Wenn & Wolf Tales

wwe0640
Session Start: Tue Jul 01 1997
*** Now talking in #Simon's_Playroom
* Simon sits real still..buried with toys....hoping Wenn doesn't see him.
<Wenndolyne> Simon? Are you here, little one?
* Wenndolyne wanders about stepping on little sharp toys and acking
* Simon tries to stifle his breathing, but can't stop its excited pace.
* Wenndolyne stands really still a moment... she can hear....
* Simon sits really still, Wenn in plain sight in front of him...
* Wenndolyne wanders to a pile of toys... looking over Simon's head like she cannot see him
<Wenndolyne> hmmm....
<Wenndolyne> guess you're not here after all
* Wenndolyne turns to leave
* Simon begins to whimper at the sight of her...the memories of last night stil haunting him
* Wenndolyne turns again slowly and looks directly at him, with sympathy
* Wenndolyne whispers..."Simon... no need to hide from me..."
* Simon looks out from his pile of toys with sad eyes.
* Simon whimpers at her some more...but doesn't move...doesn't come to her.
* Wenndolyne reaches in tentatively to ruffle his hair... but draws back her hand and just sits in the floor ((on some more damn sharp little toys)) in front of him
<Simon> I...did it...to Poet. <weakly>
<Wenndolyne> I haven't quite recovered from last night either. Can we talk about it?
* Simon closes his eyes as a tear...one of many from this day..rolls down his already moistened cheek.
<Simon> I dunno what to say... <weakly>
<Simon> <quietly>
<Simon> <lonely>
* Wenndolyne pulls her knees up to hug them "Me either, but I did wonder... what did you mean about the music?"
<Wenndolyne> ((I never did get that and have not read the log yet))
* Simon sniffles all alone and he knows it..."I can hear it...even now...the music."
<Wenndolyne> What does it sound like?
* Simon shifts a little in his big pile of toys, some of them rolling from the top to the floor, "It..it is soft...but not happy."
<Simon> It's kinda...
<Simon> ...kinda...good.
<Wenndolyne> Like people singing? Or just instruments?
* Simon closes his eyes again, thinking of Poet...of all that blood...and of Poet's words...his last words.
* Simon opens his eyes, "Both...neither..."
<Simon> I still hear it...
<Simon> Can't you?
<Wenndolyne> No... I don't
* Simon looks at Wenn, confused.."You can't hear it?"
<Wenndolyne> No, little one. I only hear you... and how sad you are.
<Simon> It's there...right past what I can hear...like what you taste after you've eaten.
<Simon> ...you know what you ate...but you can't really bite it anymore.
<Simon> I hear it like that.
<Wenndolyne> Hmmm...
<Wenndolyne> Did you hear this music before... before last night?
* Simon shifts somemore in his toy hideaway, "No...just after...after I killed him. Wenn, I don't want to hurt you or Wolf..."
<Wenndolyne> Oh, Simon... you cannot hurt Wolf seriously and he will not let you hurt me.
* Simon looks out at her...not sure that her words are true..he'd hurt Poet and Poet was strong.
<Simon> **The music plays on in only Simon's ears.**
<Wenndolyne> Poet had no defenses, no magic... but Wolf does.
<Simon> Well...you know...
<Simon> ..I did it...
<Simon> ..I wanted Poet gone...
<Simon> ..and the magic..it made him gone...
* Simon starts to cry aloud now...adding to his tear soaked face.
<Wenndolyne> You have to learn to control this thing, Simon. I think Wolf can help with this.
* Simon shifts and th rest of the toys fall from around him.
* Wenndolyne smiles at the boy, though weakly. She can't help it.
* Simon cries out, "...but the trial..."
<Simon> Daddy! We mustn't tell him!
<Wenndolyne> Poet's... absence... cannot remain a secret very long.
<Simon> I don't want to! No! Maybe you..or Wolf...but not me! I couldn't..
* Simon 's voice trails off
<Wenndolyne> I don't know that I can either. But, with your permission... perhaps Wolf can tell him.
* Simon closes his eyes, hearing the music again...the calming flow...and hearing Poet's last words again, "Ok."
<Wenndolyne> Simon... you loved Poet, did you not?
* Simon begins to rock to the music...and to the sound of Poet's voice...still fresh in his ears...or is it part of the melody, "Yes...very much."
<Wenndolyne> And you trusted him? Thought of him as a friend?
* Simon nods, barely hearing Wenn's voice but understanding her every word.
<Wenndolyne> Do you remember what he told you last night? You know... just before...
* Simon stops rocking and opens his eyes...looking at Wenn, reminded once again of all the blood..all the pain "Yes."
<Wenndolyne> He asked you to do something, something very important.
<Simon> He said that since I forgive him..I should forgive me.
* Wenndolyne nods and smiles softly
<Wenndolyne> And you must.
* Simon takes in a breath and nods to Wenn, not believing his own words as he says them, "I do...forgive me."
<Wenndolyne> I think not... else why hide from me and from everyone else, here in your playroom?
* Simon releases the breath...then looks into Wenn's eyes, "I think that I should leave...so I won't hurt anyone else here...I'm going to leave, Wenn."
<Wenndolyne> You cannot run from it... it goes with you.
<Wenndolyne> You must face it, learn to control it.
* Simon sits still, watching her...his face expressionless, his eyes distant . "I can't...it's too hard."
<Wenndolyne> Better than to try to run away from yourself.
<Simon> **Simon starts to hear the music again...the soft slow melody...**
<Wenndolyne> I know this is hard... or maybe I don't know exactly
* Simon stands, getting a bit frustrated with the conversation..."I think you should go."
* Simon says again...more pronounced, the music growing in volume, "I think you should go."
<Wenndolyne> Simon... please, please let Wolf help you... before you run away or...
* Simon turns from her..knowing what he must do...
<Simon> I think you should go.
Session Close: Tue Jul 01 1997<--- cause he 'kicked' me, for effect :) hehehe

Session Start: Tue Jul 01 1997
<Simon> Simon looks down, knowing what he has done...knowing what he must do...
* Wenndolyne picks herself up, shaken from having been... shown the door, so abruptly
* Wenndolyne stands outside the playroom door and starts to knock but turns to leave
* Simon stands by the door...knowing Wenn's feelings may be hurt...but tis better feelings than flesh.

~~~~~~~OOC~~~~~~~
<Simon> I have no clue as to what to do with this now.
<Wenndolyne> that's what you get for winging it bucko
<Simon> As far as I can tell...Simon's a goner.
<Simon> Wolf's gotta save him.
<Wenndolyne> Yes, I think Wolf can
<Simon> Truly...I'm VERY worried about Simon.
<Simon> I don't want him to die.
<Wenndolyne> me either... but you keep digging the damn hole deeper ;)
<Simon> Poet told me to kill him lastnight...
<Simon> I wasn't gonna
<Wenndolyne> I knew you guys were passing notes
<Simon> That last scene...where S was seeing the light out the window...
<Simon> I had no idea what the hell was going on.
<Wenndolyne> me either... except for thinking I recognized the girl
<Wenndolyne> did he send you a note about her?
<Simon> No..I had no clue...
<Simon> Just that she was there.
<Simon> ..and she smiled and winked at S
<Wenndolyne> then I missed it... how'd you know blonde with green eyes?
<Simon> He described her to me...in msg.....but didn't tell me who she was.
Session Close: Tue Jul 01 1997

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