primus_seeress | Seeing Scourge Again

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Seeing Scourge Again

*the priestess is attempting to study, but she feels restless, somehow. Primus seems to be telling her that she's waiting for someone, or something... but is no more specific than that, no matter how much she questions him.*

*She sighs a bit, setting her work aside for the moment; she's made little progress, anyway. She centers herself on Primus, attempting to reduce this feeling of distraction.*

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*she nods quickly, fingers moving ever so slightly to smooth at his hand, tone consoling* Of course; I will always be here for you to talk to. I only meant... it's been a good bit of time since you were here last; I was unsure if you still wished to come here.

*she attempts a little smile* No, I'm not going anywhere. Never hesitate to visit, if you are caught in memories.

She'll get another small smile for that. "You're the only one I can talk to; I don't think I'll stop coming until you tell me to." Really, he can keep it in most days. But letting all his pain out to someone feels really good.

*Auspex shakes her head* There is no fear of that, unless my presence begins to be a hindrance to your recovery. I don't wish you to become too dependent on me... but right now, you still need someone to confide in, I think. Speaking of which... is there anything that's given you trouble, since we last spoke?

Scourge pauses to purse his lips in thought, trying to call back any useful memories he's been trying to forget. "Not...well, nothing huge. I think some of the Autobots are starting to warm up to me, they have a thing for pathetic creatures."

*Auspex's optics flicker in startled, rueful humor* You are not pathetic, you are recovering from trauma, and I will insist on that, if anyone asks.

But, good... I'm glad they are. The more people you have supporting you, the better. It will make you stronger.

"Support? Nah, I wouldn't go that far." But her praise makes him smile shyly. "They just don't complain about having me around."

*This seems to disappoint her a little* Ah. Well... it's a start. Perhaps, ongoing truce will encourage them to make friends outside their faction.

"Everyone's still used to fighting a war, I guess." Scourge shrugs. He's starting to uncurl a bit more, feeling freer about his language. "But sometimes we...well, sometimes it's nice."

*Auspex nods quietly* At least it more-or-less removes the pressure of combat, from all the other hurdles in your path. And it will most definitely be a positive thing, if there is more inter-faction mingling, and you're not forced to deal exclusively with those of your people who still look down on you.

A slight snort. "They all look down on me, Auspex. Faction just means the Decepticons do nastier things than the Autobots."

*She makes a little grimace* I would hope that they respect what you've been through, rather than merely pitying you. Most would have been no better, had they been through what you have. Sympathy and pity are rather different things.

"It's..." Scourge turns his face aside and drops her hands, letting himself lean on the doorpost of the temple. "People don't respect you for surviving. Don't begrudge me that I did, but don't think it's something worthy of praise."

*Auspex sighs, optics dimming, voice subdued* So, am I the only one who finds joy in seeing your progress..? You've done so well! You were victorious over the bond Void inflicted on you - no small feat - and you're picking up your life again, and mending your relationships. There are so many worse ways circumstances could have gone... but you're here, and you are getting stronger.

*she stands, moving slightly to look him in the face* I am very proud of you.

It takes a bit of self-control, but Scourge manages to keep looking her in the face, and even to smile a bit. "Yeah. I'm gettin' there. And..."

He looks upwards again, his wings first curling in and then folding back out again. "And it's better. I know it's better. It's just getting everyone else to get that that's the problem."

*she smiles brightly, happy to see his smile, and sense him pushing aside his unease to look at her. She nods in agreement* They'll learn, as you change, and they see how much courage you're showing, for hanging on. I just wish for you to stay strong, until they do. Try not to be discouraged.

"I still think you're bein' a little overoptimistic. I'm still clinging to Cyclonus, y'know. Not as much, but I am." The shy smile manages to linger, if only for her sake. It took a long time to remember how to smile.

*Her own smile fades a little, as she looks away a bit* Perhaps so... but I know what I've observed in you, and I care little for them to judge you by your behavior, rather than your character.

From my perspective... if Cyclonus will allow you to do so, you should cling as much as you need, until you're ready to let go. *her expression fades to something more melancholy* I want to say that whatever negative opinions the others may have about that mean less than nothing... but I know how much appearance affects status amongst your people. On the other hand, I don't want you to give up, either. I know it can be done.

"Cyclonus won't. He can't, really. He..." Scourge curls one arm in protectively--but it may be noteworthy that it isn't the arm on Auspex's side of his body. "He's already kicked me out a few times. I know he wants to help, but between me and the Decepticons he has to pick the Decepticons. Taking care of the both of us full time's wearing him out. When I left today, I was trying to just get out of his wiring for a few days."

*Auspex stands somewhat frozen for a few moments, torn* He is a good leader... though I'd hoped this truce would allow him more time. Perhaps it will, yet.

Void is so wretched... *she bows her head slightly* Why did he take even the comfort of touch away from you? I would offer you solace- *she hesitantly gestures toward his shoulder, but doesn't actually touch him* -but I doubt you would find it consoling... and that hurts me. He's taken one of my means of healing from me, and I hate that. *she frowns unhappily*

Scourge very delicately takes her wrist and guides her hand so it's lying on his shoulder. "It's all right," he answers softly. "I'm better. I can deal with it if you don't move too suddenly."

He doesn't want her upset because of him.

*she very slowly comes closer a step, and pats him gently on the shoulder, with a little, grateful smile* I don't wish to cause you discomfort, though...

*She senses this willingness to humor her, and shakes her head slightly* It's not your fault; you know that. It's much more important for you to feel safe, than for me to feel like I'm helping you, if I am not. I know you are improving... but I regret that it's not something that can be solved with the same sort of finality as severing a twisted bond, or I would. *her optics dim slightly*

"I don't think it's ever really going to be solved, Auspex. It's just me getting better at coping." He doesn't even flinch as she pats his shoulder, although it's apparent he wouldn't be able to do it if she touched him without warning. "I don't mind, really. You can touch."

*she tilts her head thoughtfully, still patting his shoulder* If I hugged you... would that be too forward? If I moved slowly, that may make you more uncomfortable. Probably... I shouldn't. But... *she chuckles a little at herself, self-deprecating* I always feel like you need one.

"Hey, if it makes you feel better?" Scourge spread his arms a bit, a formidable effort in itself, and held his position, waiting nervously for whatever a priestess hug might entail. "Go right ahead."

*Auspex is somewhat surprised, but she is also pleased at the amount of strength he's showing. She hesitates at his nervousness, however; will this affect his fear worse than it will help her feel less useless? But, then... mild fear is all right, he needs to overcome that.*

*She decides to risk it. The hand on his shoulder remaining, she comes a bit closer, lifting her other arm to wrap carefully around his side, being particularly conscientious of his wings, to avoid bumping them inadvertantly. She pauses, to make sure he's not too frightened*

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