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Post by Gittelbug on Jun 23, 2008 23:59:20 GMT -5
The lounge was dark and smoky like normal she noted from her seat in the back of the room. She wasn't looking to be social tonight, was she? No. She sighed and shifted in her seat crossing her legs in a polite manor and idly drummed her finger tips on the wooden table. But tonight wasn't about her or even the crowded bar she was in. No. Tonight was about Faye. Gittelbug found her self frowning and sighing again as she recalled the memories of an event not too long ago.
Faye... she paused her moments to look up as a shadow approached. She frowned no such luck. Then again she reasoned to herself, she was early. Her fingers continued to drum the table top as she recalled Faye's state of mind when she left her. It wasn't good, was it? Not good at all. What had he done to her? She had trusted him with Faye's heart and he not only broke it but broke her too. Gone was the proud vampires she knew and in her place stood a child.
Shaking her head from her thoughts Gittelbug flashed the waiter a smile as he placed her drink, a scotch on the rocks, down on the table. Sipping her drink she recalled her struggle to contain her feelings and act appropriately. She couldn't just march up to him and demand her explain to her what exactly he did to Faye. No she couldn't and wouldn't do such a thing. Instead she opted to act like a lady and call him out to meet her. She sent him a letter.
Mr. Wilde, I formally request your presences to discuses events concerning you and my childe, Faye Valentine. Please meet me in the lounge just after sundown to discuses this matter. Regards, Patrica "Gittelbug" Gittelmen
She swirled the dark drink and continued to frown at it. She wanted to demand he give her answers but she would be polite and hear him out. She needed to know what went on and what happened to Faye. But now all she could do is wait.
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Post by sheridanwilde on Jun 24, 2008 0:07:55 GMT -5
Needless to say I was annoyed, no, beyond annoyed, I felt frustrated. Yes, I had heard of Faye's madness, but, in any case, it wasn't something I currently needed to deal with. It was in the past. Just the same, decency compells me to go and so I set out in the dark of night, finding a light humour in the fact that it had been the first time I'd consciously set out in the middle of the night since walking during the day had become possible again.
As I walk, Irecall the woman from where I'd met her once, and had her jump into my arms over a mouse. Was it a mouse? In any case, it had been a peculiar creature.
Stepping into the Lounge, I glance around, still wondering what it was that so many seemed to like about the place, before noticing her. I move to her, and sit myself down opposite of her, "You wished to speak to me?" Frankly, I didn't see good or need in doing so, what happened to Faye had been unfortunate, but not something I could help.
I couldn't have made her happy, nor she me, it was doomed to fail, doing nothing but argue over the smallest things that shouldn't even matter at all. I look at the woman before me now, and am prepared for anything she might have to say (or do) to me, already having experienced DS's view on the matter.
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Post by Gittelbug on Jun 25, 2008 3:53:39 GMT -5
As he sat down she glanced up and flashed him a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She frowned at his words but nodded silently as he sat down. She recalled their first meeting it wasn't the best of times due to that mouse being there, she shuddered at the though, but now was not the time to remissness. How did one start this conversation? She couldn't demand he tell her what went on but with Faye the way she was there was something that needed to be done.
"I do wish to speak with you." she finally responded pausing to brush a strand of hair out of her eyes. "I understand that some aspects of your relationship with Faye are private" she blushed but continued. "But I don't understand. What happened? I thought you too were happy." she bit her lip and played with the ice in her drink. She peeked a glance at him but couldn't gauge his reaction. "Faye," she paused again to collect herself she would not break down in front of him.
"Faye she's not well." she explained. "She can't answer me anymore. She acts like a child not the strong woman I knew. I have to, no, I need to know... what happened?" she took a large swig of the drink the ice clanked against her teeth. She wondered what he would say and do. She hoped she wasn't being overly rude but Faye did want to kill him after all.
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Post by sheridanwilde on Jun 25, 2008 4:28:41 GMT -5
I smile at her words, giving a brief nod though there wasn't much of privacy between me and Faye that couldn't be, or wasn't, talked about, as she asks me what happened because we were happy I resist the urge of a bitter smile and move to answer before she speaks again, elaborating on Faye's poor state, again I nod, "DS told me about that, but I know as little of what happened with that as you do, DS seems to think it most wise for me to keep my distance of her"
I look away, then back up at the woman, "Though I have no need to give reasons and causes, I shall give them to you and hope you may be able to use them beneficially. Faye and I were never really happy at all, we fought 90% of the time over the smallest things that had no value at all, as if the only way we could speak was as if we disagreed with one another"
I pause, "Then, there were her constant 'needs' to leave without a word for periods of time that varied between a couple of days and weeks. Though I did love her, I need love also, and in her words, she couldn't give me any certainty. I ended things with her because they weren't working, the spark had died out, and I believe now that most of the love I felt all sprang from another powerful feeling."
