She's Not Dead

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Maya: The Warden had finished speaking to the King when Maya and Hunter approached the room she just came from. The healing mage wanted to check up on him, and Maya… he didn’t know why he brought Maya with him. He felt that it would perhaps be good to have her there. His eyes flicked downwards, avoiding meeting the Warden’s eyes but his wife stared at her full on, giving the demon a slight, sad smile before rolling into the room.
Haddock: The king nodded to the doctor, then also Maya when he noticed her. His eyebrows raised slightly at the sight of her, but all he said was, “Good evening.”
Hunter: His mouth opened and he heard himself respond almost mechanically, “Good evening. I just wanted check up on you, Sir. How are you feeling? Any discomforts? Pain? Anything you need? Should I cast some-?” He didn’t realize he started rambling until Maya squeezed his arm silently, still regarding the king with a gentle smile.
Haddock: “The entire situation is a discomfort,” the king remarked, “though I suppose I would appreciate some assistance.” His eyes did look to Maya the entire time he spoke, though. He could see in her eyes… it was something he had not seen from anyone else who had visited him, not even Mera.
Maya: Maya neatly folded her hands on her lap, here gaze steady and breathing calm, “Remember when I told you, sir… that it was Hunter’s father who saved me.” Still she kept smiling warmly, no secrets, no beating around the bush; nothing but friendly conversation, “If it was him who gave me life… it was his brother who almost took it away.” Her brows furrowed ever so slightly, “He stabbed a sword right into my spine, as I laid beside my mother.”
Haddock: Haddock was quiet. His eyes drifted away as soon as she made that last comment with the sword. For an instant he saw someone else. Claws outstretched. Glowing, angry eyes. A demon attacking him. Could remember the shock, the sudden collapse, falling falling falling and then when he woke up allhecoulddowasliethereand…
He shook his head, betraying no emotion the entire time. Glumness might have still leaked through. “I am sorry to hear that had to happen to you,” he said.
Maya: Her eyes were clear, “So am I. When I woke up… I was devastated. I was helpless, I was useless, I had no reason to live. My family was dead. It was difficult, it was painful. There were many tears, so much pain… intense pain…” Hunter dug his fingers in his palm. He knew what Maya had gone through, he was there, but to hear her speak of it so freely like this… it shocked him. Yet she continued.
“The following years were torture. I wanted to die.” she grit her teeth, “But then… I met people. Little by little, I learned. I was able to move again. Mr. Lindholm built this chair for me. I found things that I could do. I found a new family.” she looked lovingly towards Hunter, “It was slow. It was harsh. It took so long.”
Her eyes flicked back towards the king, and she rolled up to him, taking his hands, “I know… what you’re feeling. You don’t even have to say anything. I understand. But please… give it time. There are those who love you immensely. Your wife, your children, your kingdom. You and I… we are not lesser human beings because of this.”
Haddock: He breathed in. Out. “No,” he said, agreeing with her last statement. “Lesser lives, though, maybe… at least, in comparison to…” He grimaced, hating how much he had said, and shut his jaw shut with a harsh click.
Maya: She gripped his hands hard, his fingers darkened slightly when the blood flow was stopped, “No. No. You’re wrong. Our lives are not lesser than others. People need us. Your kingdom needs you. You just came from a war. They will turn to you first and foremost, they trust you. You saved them. And your family… your children. Who else will protect them? Will tell them bedtime stories? Will hug them and pat their backs when they cry? They love you so much, you are important to them. Especially to Akkey… she…” Maya took a deep breath, “She’s lost too much. She needs you more than ever. You have to live.”
Haddock: His eyes darkened even more, though, at her words. “Akkey is gone,” he said, hating to tell her the news.
Maya: Maya straightened just a little, raising her eyebrows in surprise, “Akkey is… gone?” She glanced at Hunter, who merely shrugged, just as confused.
Haddock: “There was a fighter, perhaps even an assassin. She said…” Haddock shook his head.
