The Essence of Uneasiness
Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2021 1:23 pm
Korvaelis Dahshida
Korvaelis sometimes wished he could say more to the kid. Being the youngest of four, the druskai had little to no encounters with anyone younger than himself until the evening he walked down the aisle and said ‘I do’ to one of the eldest sons of the Dahshida mainline. Aki stood across from him, hiding behind his father and no matter how many times he tried to reassure the child with a smile the young Avialae just wouldn’t let up. Sometimes, it feels like things just haven’t changed. Legs crossed as he sat atop a rugged rock, the dowager koiteki found himself spying on Aki as he practiced his bow and arrow skills.
The boy had trembling hands as he placed the bow against the string and cocked it as far as the string could allow it to go. There was hardly anything to aim at on the rocky road that led to their home except a few trees that looked almost like large twigs with tufts atop them. Korvaelis had no hope that his child would make the shot, but he still held his breath with anticipation. Aki was not the best shot, but no kid can wield a weapon like him. That much the young man knew for sure. Although his hands were shaking, Aki’s eyes were focusing on the trunk of the tree--if you could call it that. Korvaelis watched as he finally let go of the arrow, eagerly waiting for the few seconds that would go by and let him know whether or not he hit his target. The arrow spun in the air then hit one of the tufts, cutting right through it and bouncing off the rocky mountain.
Korvaelis slumped over a bit. He knew Aki was disappointed; he didn’t have to see his furrowed brows and pouty lips to know that he was extremely upset with himself. Korvaelis continued to sit quietly for a moment. Then he remembered that this could be a parenting moment for himself--he was new to this whole ‘daddy’ role, but it would not hurt to try from time to time. Sliding off the rock, he placed his bare feet on the ground. Whenever it was just him and the kid, Korvaelis felt no need to wear fine clothing or even shoes at times. They were home after all and he’d rather be comfortable than an unapproachable, pompous noble. Kalaui, the large red guard dog that had been laying at his side, got up swiftly and before he could even take off she pressed herself to his side like a giant cat he swore she was always meant to be sometimes.
The noble and his companion glided across the rocky floor until they were only a few feet behind the avialae child. Korvaelis hesitated at first to say anything, he didn’t know exactly what to say to Aki as he did not want to upset him. He knew he would be in a fragile state of mind. He remembers Akiba telling him how his son had such a big ego for such a little guy. Aki wants to be good at everything and when he fails, he feels that he has failed at everything.
“Hey,” Korvaelis spoke softly, placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. The greeting was met with a shrug, Aki eventually pulling away and spinning around to look at him. He still wore a hurt expression that soon hardened at the look of the water humanoid’s face.
“What do you want,” Aki answered bitterly with a sigh to show his irritation.
“I--”Korvaelis hesitated, slightly nervous to tell him anything, “I just want to say...you did a great job. You did your best. I saw you do your best and it was great.” A sheepish smile was offered, it looked like it hurt. The smile was a great representation of how he felt too. Every moment he shared with him was agonizing since he never knew exactly what to say. Korvaelis felt like his entire existence in Aki’s life caused him more pain than anything else.
“You don’t even know what a good shot looks like. You aren’t Synnekar, you don’t know our culture.” The kid’s voice deepened and he even let out a laugh. “I don’t understand how you became my guardian. The Daizoku is more than capable of taking care of me.” Aki narrowed his eyes. Unexpectedly, he would drop his bow and let the sling with his arrows fall off his shoulder too. “The old man can teach me so much more than what you have to offer. You’re nothing more than a gold digger that took advantage of my father.”
Speechless, Korvaelis just stood there. There was nothing he could say. None of what was said is true, however, there was no rebuttal to it. The reason he had joined the family could be aligned with that of someone who was only looking for a few extra dranar farthings in their pocket. That wasn’t his exact intention, but he did not marry the Dahshida family for love either.
“That’s what I thought.” The little boy rolled his eyes before stretching his wings. He crouched a bit before jumping into the air and taking off into the midday sky.
Panicking, the Koiteki began chasing after him, running farther and farther away from his home until the winged child disappeared over the mountains. Having no access to wings of his own, he could do nothing more than stand and look at the fading sky.