I glance away then, "No, my way of doing it may not have been the best way, but it was the only way I could think of and in any case I cannot change it"
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Post by Gittelbug on Jul 15, 2008 5:49:55 GMT -5
Gittelbug bit her lip as he spoke. His words harsh but somehow she knew they weren't untrue. She sighed and wanted to argue that Faye meant well and really did love him she just needed to figure things out and understand how to handle it all. Plus, she thought, it could have been much worse she could have gambled away all his money. She almost giggled at the thought. But that was the old Faye not the shadow of the strong woman she knew. She shook her head from her thoughts and listened to him speak.
When he was finished she smiled a smile that did not reach her eyes. "I cannot say I understand because I do not think I will fully understand." she sighed. "Perhaps DS is right you should stay away from Faye until we can figure out how to get her back to normal, if that's even possible." she sighed and pushed around the ice in her drink and sighed again. "What do you know about her madness?" she finally asked. "What caused her to become this?" she bit her lip again but looked away so he wouldn't see the pain and anger in her eyes. She wanted to shout, scream and blame him. If he could have done something diffrent maybe this wouldn't have happened. As soon as the thoughts came the guilt hit her he was hurting too and she shouldn't blame him for Faye's problems he did the best he could, didn't he?
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Post by sheridanwilde on Jul 15, 2008 11:03:10 GMT -5
As she states she won't understand I nod in agreement, I wasn't even sure if I understood the whole of it, for as much as I knew it had been the right choice, I did love her. I look at her then, "If you think it'll help her if I spoke to her, I will do it... whether I end up hurt or not, I've never meant to hurt her... In truth I didn't really think she cared all that much as she seemed to rather be away than with me. I gave her every minute of my time, and somehow that still wasn't enough"
He asked her after the cause, and I look at her, "I cannot say with certainty what the reason is, but I have noticed that... when Faye sees something... or something happens around her, that she can't explain or fathom, she zones out" I look away, then back at her, "Depending on the situations these instances get worse. She seems to think the world here is a dream, a fantasy, and nothing's real"
I look down, "I haven't seen her since then, and can only go by what I've been told.. but I think it's the same sort of mechanism causing that... Some sort of self defense to deal with the situation"
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Post by Gittelbug on Jul 30, 2008 1:57:45 GMT -5
Gittelbug nodded as he spoke. Trying to allow his words to sink in and make sense of everything he was saying. She sighed and almost wished that this was a normal situation of one breaking another's heart. It were that simple all she would have to do would be scold the heart breaker and console the one with the broken heart. But if anything her time in RavenBlack had taught her that things were never that easy.
She watched as he looked down, perhaps at the table, perhaps he was looking beyond the table. "I almost wish the situation was diffrent and i could yell at you for breaking Faye's heart." she joked weakly with a small giggle trying to lighten the mood.
She sifted in her seat before speaking again she offered him a small smile and nodded at his final thought. "As you know Faye... she's not in the best of mind sets right now. I'm not too sure what her reaction would be to you." she sighed but continued. "I wouldn't want either of you to get hurt and I can't be sure that she won't kill you like she told me she would." running a hand through her hair.
A defense mechanism. she pondered that for a moment. She wished she had been around a bit more. Faye liked her independence and she was happy to give it to her and was there when she needed help but Gittel couldn't help but wonder if she should have checked up on her more. Perhaps if she had done that she wouldn't be here asking Faye's ex for information. Things were getting more confusing and the more she found out the less she knew.
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Post by sheridanwilde on Aug 25, 2008 9:47:08 GMT -5
At her joke, I offer a weak smile that doesn't quite seem entirely sincere, "You're free to yell at me if it'd make you feel better, but though her heart may have broken, I don't feel I was the one that broke it"
I nod at her words, though realizing of course that... Faye's strength compared to mine was very little encouraging to Faye's succeeding... but yet again, I'd never harm her, so who knows. I look at her, "I don't think she would kill me, either I get through to a part she has buried, or... I'm but... a figment of imagination to her." And in truth, I didn't quite think it right to not take the risk of it, for her well-being, though we together hadn't worked, it didn't mean I wished ill on her.
Looking at Gittel, I gently take her hand, hoping not to offend her, "Your daughter meant the world to me, and I would have loved her, would have been there for her, had ... had I but had the feeling she *wanted* to be with me. She was more away than with me however, and we fought more than... anything else. For some this works... I've seen enough violence in my life to want better than that"
I sit back then, "Still, I'm sorry for how things turned out, it was never my intention... I honestly... didn't think she'd take this so hard" In truth, I wasn't certain if me talking to Faye would do anything at all, but... who else could do anything that would be of matter?
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