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Ever since the bookshelf had given Aidan a copy of Leaves of Grass he had been spending most of his free time at home reading it. He had always liked Whitman, finding the man good company and an excellent poet, if a bit misunderstood. Reading his book was a little like reconnecting with the man, something he appreciated on the island. It was like connecting with some of the better parts of his life from before.

He wished that he could have something like that from here if or when he went back. There were more good memories associated with this place in the short time he had been here than there were in almost all the hundreds of years he had lived back on Earth. He'd have to settle for just enjoying it as much as he could while he was here.

Date: 2012-06-22 05:11 am (UTC)
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"Still like Whitman just fine, I see," Henry remarked as he scaled the porch and caught sight of what Aidan was reading. It had been nearly a century, and he still remembered those days like they'd just happened.

Date: 2012-06-25 04:09 am (UTC)
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Henry sunk down into the chair next to Aidan, still not quite used to the reality of his humanity, but he was getting there, gradually. He'd mostly gotten back into the swing of things with eating, at least. And the bright side, at least, was that he seemed to feel much closer to his physical age of 25 than his actual age of over a century. "Have you noticed there seem to be an unusually large number of genuinely nice, helpful people in this place?" he mused, stretching his legs out in front of him. "What are the odds of that happening?"

Date: 2012-06-28 05:25 am (UTC)
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"Kinda makes you wonder what we're doing here," Henry said, flashing Aidan a wry smile. Henry didn't exactly have remorse about the way he'd lived, except where it concerned the rift he'd torn between himself and Aidan. Being a killer was part of being a vampire, really, in Henry's opinion. He knew Aidan no longer saw it that way, something he was still trying to wrap his mind around.

"And the women, man, shit," he said, shaking his head as he sucked in a slow breath, making an 'o' with his lips. "Is there such a thing as an unattractive woman on this island? Because I sure haven't seen any."

Date: 2012-07-01 02:42 am (UTC)
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Henry nodded, taking that into consideration. "Yeah, I guess it is, considering the alternative," he agreed. Better a mysterious tropical island with his maker and an abundance of gorgeous women than hung on a hook awaiting whatever fate Mother had in store for him.

"So it seems your luck's been pretty decent with the ladies here," he added casually, hooking his hands together behind his head.

Date: 2012-07-02 05:08 am (UTC)
whatiwant: (in the past)
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Henry's eyebrows raised slightly. So Aidan was cutting right to the chase, then. Not unexpected. Henry could work with that just fine. "So how many names've you got on your dance card these days, old friend?" he said, giving Aidan a pointed look. "Three, is it? Or are there more I'm missing?"

Date: 2012-07-04 03:55 am (UTC)
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"Just three," Henry echoed evenly, pushing his glasses up on his nose with an index finger. He nodded, slowly, like he was considering that. "I guess when none of the women are Suren, that makes it easier to manage."

Date: 2012-07-05 02:38 am (UTC)
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"I see," Henry said, still in that same calm, even voice. Eighty years in exile had taught him the lesson of patience Aidan had failed to impart upon his eager and young mind. "So that's working out pretty well for you, then?"

Date: 2012-07-08 04:07 am (UTC)
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"Oh?" That was something Aidan hadn't told him before, and Henry sat up slightly, curious. "What happened with that?"

Date: 2012-07-10 05:00 am (UTC)
whatiwant: (father and son)
From: [personal profile] whatiwant
They had both experienced loss, many times over. It was the price you paid for being immortal. And just because they had to go through it over and over, that didn't mean they ever got used to it.

"I'm sorry, Aidan," he said sincerely. "I know that couldn't have been easy."

Date: 2012-07-13 06:55 pm (UTC)
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That was definitely something Henry could understand, and he nodded. "So is that why you're sticking with casual these days?" he asked. It seemed that way, but he wanted to hear the confirmation from Aidan.

Date: 2012-07-18 04:40 am (UTC)
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"Me?" Henry chuckled. "I've only been here a couple months, Aidan. I'm still trying to get used to the fact that I'm human again, that I have to eat real food and breathe air and I can't hear the blood rushing through the veins of someone fifty feet away."

Date: 2012-07-22 05:29 am (UTC)
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"I'm managing," said Henry. He knew he probably shouldn't have been complaining about the adjustment, considering Aidan had been a vampire much longer than he had, but it wasn't all that easy. "It's weird, not having the cravings, but it's...not bad, exactly."

Date: 2012-07-23 06:38 am (UTC)
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"I would," Henry said, without hesitation. "Unlike you, I wasn't trying to get away from it. But I'll manage. Guess I don't really have any other choice, but I've spent enough time being miserable. I don't really want to keep that up here."

Date: 2012-07-27 04:07 am (UTC)
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Many years ago, Henry'd thought he'd found the path to happiness. Turned out, he'd only found part of the answer. The other part had taken him eighty years to discover. "Thanks, Aidan," he replied, and he meant it. "I appreciate that. Who knows, maybe being stuck here and being human will end up good things."

Date: 2012-07-27 05:51 am (UTC)
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"That's for damn sure," Henry agreed. Without Mother and Suren around, the possibilities for what could be just seemed a lot better, even with the downside of what they were having to deal with. "And I'm really glad about that. I spent too long in hiding, I'm glad it's over."

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