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Akibel Mowar is on his way home from the blacksmith's when he spots it. People are shrieking and fleeing from it, which seems reasonable, as it's a fuckoff huge snake with a mirror for a face. A big mirror.
Kib can't so much flee. He can shriek - he can lurch in the direction of the nearest house and try the door - it's locked. He can amble briskly...
He can break into a run when the snake gains on him and fall flat on his face.
And he can get eaten up.
And it's too bright too bright too bright and he flings his arm over his eyes.
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secondchance
ounce_of_prevention
He nods.
"What do you want?" he decides upon saying, because that is clearly of high importance as to what Aydanci will do now.
"What do you want?" he decides upon saying, because that is clearly of high importance as to what Aydanci will do now.
secondchance
"I'm holding substantial parts of that question in abeyance pending more dreams. Although I guess I could stop doing that if I just binge-read all Aly's notebooks. You have them still?"
ounce_of_prevention
Little smile.
"I - am quite convinced of your authenticity," or my own insanity, "so - would you like to see them now?"
"I - am quite convinced of your authenticity," or my own insanity, "so - would you like to see them now?"
ounce_of_prevention
Up Aydanci gets, and to his room he goes. The bed's different, sleeping in a double bed got too depressing, even for him. The rest of the room is the same.
He goes to the closet, and retrieves a box. The box goes Kib-ward.
Inside, neatly stack and wrapped in paper, are Aly's notebooks.
"They're likely out of order," he asserts. "I didn't - go through them to date them, or anything."
He goes to the closet, and retrieves a box. The box goes Kib-ward.
Inside, neatly stack and wrapped in paper, are Aly's notebooks.
"They're likely out of order," he asserts. "I didn't - go through them to date them, or anything."
secondchance
Kib observes the bed but doesn't comment on it. "Thanks," he says again, and he starts looking for the indices.
The organizational system is almost like the one he uses anyway, and he remembers some of her notebooking anyway -
Eventually: "Well, there's one awkward question I don't have to ask you."
The organizational system is almost like the one he uses anyway, and he remembers some of her notebooking anyway -
Eventually: "Well, there's one awkward question I don't have to ask you."
secondchance
"I was trying to think is there any way to ask my past life's husband if he is straight like most guys who marry women are, and I came up completely blank."
ounce_of_prevention
Aydanci laughs, ducking his head.
"I, suppose that would be an awkward question, yes. Is. That relevant?"
secondchance
"Iiiiiit's complicated. Um. I still have really limited dream content about you, like, it was very choice but there's not much of it and it was all a while ago, but while I am currently abstaining from working out a definitive answer to the question of whether I'm currently in love with you it would probably take a heroic self-hacking effort not to wind up that way inside of a month, two, Aly was crazy about you, so the question is should I put that effort in or - not. Ffffurther complicating this is that while I did not remember you I sort of... uh, the Elves waiting outside, um."
ounce_of_prevention
"I am not going to demand any, any - claim on you," murmurs Aydanci. "Or - be upset about anything occurring while you didn't remember my existence."
secondchance
Kib lets out a breath. "Okay. I mean, I - when I remembered I, um, stopped, they came with me anyway in case things worked out in such a way that I'd need company..."
ounce_of_prevention
"You don't need to, to - do anything in particular just because I exist. I'm just glad you're alive."
secondchance
"Okay but remember the thing about how if I do not make heroic efforts I am definitely going to be in love with you in a month or two."
ounce_of_prevention
He smiles.
"Well. Okay then. Uh. ... Explain the situation more, what would your perfect solution look like?"
"Well. Okay then. Uh. ... Explain the situation more, what would your perfect solution look like?"
secondchance
"...Further complicating the entire matter is that I live in Elfland now, 's called Valinor, and Valinor is fucked up about gay people because something something religion Elves breed like animals it's weird? I have no idea if we'd get a pass for my having been Aly when we got married? If we didn't then I couldn't, like, explain you, there, we'd have to live here or go around telling everybody 'oh no this is Aly's friend'."
ounce_of_prevention
"... That's good to know, but I don't particularly mind in principle pretending to be 'Aly's friend.' Though I'm an awful liar. I doubt I will be very convincing."
secondchance
"I'm not super good at being convincing either. It's possible we'd get a pass on the Aly technicality. Iiiiin which case I am very tempted to bring you to Valinor and have a house and go around being as obnoxiously publicly married as physically possible so that no one who has ever met us can continue to think of everybody being straight as an exceptionless rule."
secondchance
"Theeeee Elves are being very nice about their boyfriend waking up one morning suddenly remembering being married and have not been overwhelmingly specific about their other opinions besides that of course I ought to go find you at once. They do have names but you absolutely cannot tell anybody in Valinor that they are gay or involved or anything, I already made statements of moderately public ignorance but they're in very thorough hiding, will this subterfuge get harder if you know more things about them and can react to their names in conversation or anything?"
ounce_of_prevention
He considers.
"No," he decides. "I imagine now that I've seen their faces, I'd get everything else if I spent any amount of time around them at all. Which I expect I will, if I go live in Valinor with you. ... Or I'd notice how conspicuous and strange it is that these specific people avoid me."
"No," he decides. "I imagine now that I've seen their faces, I'd get everything else if I spent any amount of time around them at all. Which I expect I will, if I go live in Valinor with you. ... Or I'd notice how conspicuous and strange it is that these specific people avoid me."