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Post by LARK MARIE HARPER on Jun 28, 2012 2:27:55 GMT -5
"Excuses, excuses," Lark replied, waving him off as though his defense had little to no merit. Most kids did stupid things though, like cart racing down a hill with a curb. Lark knew that Joshua had been in with a gang--only recently found out this information--but she did not pry too heavily into the details and thus did not know all that happened during that time. She was just happy to know that Joshua was willing to share some of his past with her. Trust was important. Lark liked being trusted. It could be difficult with some of the Earths and Waters given that she switched sides and they might feel wary about her presence, but hopefully in due time they would realize she was not going anywhere. She chuckled as she whined. "But Jooosh...that's what I always wanted to do! Why do you have to ruin all of my fun." She crossed her arms and looked extremely angry, but in her eyes was a spark of humor. Anyone else might have thought she was serious or truly pissed off, but Josh would probably pick up on her joke. He, too, had an ability to appear completely sincere even when he did not mean it. She dropped the act and shrugged. "I have no idea. I love my guitars. Memories, memories, memories. Almost like my kids only they don't require food or anything." That would be hella weird, feeding her guitars on a daily basis. She still wanted to have some sort of pet but living at the dorms prevented that from happening. At least she could love on Joshua's cats when she came to visit. They were always so loving and seemed to enjoy the attention.
Long had it been since Lark actually snapped at her best friend. The odd thing was, it wasn't for anything extremely legitimate. She was merely frightened and he just so happened to ask a question she felt had a really obvious answer. When she placed her hands on the ice and attempted to push up, the ice cracked and she fell back in. The water was freezing cold. It was making it difficult to breathe. "If I-I were dr-drowning I w-wouldn't be t-talking to you r-right now." She replied, the anger evident in her eyes but not her voice. It was hard to lash out when you were too busy shivering and trying to figure out how to get out of the damned water. At least Joshua offered to help her, but her independence streak was a bit too strong to accept the offer right away. Pride could be pretty dangerous. Once she realized that any of her attempts would be fruitless she finally accepted. At the wave of her best friend's hand, she watched the ice melt all around her and relished in the warmth that met her. Feeling better about the situation, Lark finally started to move towards the shore. Thank you, thank you, thank you. She was not sure if she would thank him outright but she was grateful none the less. When she reached the edge she pulled herself out and stood up, sighing with relief when Joshua dried her off. Lark nodded. "Good, I'm glad he's safe." That was why she went out on the ice in the first place. At least her efforts actually did something in the end. Sure she nearly froze to death and had a bit of a panic attack in the water but it could have been worse she supposed.
She passed Joshua a grateful glance as she turned around. "Yeah...I think I've had enough swimming for one day." Mind still reeling a bit from the event, Lark trudged up the hill in silence and entered the house. She stood there for a moment before shaking her hands out and finding a seat on the couch. Even though she was dry there was a faint chill trembling up her spine. Being under the ice cold water was enough to shake her. "Do you have hot chocolate or anything." She half-asked, half-stated, staring at the floor for a moment before glancing up at Joshua. "I'm warm but...it would be nice." Lark never mentioned to her friend that she had a fear of drowning. Swimming was one thing, but being placed in a situation where she felt she could not function in the water scared her beyond belief. A lack of control. After a time, she ran a hand through her hair. "Thanks, by the way." Lark mumbled. She needed to put it out there. There was probably a need to apologize for snapping at him too but that was a bit much for her pride. At least she could manage one of the two. "Hopefully Apache won't want to go back out on the lake any time soon." She did manage a chuckle.
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Post by JOSHUA DONOVAN DALE on Jun 29, 2012 8:24:23 GMT -5
It was a good thing that Lark was in danger, really, else Joshua probably would have lashed out a lot more than he actually did. His jaw worked furiously as he fought to contain his anger, brought on by a mixture of fear and frustration. He did not do well with being snapped at and so her words incensed him further. Fine! Next time I won't give a fucking shit, see how it feels! The angered thought was not as serious as it could have been. Even as it crossed his mind Josh knew that he would not be able to simply turn off how he felt about his friend, how worried he'd been when he'd heard the ice crack and watched her go under. His anger was a powerful thing but no matter how strong, it was not enough to block out a decade of friendship. Nothing was strong enough for that. He settled for scowling instead of saying anything else and melted the ice when she agreed to his help, keeping any and all negative thoughts to himself when she got back to the shore. She was cold and shivering and suffering, she didn't need him griping at her no matter how much his anger was smouldering in the back of his thoughts. You shouldn't bite my head off when I'm trying to help. Still, she was alright now. Apache was, too, and Joshua himself as well. As long as they were all alright the anger would fade eventually. He'd get over it. "The day? I've seen enough of that lake for the rest of my life." He chuckled as if to try and relieve the tension. It was strained and that strain was evident but at least he was not making any snide comments. She might be able to tell he was angry but hopefully she could also tell that he was trying to keep it to himself.
