Pak just did her best to look innocent. Much like Kem Aishe would soon learn that she was always right.
It was a valid question and Pak wasn't quite sure how to answer it. She twisted her ring thoughtfully again and much like a cat's tail would twitch while it was concentrating Pak's foot twitched. When she did speak it was carefully, thoughtfully.
"I don't know too many who have bonded. And the few that I do know their relationship is..."Â?
Pak deliberately forced herself to stop twisting her ring, although she couldn't stop with her foot.
"It isn't anything like ours, not Kem and mine."Â?
That was to say she'd never seen a bond that didn't involve sex, romance, love, some very strong emotions. Granted there was love here and it was powerful but it was one out of two.
With a slightly exasperated sigh she added,
"I just don't understand how all this works."Â?
Nothing If Not Predictable (attn: Pakpao)
Aishe was not enjoying a night alone at home. Well. It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying it; it was just that it would have been better with Kiamhaat there. But Kem was working. Again, still, whatever. She smiled to herself as she carefully sliced an apple at the kitchen counter, making very small pieces out of it. She could hardly fault Kem for taking his jobs seriously. It was something she loved about him, his dedication to any task he took on. It left her lonely on occasions like tonight, but she was a big girl; she could cope.
An unexpected knock on the front door made her jump. Putting her knife aside she walked through the living room, peering out the front window and easily identifying Pak's car. Perking up considerably she crossed the room into the hallway and opened the front door to find Pak standing there.
"Hey Pak, I didn't know you were off tonight," she said, moving aside to let her friend in.
While Pak made herself at home (because it really was just as much Pak's home as Aishe and Kem's by now), Aishe headed back into the kitchen to finish slicing her apple, every now and then nibbling on a bite herself but putting most of it into a plastic bowl.
Pakpao
13 years ago
Aishe
13 years ago
Aishe shrugged at Pak and smiled in amusement. "I know it's not."
Of course she knew... Pak was preaching to the choir. Aishe was very much aware of Kem's feelings for Pakpao. She did have sort of an inside scoop, after all.
"What's there to understand? It just is," she said, simplifying the matter for her friend. "It's as good or bad as you make it. I guess it can be a blessing or a burden, and occasionally both at once."
Aishe had plenty of experience with it to know, she figured. She could name several points at which the bond she and Kem shared could be described as all of the above.
"To me, it's just a clarification if what I already knew," she said, trying to explain it to Pak. "I already felt like he was my best friend. I knew I loved him. I knew what he was and it didn't matter to me; why should it have? I had more than enough time to determine that being a vampire doesn't make one a bad person."
It wasn't a big step for Aishe, and she couldn't recall having been particularly surprised by the knowledge that they were somehow linked. It had been Chris, of course, who'd clarified that particular point for her.
"I can't imagine it not being there now, but it doesn't feel like it was imposed on me, if that makes any sense."
Aishe suspected it would; she had the feeling that for Kem, a bond would be impossible if the feelings that precipitated it were not shared.
Of course she knew... Pak was preaching to the choir. Aishe was very much aware of Kem's feelings for Pakpao. She did have sort of an inside scoop, after all.
"What's there to understand? It just is," she said, simplifying the matter for her friend. "It's as good or bad as you make it. I guess it can be a blessing or a burden, and occasionally both at once."
Aishe had plenty of experience with it to know, she figured. She could name several points at which the bond she and Kem shared could be described as all of the above.
"To me, it's just a clarification if what I already knew," she said, trying to explain it to Pak. "I already felt like he was my best friend. I knew I loved him. I knew what he was and it didn't matter to me; why should it have? I had more than enough time to determine that being a vampire doesn't make one a bad person."
It wasn't a big step for Aishe, and she couldn't recall having been particularly surprised by the knowledge that they were somehow linked. It had been Chris, of course, who'd clarified that particular point for her.
"I can't imagine it not being there now, but it doesn't feel like it was imposed on me, if that makes any sense."
Aishe suspected it would; she had the feeling that for Kem, a bond would be impossible if the feelings that precipitated it were not shared.
Pakpao
13 years ago
Pak stuck her tongue out at Aishe playfully. What she said made some sense though it was logical of course Aishe had more than a few years to come to terms with all of it. For Pak it had been, what, a month? Maybe two. Not long was the point she was trying to make.
"Does it ever get to be a burden? Being both young and wise?"Â?
It didn't mean something much different to Pak. Well less so the vampire thing, she knew that one.
"When you put it like that I guess we both should have seen this coming."Â?
For a while they had developed an extremely close friendship. To the point that often they didn't need to say anything, the other just understood, they both had such similar origins, and then when you added in that they were both senders, the bond became more of a formality than anything else.
