Quinten Log 43 - 05 02 2006

Salamandastron: Meeting Room

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Here is a chamber with one singular purpose: that of meeting, obviously. It

is rather large - enough to contain the entire Long Patrol, easily. The

format is simple: rows of benches for the audience, and a podium for

whoever the speaker might be, located beneath the only window in the room.

The room is, otherwise, quite barren, and carved from the rock that is so

customary to Salamandastron.

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Zeraph has arrived.

Setting status: In Character. (IC)

Quinten is sat at a desk, a roll of parchment before him and his head down as he slowly copies out some notes from a book set to one side. pausing every now and then to read from the book. He's not wearing his bandage any more but his nose is still swollen to twice its noral size

With a small creak, the door is pushed open by Zeraph, glancing into the room to gaze towards Quinten. The officer takes a deep breath, then closes it behind him, clearing his throat to get the recruit's attention as he does this. He shifts, straightening his uniform tunic out.

Quinten didn't really pay too much attention as the door opened but when the throat clearing grabs his attention he turns his head and his ears stand straight up as he sees who it is. He puts his quill down and scrambles to his foor paws, coming to attention and saluting "Lieutendad Zerad"

Cringe. This is Raph's response to how Quinten's nose looks and the way he is made to speak because of it. "At ease, recruit." He sighs waving for Quinten to sit back down. With ears tipping back, the buck shakes his head.

Quinten sits down in his chair, shifting nervously, ears splaying out to either side "Yes sahd" he responds averting his gaze to the other bucks footpaws.

Zeraph murmurs something, shifting when the gaze of the younger buck meets his footpaws. "Quint. I wanted to talk to you now." He reaches forward to the bottom of the recruit's muzzle, to gently make him look at him again. "I'm.. sorry about hitting you.. We both weren't acting the way we should have that day.."

Quinten winces and shies back slightly as he sees the older bucks paw moving towards him, but when he doesn't go for the nose he relaxs and lets his muzzle be tipped back looking up into the officers eyes. "It is okd sa wasd my fald i tred to kick you"

"I let my anger get the best of me." Zeraph sighs, ears tipping back and shaking his head. "I didn't mean to hit you so hard. Just that, I needed time to think." He goes to move his paw away from the other's chin. "You frightened me, though. Made me worry about things I'd never worried about."

Quinten scratches an ear and blinks "Worried sir? aboud wot? wasd me being supid and drund, nothind ta worry aboud...was me being a moron thad wasd tha problem sah"

Zeraph shakes his head again. "No, Quint. You weren't just drunk, and there's nothing wrong with that. There's actually more beasts than you know that..like bucks. Like you. And I'm sorry that I treated you as something lower, just because you frightened me. When you told me you loved me."

Quinten blinks and hangs his head "Oh...you know...boud thad den sir an sorry, was stped of me to say anythind is jusd a stuoed crush isd all"

Zeraph is about to say something, but then the younger buck states the 'is just a stupid crush' thing and he just backs up a little, with a soft smirk. "Yeah.. just a ..stupid crush. Heh."

Quinten looks up and shuffles "Sorry sahd...ay can'd help it...yer jusd" he sighs letting his eyes drift over the other buck and then shakes his head. "ahem sorry sahd i'll behave"

Zeraph looks saddened in a way, one ear flicking up further than the other. He just half smirks, with a humorless chuckle. "Alright, Quint. If..that's it...I guess I'll go?"

Quinten bobs back up to his feet and suddenly moves to hug the other hare wrapping his arms around his waist and holding him "i wisd ye wouldn'd sah.....ye really are me besd teacher and i can'd elp it if ave fallend fer ye all tha way." he blushes at that but doesn't let go.

Now Zeraph is unable to leave, or pull away from the recruit. For a moment, he just gazes down at him as he hugs onto his waist. The buck is unsure what to do. Slowly, the officer moves his paw up to pet Quinten's ears, try and make him feel better. Figures he owes him something after...breaking his nose.

Quinten flicks his ears at the petting and sighs again before removing his arms from around the officer and saluting "Recruid Quinden reqestin permissiond ta carry on dreamind about yer sah, even though ye'd too old fed me?"

Zeraph nods his head. "Do whatever you want, recruit. There's nothing I can say about your dreams." He goes to straighten his tunic again, seeming as he had the teen clung to him for a little while there. "At least I know someone cares about me.." Suddenly he reaches out to take Quint's chin again and kiss him on the side of the muzzle, close to his cheek, while being careful of the other's nose. /more/ Like a caring 'gift' than a loving thing. "..Thank you." The Lieutenant goes to leave again.

Quinten just stands there starring after the older buck in surprised shock, ears standing rigidly upright, he slowly raises a paw to his cheek and touches it, he sighs happily and murmurrs "I'll always care about yed sir" outloud he stands up straighter "yer welcomd sir am alwaysd here...an thad Majah led me put in fed tha examd"

Zeraph pauses, holding the door open as he look back, still looking partially depressed about something. He nods, however. "That's good. I don't have any doubt you'll pass. Just..no attacking officers anymore." The buck offers a smile, with a nod, and goes to step out into the hallway.

Quinten salutes "yeshd sir" he watches the older buck leave and sits back down at his desk, toying with his quill and starring off at nothing, daydreaming again, raising a paw to touch his cheek and sigh.

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