“Shit.”
Korvaelis sometimes wished he could say more to the kid. Being the youngest of four, the druskai had little to no encounters with anyone younger than himself until the evening he walked down the aisle and said ‘I do’ to one of the eldest sons of the Dahshida mainline. Aki stood across from him, hiding behind his father and no matter how many times he tried to reassure the child with a smile the young Avialae just wouldn’t let up. Sometimes, it feels like things just haven’t changed. Legs crossed as he sat atop a rugged rock, the dowager koiteki found himself spying on Aki as he practiced his bow and arrow skills.
The boy had trembling hands as he placed the bow against the string and cocked it as far as the string could allow it to go. There was hardly anything to aim at on the rocky road that led to their home except a few trees that looked almost like large twigs with tufts atop them. Korvaelis had no hope that his child would make the shot, but he still held his breath with anticipation. Aki was not the best shot, but no kid can wield a weapon like him. That much the young man knew for sure. Although his hands were shaking, Aki’s eyes were focusing on the trunk of the tree--if you could call it that. Korvaelis watched as he finally let go of the arrow, eagerly waiting for the few seconds that would go by and let him know whether or not he hit his target. The arrow spun in the air then hit one of the tufts, cutting right through it and bouncing off the rocky mountain.
Korvaelis slumped over a bit. He knew Aki was disappointed; he didn’t have to see his furrowed brows and pouty lips to know that he was extremely upset with himself. Korvaelis continued to sit quietly for a moment. Then he remembered that this could be a parenting moment for himself--he was new to this whole ‘daddy’ role, but it would not hurt to try from time to time. Sliding off the rock, he placed his bare feet on the ground. Whenever it was just him and the kid, Korvaelis felt no need to wear fine clothing or even shoes at times. They were home after all and he’d rather be comfortable than an unapproachable, pompous noble. Kalaui, the large red guard dog that had been laying at his side, got up swiftly and before he could even take off she pressed herself to his side like a giant cat he swore she was always meant to be sometimes.
The noble and his companion glided across the rocky floor until they were only a few feet behind the avialae child. Korvaelis hesitated at first to say anything, he didn’t know exactly what to say to Aki as he did not want to upset him. He knew he would be in a fragile state of mind. He remembers Akiba telling him how his son had such a big ego for such a little guy. Aki wants to be good at everything and when he fails, he feels that he has failed at everything.
“Hey,” Korvaelis spoke softly, placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. The greeting was met with a shrug, Aki eventually pulling away and spinning around to look at him. He still wore a hurt expression that soon hardened at the look of the water humanoid’s face.
“What do you want,” Aki answered bitterly with a sigh to show his irritation.
“I--”Korvaelis hesitated, slightly nervous to tell him anything, “I just want to say...you did a great job. You did your best. I saw you do your best and it was great.” A sheepish smile was offered, it looked like it hurt. The smile was a great representation of how he felt too. Every moment he shared with him was agonizing since he never knew exactly what to say. Korvaelis felt like his entire existence in Aki’s life caused him more pain than anything else.
“You don’t even know what a good shot looks like. You aren’t Synnekar, you don’t know our culture.” The kid’s voice deepened and he even let out a laugh. “I don’t understand how you became my guardian. The Daizoku is more than capable of taking care of me.” Aki narrowed his eyes. Unexpectedly, he would drop his bow and let the sling with his arrows fall off his shoulder too. “The old man can teach me so much more than what you have to offer. You’re nothing more than a gold digger that took advantage of my father.”
Speechless, Korvaelis just stood there. There was nothing he could say. None of what was said is true, however, there was no rebuttal to it. The reason he had joined the family could be aligned with that of someone who was only looking for a few extra dranar farthings in their pocket. That wasn’t his exact intention, but he did not marry the Dahshida family for love either.
“That’s what I thought.” The little boy rolled his eyes before stretching his wings. He crouched a bit before jumping into the air and taking off into the midday sky.
Panicking, the Koiteki began chasing after him, running farther and farther away from his home until the winged child disappeared over the mountains. Having no access to wings of his own, he could do nothing more than stand and look at the fading sky.
“Shit.”
6th of Glade, 121