"No, no! I don't think that. I mean it is a gift isn't it? I think I can get used to it now that I know you're OK with it."Â?
Not that there was much to get used to. It didn't feel all that odd. Maybe a little. It wasn't like she could add much... not really. She was just... well it didn't take a bond. Whatever.
"Does it ever get to be a burden? Being both young and wise?"Â?
It didn't mean something much different to Pak. Well less so the vampire thing, she knew that one.
"When you put it like that I guess we both should have seen this coming."Â?
For a while they had developed an extremely close friendship. To the point that often they didn't need to say anything, the other just understood, they both had such similar origins, and then when you added in that they were both senders, the bond became more of a formality than anything else.
"No, no! I don't think that. I mean it is a gift isn't it? I think I can get used to it now that I know you're OK with it."Â?
Not that there was much to get used to. It didn't feel all that odd. Maybe a little. It wasn't like she could add much... not really. She was just... well it didn't take a bond. Whatever.
Aishe
13 years ago
Aishe rolled her eyes playfully upward. "Alas, it is my cross to bear," she said. Then she grinned at Pak and lifted one shoulder. "It's not wisdom. Maybe, without the centuries you have under your belt, I just tend to oversimplify. But if it works, then who am I to complain?"
What it really was, she suspected, was her own fairly practical nature rearing its sometimes ugly head again. Never much of a daydreamer, Aishe tended to break things down into their easiest terms and do what made the most sense.
Once again Aishe tilted her head at Pak and considered. "It's both, like I said. I guess it's just what you decide it is. Especially when the two people involved already share the obvious ability. But more than that you both already read each other pretty well... being bonded only confirms what instinct already tells you. You'll see."
There was no sense in letting Pak overthink the issue, so Aishe got up and turned on the flat-screen TV on the wall then stared the Wii on its shelf beneath it. Retrieving two of the wii-motes she handed one to Pak and loaded up the current favorite game, Smash Bros. Brawl.
"Now do me a favor and show me some of the special moves here. Kem keeps kicking my ass."
Aishe took a moment to briefly sulk. "I need to surprise him with a show of force or he's going to start pitying me and throwing matches and I hate when he does that."
It wasn't her fault her 'geek' genes were recessive.
What it really was, she suspected, was her own fairly practical nature rearing its sometimes ugly head again. Never much of a daydreamer, Aishe tended to break things down into their easiest terms and do what made the most sense.
Once again Aishe tilted her head at Pak and considered. "It's both, like I said. I guess it's just what you decide it is. Especially when the two people involved already share the obvious ability. But more than that you both already read each other pretty well... being bonded only confirms what instinct already tells you. You'll see."
There was no sense in letting Pak overthink the issue, so Aishe got up and turned on the flat-screen TV on the wall then stared the Wii on its shelf beneath it. Retrieving two of the wii-motes she handed one to Pak and loaded up the current favorite game, Smash Bros. Brawl.
"Now do me a favor and show me some of the special moves here. Kem keeps kicking my ass."
Aishe took a moment to briefly sulk. "I need to surprise him with a show of force or he's going to start pitying me and throwing matches and I hate when he does that."
It wasn't her fault her 'geek' genes were recessive.
Pakpao
13 years ago
"True wisdom is knowing when to simplify and when not to simplify."Â?
She misquoted Sun Tzu. Dear god she'd been spending way too much time with Bao if she was doing that.
It was starting to sound like less and less of a bad thing, this bond. Maybe Aishe was right and they were already mostly bonded and they knew it. Well whatever it was Pak vowed to just let it be. None of the three of them would ever hurt the others so this would work.
Pak was already going down another avenue when she was handed a Wii-mote. She stared at it blankly for a minute before letting a grin slide over her face.
"I can't teach you too much or you'll beat me. But... I could be persuaded to give you a few pointers."Â?
They each selected characters and proceeded to cheerfully pound the heck out of each other. Pak was good to her word wand did show Aishe a few things that would help when playing Kem, but not everything.
((OOC... that sounds like a both out to me. doesn't it to you?))
She misquoted Sun Tzu. Dear god she'd been spending way too much time with Bao if she was doing that.
It was starting to sound like less and less of a bad thing, this bond. Maybe Aishe was right and they were already mostly bonded and they knew it. Well whatever it was Pak vowed to just let it be. None of the three of them would ever hurt the others so this would work.
Pak was already going down another avenue when she was handed a Wii-mote. She stared at it blankly for a minute before letting a grin slide over her face.
"I can't teach you too much or you'll beat me. But... I could be persuaded to give you a few pointers."Â?
They each selected characters and proceeded to cheerfully pound the heck out of each other. Pak was good to her word wand did show Aishe a few things that would help when playing Kem, but not everything.
((OOC... that sounds like a both out to me. doesn't it to you?))