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The Deep Side of The Lake (1c/1)
(Anonymous) 2012-06-05 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)Vulpes shrugged. “I see very few. Physically I can name a couple. But even putting that aside, all I can think of is the fact that you’re much shapelier than I.” He smiled at her, which was more disturbing than comforting, and she instinctively went to cover her chest again.
“Thanks so much for that…” She didn’t complain when he smacked her arms down a second time.
“Mentally, however, I believe that we lie on the same page. It’s been a very long time since I’ve met a woman worth conversing with.”
Valence snorted, rolling her eyes. “And look at this; you aren’t only speaking to me, you’re bunking with me as well.”
Vulpes raised an eyebrow. “Oh. That is to be me? I wasn’t aware.”
“Well who am I supposed to share a room with, one of my Decanii? I hardly know them.”
He nodded. “I suppose you’re right. In fact, I’ve taken the liberty of sleeping under a piece of fabric for you—I might as well reap the benefits of the actual tent I deserve.”
Valence let out a dry laugh. “Yes. Exactly.”
They were quiet, and Vulpes resumed cleaning himself. Valence was just beginning to work up the nerve to do so as well when he spoke. “You only do this because you believe that I’m the only one who doesn’t care that you’re a woman. You do realize that many people around the camp have come to accept your presence, correct? Especially after that stunt you pulled with the cookies…” The last part was muttered more to himself, but she heard him anyway.
“I think it may have started like that; staying around you, I mean,” She began washing her arms, the chorded muscles tensing under flesh as the bar of soap came into contact with her skin. “But also because it was a learning experience that you offered to me. You were and still are my mentor in all of this. You are the one who told me of the Legion after I woke up without a clue of who I was. I wanted to take something from knowing you, something good, something I could use to become someone here. But after a while it became more than that, and I started to like you very much.”
Vulpes gazed at her with cool eyes. “How touching.” The statement was said with blatant sarcasm, but he didn’t stop her.
“I… enjoy your presence, Vulpes. It’s appreciated.” It was the closest she could bring herself to outright saying that she thought of him as a good friend. Vulpes seemed to understand this, and he rolled his eyes, throwing his soap onto the rocks of the cave.
“As I enjoy yours, Valence. Frequently remind yourself that you are fortunate enough to have piqued my interest and fallen into my good graces. I do not like many, but I’ve taken to you.” And without another word he dove to the right, into the deeper side of the lake.