Log:Bard's (Attempted) Apology

Bard's (Attempted) Apology 2010/09/30 	 Bard 1

Imaginary Girl's taking a break from her usual patrols... which have taken her farther and farther from Colonial Bay, of late... and is standing up on the catwalk up at the top of the lighthouse on Sandy Bottoms Island. Leaning against the old railing there, she just... watches the stars.

Time has passed but, wounds may still bleed. There are silent steps, but Bard knows he'll be heard, he always ways. "It's been a while", he states, looking at the stars as well. "How have you been?"

Imaginary Girl's not surprised, no... it's hard to sneak up on someone by coming up the rickety, creaky stairs of the lighthouse, after all - espeically if the sneaker can't fly. Without turning her head, she replies, "Okay", and says nothing else.

Bard sighs. "They're beautiful tonight." He states simply. "I can still recall the stars the night one the beach we talked, just the two of us." He states. "I used to be able to use illusions then."

Imaginary Girl is quiet a moment, then says, "Yeah, I remember that night, too", in a quiet voice. Then, in a stronger voice, she asks, "You just come here to remind me of what we /used/ to have?"

Bard shakes his head. "No, I'm just recalling mistakes of the past." He states simply. "I've made a lot, and always seem to make them." He looks to Asima. "There are people I can't ask forgiveness from, but if there was anything I could to do show you I was sorry..."

"Stop talking about /that/ stuff, then. It only hurts when I think about it", Imaginary Girl all but snaps, turning her back on Bard as she floats a few feet away from where she'd been standing, crossing her arms over her chest.

Bard nods. "Sorry." He sighs, propping himself up on ther railing. "You look just as stunning as always." He states, almost smiling. "Did you ever find your creator?"

"No, I didn't", Imaginary Girl says, ignoring the compliment. "I've kinda given up trying", she adds. "You still with the girl you dumped me for?", she then asks, that question bearing a fairly... venomous tone.

Bard nods. "I moved too, well after the break in you saved me from I needed to... again, I'm sorry." Bard is genuinely saddened by the choices he's made. "Maybe this was a bad idea." He mutters to himself, not even aware he said it.

"Maybe it was", Imaginary Girl agrees. "Maybe /all/ of it was", she adds.

Bard mutters something in a different tongue, not a human one, however none of it sounds to be an insult. "I'm sorry I wasn't stronger."

"Sorry /I/ wasn't around enough to keep you from wanting to sleep with someone else", Imaginary Girl replies, before suddenly turning to face Bard. "Why didn't you at least /tell me first/?", she questions, angrily.

Bard says, "I didn't sleep with her. And I haven't.." He looks at her from the corner of his eye. "despite how I seem and act I've only ever done it with two people. You and another girl before I even met you. And still that's the list."

Imaginary Girl frowns, the expression on her face showing she's totally unsure what to believe. "You dumped me because you were sleeping with her!", she says, accusingly.

Bard shakes his head. "I haven't slept with her." He states honestly. "And I don't intend to for a while. I'm trying to change, well somewhat." he sighs, "I'm sorry you thought that."

Imaginary Girl turns away, again, still floating where she's been, and says nothing in reply.

Bard sighs. "Look, the reason why is... well, I do love you, but sometimes that's not enough. I needed someone there for me aswell. someone who would care for me as much as I care for her." he stated. "And was there to express it. I don't fully understand it within the bounds of my own rational thought, and doubt I will. I've said it was the human side, the feral side, the Phylxian side, I've said it was many things, but even then I can't understand it..."

"How wasn't I there? I took lots of time off from being a hero to be there with you. How'd I not care for you like that?", Imaginary Girl asks, still turned away. "I only stayed with you at your apartment /how/ many nights, when I could've been out patrolling, stopping bad guys? I even wanted to move in with you, and try and have that 'normal life' everyone talks about...", she adds, lifting her hands to make quotation marks in the air with her fingers. "Why wasn't I good enough for you?", she turns to him to ask. She's not crying, instead looking just plain hurt and angry.

Bard is gripping his head not understanding. "I don't know!" he snaps. looking her dead in the eye before silently repeating his words. "I don't understand what I feel or why. Today I went to trace a link, and someone I know has done terrible things I felt pity for. I returned and saw a man being mugged as I defended him I felt nastalgia. I don't understand what I want. I can't rationalize my own thoughts..." He seems very confused, and angry but only at himself.

"So you come to where you know you might run into me. Why?", Imaginary Girl asks, crossing her arms in front of herself, again.

Bard looks out over the railing again. "I don't even know. Partially because I miss you, partially because I wanted some kind of forgiveness, but even then they don't seem right to me..."

"I think, maybe, it's what some people said you'd do... you're just trying to get me to sleep with you, again", Imaginary Girl says, turning partly away yet again.

Bard actually thinks about that, wondering if it was his goal. "No, it's not that. That was... But no. I don't know why, but I do know I don't want you to hate me. I'm certain that it's forgiveness I wanted, and if you could ever forgive me, would you?"

Imaginary Girl is quiet for a few moments, then says, "I don't know", in a soft voice, before turning fully away, again. "You really, really hurt me."

Bard remains silent and listens, he let's her talk if she would, though it's clear he is sorry for what he has done.

Imaginary Girl just floats there, not saying anything else. She does lift her head to look up at the waxing moon, though.

Bard states. "I do still have feelings for you. I can promise you those are and were real."

"You have a really funny way of showing that", Imaginary Girl says, flatly.

Bard sighs. "Yeah..."

"Who's this girl that stole you from me, anyway?", Imaginary Girl wonders aloud.

Bard looks at Asima, stepping closer if she'll permit it. "Jing-Yi."

Imaginary Girl doesn't move, but she does turn her head to give him what can only be called a 'withering look' as he tries to come closer - a look that seems to say 'come closer and I'll hit you'. "I've never heard of her", she says after a moment, turning her face back up to look at the moon.

Bard presses his luck and steps closer anyways. "I'm sorry again. I hurt you more than I thought I would, and that's clear now. I'm sorry." He starts to leave but stops to look back at her, and can't help smiles as he recalls her and how he saw her in the past, and wishes he could still now.

Imaginary Girl flits away, staying out of arm's reach... and this time floating out over the railing, so that he'd hafta fly (or jump) to get to where he can reach her, when he steps closer. "Go back to the girl you dumped me for", she says, though her 'flat tone' cracks a little, betraying anger and sorrow all mixed together.

Bard stops, and he sighs. He sings softly to himself: sick and tired of what to say no one listens anyway sing, that's all you can ramblin' years of lousy luck you miss the smell of burnin' turf dream, that's all you can" ah but don't, no don't sink the boat  that you built, you built to keep afloat  Ah but don't, no don't sink the boat  that you built, you built to keep afloat" He sings as he descends, his tone is sad, mournful almsot.

Imaginary Girl listens for a bit... then flits up into the sky... and the crack of a sonic boom indicates when she breaks the sound barrier when she's way up high and already out of view in the night sky.

Bard stops and sits down on the steps to the lighthouse, feeling alone like he hasn't in a very long time. And he cries, though he doesn't sob he does cry. "Why'd I hurt her so?"