He nodded when she mentioned hot chocolate, immediate disappearing into the nearby kitchen to go and make some. It was nice to be away from her for a moment to clear his head, breathing in the scent of the chocolate and feeling the burn of the hot water on his hands as he carried out the two mugs into the living room, having made some for himself as well. The best medicine for anger was time. After a while, it cooled off. His took longer than most to do so but it still managed in the end. He sipped the drink in silence for a moment but turned his attention to her when she thanked him. He blinked at her, considered it, then dipped his head. "Yeah, no problem." He was mostly just glad that she was alright. An apology for biting his head off would have been nice but it was a testament to how proud he was that he did not expect one from her. Apologies were hardly ever expected from Joshua. Well, he might want one, but it wasn't the end of the world if it didn't happen. After all, the only person he ever really apologised to on a consistent basis when he did something out of line was Nell. He was so scared of losing her that he was able to suck up his pride for that. "It's a good thing you can swim, really. I don't know what the fuck I'd have done if you couldn't." Not wanting to sound like he'd have just stood there for no reason and watched her drown, he uncomfortably admitted, "I, uh, I don't know how to swim, so..." It wasn't something he often told people. Most knew how to swim and so it was a little embarrassing. He didn't mention why, just let that stand.
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Post by LARK MARIE HARPER on Jun 30, 2012 2:09:57 GMT -5
Although the girl never had the most proficient way of displaying it, she was grateful for Joshua's rescue. It was hard to admit she needed help, and even harder to display a lot of gratitude when she finally relented and allowed someone to give a helping hand. Not to mention she felt bad for snapping. It was a bit hard to keep her cool when she was scared out of her mind, though. She hoped that Joshua understood that it was not out of being ungrateful or being a bitch, but was not going to ask him to understand. It might wind up turning into some sort of dispute and that was the last thing she wanted right now. Instead, she nodded and smiled at him weakly when he went into the kitchen. It gave her a moment to sort through her emotions and relax. She was not nearly as angry as Josh was, mostly because her fear had overwhelmed just about everything, but it still lingered. Getting mad at me because I was scared. Tch. Inwardly she rolled her eyes and did a bit of mental rambling and ranting before her friend returned with the hot chocolate. "Thanks," She said quietly, taking the mug and cherishing the heat that emanated from it. She missed the warmer weather at times like this. She could suffer through the winter decently well but summer was more her season of choice. Lark sipped it and allowed the liquid to heat her up from the core. The warmer she felt, the better. "Really, whoever invented hot chocolate is a genius," She pointed out, frustrations fluttered out the window. She could have a short fuse but often times she managed to forget about the issue once calm.
At his comment, Lark stopped drinking her hot chocolate to look at him with a raised eyebrow. She was confused more than anything. Instead of asking she did manage a small laugh. "Toss me a life saver. Or floaties or something I guess." She would make a shit lifeguard. 'Oh, you're drowning? Here have a floatie.' That job would last all of about five minutes. Lark could swim but the thought of drowning could be paralyzing sometimes. Then his explanation helped his previous comment make sense. She rolled her head back a little, opening her mouth a little bit in an 'Ohh...' sort of movement. "Hey," Lark set the mug on the table nearby and leaned on her knees, smiling. "It's all good. Not everyone is born a fish." She rubbed the back of her neck. She supposed that if he was going to come out with his inability to swim, she might as well let him know why she acted the way she did when she fell through the ice. "I mean, I can swim but...I'm scared to death of drowning. That's why I panicked the way I did." So now Ashton knew she was scared of the dark, and Josh knew she had a fear of drowning. Fortunately they were two people she trusted with her life and felt that they would not use her weaknesses against her. "But yeah...I couldn't hold that against you or anything. That wouldn't be really fair." To expect someone who could not swim to jump out there and save her was a stretch. Fortunately she could swim and that did keep her afloat and helped her get to shore. Who knew what would have happened if neither of them could swim. She did not even want to dwell on that.
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