Quest 314

[primrosella]

The last time, it was summer--June, I think, the end of June or so, because Edmund was gone and I was still trying to sort out the Blue Light and all--and now it's autumn and everyone's come back again. That's how it goes, you know, in seasons. Once in the summer, once in the winter, once in the fall or spring, but not often both. Sometimes it happens on Halloween, even--I remember there was once when everyone came, and that was the silver lining to an awful October, getting to see everyone and...

It's just, one does this enough and one grows to expect...well.

Edmund, are you here? Please, I hope you are--and Blue, if you are too, I'd...and I know Alexander was here last, and sometimes Mother comes, and Daddy, and...

Um.

That is, it's very nice to see all of you visiting today, both the people that have come back and the ones that are here for the first time. Just as before, we'll have the Blue Light open late tonight and tomorrow, for anyone to come and sit and have something to eat and visit awhile, and that's where I'll be should anyone come looking for me.

And if you're here, too, you awful dog, you keep away from me--you haven't gotten me yet, and I won't let you, I won't--


[OOC: As per usual, she's canonically from just after the end of Perils of Rosella, and with some very disjointed and vague knowledge of Absence Makes the Heart Go Yonder. Not that that really means anything to anyone, but. If something comes up that I don't want her to know, I'll just have her forget it, so have a party--anything goes! HIT HER WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT. Troll, threadjack, have a ball!

And of course, because RL has shown an unfortunate trend of eating me alive lately, I am totally okay with backdating. ♥]

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[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

Here, let me get my trumpet.

[He goes to reach for it]

[primrosella]

Will you play for me? The one that's about you, I always did like that one.

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

Sure. I'll always play for you, Rosella.

[He's smiling a little as he launches into song, sitting on the counter like it's no big deal and not a health violation]

[primrosella]

[It's not like she's really come around to the idea of health violations yet anyway, so she commandeers herself a stool and leans on the counter to listen, eyes half-closed.]

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

[When he's done he looks down at his trumpet like it's magic or something]

Oh.

[primrosella]

Oh?

You can take it with you, you know. If...you'd like it back.

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

No.

No, I can't, I mean.

I don't want it to be buried with me.

[He looks terribly sad]

It's good luck, you know.

[primrosella]

[Fortune's favorite son. She remembers that much, and moves to rest her head on his shoulder.]

No wonder things have always been so good here at the Blue Light, then.

[But, you know, the mention of death has got her choking up a little, too.]

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

[He leans in next to her.]

I love you, Rosella.

[He doesn't mean it romantically. It's purely platonic, fraternal]

[primrosella]

[He was always the closest to family she could ever get, in the City. They were the same, somehow.]

I wish you could stay. I wish--I never had to worry when you were here, you always knew. You always found me, no matter where I was, even when...I could get in all the trouble I wanted and it was always all right in the end because you were there and I never realized how much I needed it until you were gone.

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

You're strong. You don't need me.

[He puts his arm around her anyway.]

[primrosella]

I do.

[Face into shoulder, the words are a little more muffled than before.]

Did it hurt when you died, Blue?

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

[He looks at her, a little surprised]

I can't-

It doesn't work that way.

[primrosella]

What way does it work?

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

Why are you asking this?

[primrosella]

[She just gives him a wobbling look, but being that it's Blue, that's probably all the implication he really needs.]

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

How?

[primrosella]

It was an accident. There was a curse and...

I suppose it's not the same, really, because I didn't...because I woke up, and I was all right, somehow, but I don't know how and it all just...

[A breath.]

It was poison. Like pricking my finger on a spindle, that's all.

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

I'm sorry.

[primrosella]

I just hope it wasn't that way for you, too. The way it felt.

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

Don't worry about how I felt. I'm all right now.

[primrosella]

And when you go back?

[boogiewoogiebugleboy]

It's very quiet.