friends fight. To get information.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:35 am (UTC)Some of which she will not speak of, or at least not yet, but her tone is calm.
"It is easier to make mistakes when one is close to another, and such mistakes are often the hardest to forgive."
Whether this is a separate observation or a lesson, she does not say.
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Date: 2005-08-01 03:39 am (UTC)Roland traces the marks left in the skin of his hand by David's talons.
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Date: 2005-08-01 06:55 pm (UTC)"I would ask what you intend to do when you return, Roland."
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Date: 2005-08-01 07:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-01 07:04 pm (UTC)"Light send it will be enough."
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Date: 2005-08-01 07:06 pm (UTC)Roland refuses to entertain any other possibility.
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Date: 2005-08-01 07:10 pm (UTC)"Would you wish to return to the Garden, perhaps?"
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Date: 2005-08-01 07:15 pm (UTC)"I'd return to Milliways, if it's not any trouble, I think."
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Date: 2005-08-01 07:20 pm (UTC)Gracefully, Moiraine rises from her seat on the rock and holds out her hand to him once more.
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Date: 2005-08-01 07:26 pm (UTC)