Hunter: A fighter… an assassin…
Oh.
Hunter rubbed a hand on his forehead, “No sir, she’s-” There was a soft rustle behind them, and a flash of black and white as someone peeked into the room.
Haddock: Gareth’s eyes widened. “By the gods… Akkey,” he breathed.
Akkey: Akkey meekly showed herself, padding quietly on bare feet beside Haddock as Maya rolled away to make room. She rubbed her arm, both as well other parts of her body wrapped in bandages again, unused to the fact that she has to look down instead of up now, “I’m glad you’re okay, sir.”
Haddock: Haddock reached forward to try to grab her hand, or at least touch her gently. “You’re alive,” he said.
Akkey: She let him take it, and she smiled, “So are you.”
Haddock: His eyes fell down, but he was clearly thankful at her presence. His eyes took in the bandages. “Would you quit… injuring… yourself?”
Akkey: She opened her mouth to protest, to retort back that he should do the same, but she caught herself. He had a point, “I’m sorry… I just… miscalculated a bit. Hrinthe saved me, though, so…” she rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, remembering the pain from that time.
Haddock: “Well, I suppose I can hardly judge. The battlefield has hardly been easy for anybody,” he said, nodding to his lap. “Though, Akkey… take care. Extra care. You’re important to me.”
Akkey: Akkey nodded mutely, scuffing her foot on the ground like a child being scolded. She tightened her grip on his hand, “So… so are you. I’m really glad you’re alive, sir. When I heard that you… I…” she bit back tears threatening to show, “I thought…”
Haddock: Haddock tried to calm her, tightening his grip in turn and hoping it was slightly comforting. “I’m here, Akkey. It’s… it’s okay.” He hesitated on the word ‘okay’, for he was not, in fact, feeling okay at all; however, he hoped that this would at least comfort her a little rather than aggravate her. 
Akkey: She shook her head, furiously rubbing away tears that refused to be held back, “I’m sorry… I could have… This wouldn’t have happened… I’m sorry… ” she whispered.
Haddock: “No need to be sorry,” Haddock said. “Only I do. Akkey… come here.” He tried to draw her closer.
Akkey: She stepped towards him hesitantly, still rubbing at cheeks glistening with tears, “Why should you be… you’re the one who got injured like this. And I didn’t do anything to…”
Haddock: She was close enough to be hugged now, and she got one from him. “Let what has happened, happened,” he said. “You are blameworthy for nothing, and I need no such words from you. Okay?”
Akkey: Akkey gasped a little when he pulled her down and wrapped his arms around her. Haddock was never one for hugs, especially in public, so she was surprised that he did with the Lindholms around. Trembling fingers reached around his shoulders. He’s warm. His heart is beating. He’s alive. A lump in her throat began to rise, and hard as she tried she couldn’t keep it in. She returned the embrace tightly, burying her face in his shoulder and thoroughly soaking it. She silently nodded into his shirt.
Haddock: Haddock did not say much as she cried. Sometimes he interspersed comments of “It’s okay.” There really was nothing more to say, though. And it was enough to silently relish the fact she was alive!
Akkey: There were no inhibitions, no hesitations. She felt nothing but relief and gladness, washing the stress and the pain away with her tears. Maya stayed a ways away, watching Akkey’s shoulders heaving. She caught Haddock’s eye as he comforted her and she nodded, still smiling just as gently. /She needs you,/ she seemed to say. Then she tugged at Hunter’s sleeve, who started to roll her out the room.
Haddock: Haddock didn’t nod when he caught Maya’s eye, but he seemed to understand and communicate that nonverbally anyhow. He felt… something… moving about in his stomach. Though there were many pains around him, he also felt a resolution as he continued holding Akkey.
Category:BOTGD
Category:Events
Category:Season 5
Category:Maya Lindholm
Category:Gareth Ragnar Haddock the Second
Category:Akkey Black
Category:Hunter Lindholm