Siggy takes action
May. 29th, 2015 08:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
my_brothers_shadowRollo awakes in warmth and on a pallet. It takes him a disorienting moment to decide where he is; last he remembers was drinking ale in an alley. Then he realizes he's in the home he and Siggy shared before he destroyed everything. He rolls over and tries to go back to sleep, but his head is pounding and the walls dance. Giving up, he rises and stumbles to a chair beside the low-banked fire. If he can't sleep he might as well be warm.
Siggy arrives within a few minutes; stopping to stare at him before sniffing and turning to put away food she has purchased from the market.
All too soon, she is done and walks to stand before Rollo. "You're a disgrace." She accuses and he doesn't even flinch. She scoffs, turning to face the fire, her head shaking. Spotting a cooking knife, she grabs it and stabs it into the fire before standing and walking about Rollo.
"I have lost everything. My sons, my husband, finally my daughter. I am not going to lose you." She continues, bending over to whisper the last into his ear, before walking back around to face him. "Yesterday your brother spoke of the Summer's raid. He's going west again, with King Horik. You must ask him to take you with him."
Rollo scoffs, roused despite himself. "Look at me." He says weakly, pathetically.
"You will look better if you have something to believe in. I am giving you a choice Rollo. Go and speak with your brother or..." she says, pausing to pull the red hot knife out of the fire and brandishing it towards Rollo. "Take this blade. Push it into your ribs right now. Stay in Hel for all eternity."
Her words shock him and as he stares at the glowing knife, a bit of the old Rollo stirs within his breast. He stands uneasily, stumbling before righting himself. She would dare challenge him? He reaches out to grasp her hand, to pull the knife towards him and show her that no knife will frighten him. Instead he grabs the blade. The pain is intense and clears his mind somewhat.
Shocked, Siggy lets go of the knife and runs outside for some snow.
Siggy arrives within a few minutes; stopping to stare at him before sniffing and turning to put away food she has purchased from the market.
All too soon, she is done and walks to stand before Rollo. "You're a disgrace." She accuses and he doesn't even flinch. She scoffs, turning to face the fire, her head shaking. Spotting a cooking knife, she grabs it and stabs it into the fire before standing and walking about Rollo.
"I have lost everything. My sons, my husband, finally my daughter. I am not going to lose you." She continues, bending over to whisper the last into his ear, before walking back around to face him. "Yesterday your brother spoke of the Summer's raid. He's going west again, with King Horik. You must ask him to take you with him."
Rollo scoffs, roused despite himself. "Look at me." He says weakly, pathetically.
"You will look better if you have something to believe in. I am giving you a choice Rollo. Go and speak with your brother or..." she says, pausing to pull the red hot knife out of the fire and brandishing it towards Rollo. "Take this blade. Push it into your ribs right now. Stay in Hel for all eternity."
Her words shock him and as he stares at the glowing knife, a bit of the old Rollo stirs within his breast. He stands uneasily, stumbling before righting himself. She would dare challenge him? He reaches out to grasp her hand, to pull the knife towards him and show her that no knife will frighten him. Instead he grabs the blade. The pain is intense and clears his mind somewhat.
Shocked, Siggy lets go of the knife and runs outside for some snow.
