the thing about plans involving people is that people are driven by emotion. emotions require upkeep. they, at the very minimum, require hope. hope needs to be fed the same way the body does. meals at dawn, noon and dusk. gentle words to coax it, and anger to stoke it. despair and the cold silence of your own thoughts douse it. they say that alhaitham is a man made from machinery and wire, a man in capable of feeling - but he understands emotions better than most. he is, after all, merely a man. a man who bruises when hurt. a man who bleeds when cut. a man who burns when put to the torch. alhaitham knows hope better than any other; he knows, after all, kaveh.
and kaveh knows elham. kaveh knows his people. she will not give up, not after he has done what he could; after she has seen what he is. ]
Good. [ he says, and means it. at this proximity, it's impossible not to scent him - an omega of padisarahs and gentle, fragrant flowers. the ones in his vase don't compare. alhaitham turns, and heads for the door. a single silver bell, and a servant comes. he gives orders - the servant goes.
alhaitham closes the door, and then, looking back to kaveh: ] I am taking supper. You may join me, or you may do as you wish.
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Date: 2023-04-22 07:11 am (UTC)the thing about plans involving people is that people are driven by emotion. emotions require upkeep. they, at the very minimum, require hope. hope needs to be fed the same way the body does. meals at dawn, noon and dusk. gentle words to coax it, and anger to stoke it. despair and the cold silence of your own thoughts douse it. they say that alhaitham is a man made from machinery and wire, a man in capable of feeling - but he understands emotions better than most. he is, after all, merely a man. a man who bruises when hurt. a man who bleeds when cut. a man who burns when put to the torch. alhaitham knows hope better than any other; he knows, after all, kaveh.
and kaveh knows elham. kaveh knows his people. she will not give up, not after he has done what he could; after she has seen what he is. ]
Good. [ he says, and means it. at this proximity, it's impossible not to scent him - an omega of padisarahs and gentle, fragrant flowers. the ones in his vase don't compare. alhaitham turns, and heads for the door. a single silver bell, and a servant comes. he gives orders - the servant goes.
alhaitham closes the door, and then, looking back to kaveh: ] I am taking supper. You may join me, or you may do as you wish.