From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 06:53:51

*decides to get some fresh air as well*

*having concluded that city life is not all it's cracked up to be*

*walks and walks until the above-ground remnants of the city have thinned out and finally disappeared*

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 08:57:49

*is mostly devastated right now*

*curls up under a tree* *likes trees* *thinks she's always liked trees, even when she was a boy but doesn't know anymore*

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 09:03:48

*checks his pockets to see if he's got enough cash to go...pretty much anywhere else*

*stops walking when he realizes he isn't looking where he's going*

*imagines he feels a lot of resonating Badness coming from your direction and heads in that direction, on guard*

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 09:06:58

*hears a blundering mortal-type coming in her direction* *knows this because she's a blundering mortal-type too, these days*

*stands up and backs up against the tree, looking around cautiously*

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 09:12:27

*eventually finds you*

What ho, march- *sees the look on your face* *awkwardly* What's wrong?

*wonders what he's done to draw such a shitty hand lately*

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 09:19:15

*backs up before realising she can't back up anymore*

Please. Just. Leave me alone. Please.

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 09:24:12

*is just slightly, a little bit...all-encompassingly confused*

What? *hurriedly* I was thinking about you. I wanted to tell you what I've found out. *looks hopeful, having drawn many, many (completely erroneous) conclusions of his own*

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 09:30:21

*wipes her sleeve over her eyes*

*dully* What you've found out? Let me guess. You've found out that you are, in fact, this Túrin fellow and that you did, in fact, earn all that tequila because murdering your best friend who was only trying to rescue you clearly deserves free alcohol.

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 09:34:15

Murdering?! *quickly losing his cool* ...the FUCK are you on about? Why would I kill my best friend?

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 09:37:37

Because you were always too quick off the blocks, Túrin! Didn't I teach you anything?

*blinks with surprise at her own words and the faint stirring of memory*

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 09:43:11

*grinds his teeth* I would never...NEVER intentionally hurt someone I cared about. I don't care what you think you've heard.

*in hurt clipped tones* You taught me how to survive on my own. *somehow knows this to be true* I seem to have learned that well enough.

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 09:46:54

*bursts out* It wasn't intentional! It was careless!

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 09:53:59

Make up your mind! There's a big difference between carelessness and murder!

*muttering* This is absurd. I can't defend myself if I don't remember anything.

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 10:04:11

There's no difference at all when the end result is the same!

*swallows with difficulty* *whispers harshly* You killed me, Túrin. You killed me.

	From: gorthol	Date: 01/19/2007 10:13:35

*tends to rather agree with you on that point* Well. It's good to know that you don't give a shit about people's motivations. Nobody'd better make a mistake on your watch, eh, Beleg?

*long pause* *simply* Maybe I do deserve your censure. I don't know. If I do then I'm sorry. Not that sorry means anything to such a crime.

I won't upset you any further. *turns away*

	From: belthronding	Date: 01/19/2007 10:30:27

Sorry means fuck all when you don't know what you did.

*turns away too* Goodbye.