Snake Plissken (
call_me_snake) wrote2007-03-20 01:59 pm
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Anything for You. (For
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After This though due to time travel only an hour or two will pass for everyone else
Snake set the gifts aside after returning home. He wasn’t sure if they would help. Chances were she would see them as a way of buying her and not the symbol of affection that they were. The gifts could wait as could the news he had.
He had been a way for a day but he knew his family would see only an hour or so, that was the nature of time travel. Even so the time had done wonders for his mood. Part of it he owed to Rose. Even with his injuries the optimism was creeping in. It had nothing to do with Xena’s attitude. He already imagined she would be furious for days, maybe forever. The hope was coming from his own determination. Snake would make this work out with his wife.
Snake frowned at his thoughts. “His wife”, “my wife”, those were phrases he wasn’t allowed to say. She believed they were possessive, put her down. In truth, they were declarations of his love and devotion but he accepted that she would probably never understand. Just like his desire for affection and physical contact, it was part of himself he set aside for her. She claimed it made her happy and so he went along with it no matter how much it hurt.
Plissken began to doubt her assertions. They were happier when he was affectionate. Snake toyed with his wedding band unable to stave off the anxiety. She had started pushing him away when they were married. It left him to wonder if she still truly believed what she had when he first asked her to be his wife. Did she still believe she was a trophy for him, that this was a conquest to flaunt or that he would move on if something better came by? There was nothing better, not in Plissken’s mind. There would never be, never was anyone who could take her place.
He knew he had to convince her that none of this was what she thought. This was not her prison but her freedom, that he was not her overlord but her servant. He couldn’t be without her, not now. He would give everything for her and now it seemed she wanted more. Plissken didn’t know what more he had to give.
Plissken sighed thinking of his dreams. The woman beside him in war, the woman in his arms with their child, the woman he would grow old and die beside, she was always on his mind. Where were her dreams? Plissken didn’t even know what they were. She never told him. Maybe she had lost them like he had in the years after Sophia’s death and time was needed to rebuild. He would wait.
First he had to make sure she would still be here to share them when she regained her hope. Snake still wasn’t sure why he was apologizing and inside it didn’t matter. She was worth anything even admitting wrong when he could not see it. She was his wife and no matter what she believed those words meant Plissken knew what they meant to him.
Another deep breath for his confidence and Snake was off to find his wife. He needed to talk to her.
Snake set the gifts aside after returning home. He wasn’t sure if they would help. Chances were she would see them as a way of buying her and not the symbol of affection that they were. The gifts could wait as could the news he had.
He had been a way for a day but he knew his family would see only an hour or so, that was the nature of time travel. Even so the time had done wonders for his mood. Part of it he owed to Rose. Even with his injuries the optimism was creeping in. It had nothing to do with Xena’s attitude. He already imagined she would be furious for days, maybe forever. The hope was coming from his own determination. Snake would make this work out with his wife.
Snake frowned at his thoughts. “His wife”, “my wife”, those were phrases he wasn’t allowed to say. She believed they were possessive, put her down. In truth, they were declarations of his love and devotion but he accepted that she would probably never understand. Just like his desire for affection and physical contact, it was part of himself he set aside for her. She claimed it made her happy and so he went along with it no matter how much it hurt.
Plissken began to doubt her assertions. They were happier when he was affectionate. Snake toyed with his wedding band unable to stave off the anxiety. She had started pushing him away when they were married. It left him to wonder if she still truly believed what she had when he first asked her to be his wife. Did she still believe she was a trophy for him, that this was a conquest to flaunt or that he would move on if something better came by? There was nothing better, not in Plissken’s mind. There would never be, never was anyone who could take her place.
He knew he had to convince her that none of this was what she thought. This was not her prison but her freedom, that he was not her overlord but her servant. He couldn’t be without her, not now. He would give everything for her and now it seemed she wanted more. Plissken didn’t know what more he had to give.
Plissken sighed thinking of his dreams. The woman beside him in war, the woman in his arms with their child, the woman he would grow old and die beside, she was always on his mind. Where were her dreams? Plissken didn’t even know what they were. She never told him. Maybe she had lost them like he had in the years after Sophia’s death and time was needed to rebuild. He would wait.
First he had to make sure she would still be here to share them when she regained her hope. Snake still wasn’t sure why he was apologizing and inside it didn’t matter. She was worth anything even admitting wrong when he could not see it. She was his wife and no matter what she believed those words meant Plissken knew what they meant to him.
Another deep breath for his confidence and Snake was off to find his wife. He needed to talk to her.
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Children are the one thing that lets us see ourselves.
He smiled and turned back to look at Xena. Just got to learn how to train them. Kids don't learn like adults. Just a matter of making a game of it and letting yourself have fun for once.
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She added, having nodded slowly.
I think, I should recollect how to play such kind of games anew. Gabrielle was able to make it better me...
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She looked back at the son again, just during that moment when he flopped in a pool having slipped when tried to grab reins. The horse, snorting, pranced around of him, her tail fluttered on a wind, as a flag. When the boy got up, he has been smeared in a dust from foots up to a head.
Xena rolled eyes, having seen it.
Solan, dear, why don't you try to treat her with something? - she said. - Hardly you can catch your horse if you would run after her. The horse runs faster human in any case.
Solan spat out last sand from his mouth and put the hand in his pocket, hoping to find a slice of an apple or a cracker there.
Hmm... good idea, actually...why I have not guessed before?
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Been trying to get us out together. I really want to make a go at being a family baby. I love you and our children.
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Solan found a cracker in his pocket at last and crept to her slowly.
I am afraid, Ephiny has found water herself, - he murmured, having heard Snake's words.
The mare stopped to play with water, observing of the boy, then, at the latest moment, jumped aside from him and run in a stable.
Xena giggled, having noticed Solan's overwhelmed expression.
Go and put her in the order. You always should finish your work if you started it.
The boy run in a stable after his horse. Xena leant against Argo and looked at Snake.
It is good idea, but, I think, your hand should recover at first.
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She smiled
You leave in the morning to return in the evening or at night. As always. Nothing changed.
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She looked at him with curiosity.
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Solan can put Argo in and feed her. Why don't you come inside with me?
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She raised eyebrows smiling
I believe, it will be useful for boy to repeat a lesson twice.
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