I Can Be Your Woman (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

"I-I.. what? B-But.. Derek, I have to..!" She said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Says who? Me?" He asked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Y.. well.. the traditions..!" She said. "It's not for very long..!"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I've decided to change the traditions." He said, closing his eyes again.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She stopped dead. "But.. how.. will we get new people..?'' She asked. "What am I to do instead..?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Send someone else." He told her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"A.. was I not doing a good job..?" She asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Huh?" He looked at her, "No, I never said that. You're doing a wonderful job. I would just prefer you close."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"A-Ah I see.." she said. She made a noise. "Well.. regardless of who is going, I still need tofind the book.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He made a noise. He had hidden it to keep her from being too occupied. "I hope you find it.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Thank you, my lord.." she said, still sifting through the piles of tomes.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He watched for a while before feeling bad and getting up, "Here, I think I remember seeing it somewhere.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She followed him, making a soft noise. "Thank you.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He pulled it from his tribute pile and handed it to her, "I think you set it down here the last time we gathered tribute.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She made a noise. "Maybe, that sounds like something I would do.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He smiled softly, "I'd dare say your head would roll away were it not attached."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled and rolled her eyes. "I would tend to agree.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He chuckled and moved back to his chair, mentally fuming that she would now disregard him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She moved and grabbed the book, before moving out to hand the book off to another devout, trusted villager. She had no idea how he would react.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He was watching quietly, tail thumping slowly against his chair.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was talking jovially with the villager, happy that the villager was honored to be the next missionary. She did look a little sad to not be going.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gave a soft sigh, feeling more guilt than before. He was so selfish

 

[Mr.Aznable]

The thought hit him though. She did seem to be sad, but she wasn't questioning it. Was this more of the role he needed to play?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He wondered what his grandfather would have done. Would he have kept the pretty maiden close as well? He didn't know, but he would have to figure it out.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

It certainly seemed that way. She wasn't really sad after that. A bit resigned to never leaving again, but, maybe he could do something to show her that being by his side day and night wasn't so bad?