closed RP: Paul and Terry, on planet Caladan

[arrakis-savior.livejournal.com]

One look at Terry's face was all it took. His friend explained to him what had happened, but the important parts Paul could already glean from voice, tone, expression, tension.

There was no way in hell he would ever take Terry to Arrakis. Getting his friend addicted to the spice melange was not Paul's idea of a good deed. There was, however, one excellent candidate for an offworld destination, someplace Paul knew was infinitely secure -- and considerably more hospitable in terms of climate, both meteorological and political: the Atreides homeworld, Caladan, where his mother Jessica currently resided in the castle where Paul had spent his childhood.

The place was inventively named Castle Caladan.

In fact, Paul himself had not been to Caladan since the Atreides family's change of fortunes had brought him to Arrakis at age 15. The moisture-laden sea air, the warm woods of the castle's decor, brought back to him a hundred small memories of comfort and home.

He only hoped it would prove as soothing for Terry as it was for him.

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[tomorrow-knight.livejournal.com]

"He's not a mess." Defending Bruce was more automatic now than it'd ever been in Gotham. "And he's right. I feel like seven kinds of Gotham sewage shit right now. It's taking up all my energy. I've left the school. I'm not doing what I usually do..."

[arrakis-savior.livejournal.com]

Paul sighed. "This is why it's very convenient to start having prophetic dreams about the mother of your children around about the time you hit puberty, so you'll recognize her when you see her. I wish I could make things easier for you somehow. But resigning yourself to a life without love isn't a good solution, just another problem, and you don't need any more problems right now. What are you going to say to him? Have you communicated with him yet?"

[tomorrow-knight.livejournal.com]

"If I start having prophetic dreams about the mother of my children right now, Paul. You can have the honor of prying me off the ceiling."

He rested his head on Paul's shoulder. "And I let him know I was off-world and safe."

A pregnant pause. "I miss him."

[arrakis-savior.livejournal.com]

Paul put a comforting arm around Terry. "I know you do. That's not really what I meant, though. Maybe you should communicate with him a bit more while you're offworld. I get the impression it's sort of difficult for the two of you to stick to just talking when you're around each other."

[tomorrow-knight.livejournal.com]

He flushed a little, just the barest touch of pink on the tips of his ears and the round of his cheeks. "We talk." He didn't deny that it wasn't all they did when they were together and leaned into the arm holding him.

"What would I say?" Despite the light lingering traces of pink, his voice was flat. "I'm sick and tired of being played against my almost brother ?"

[arrakis-savior.livejournal.com]

"For a start, if you haven't already said that yet, and if he's stupid enough not to get it without being told."

[tomorrow-knight.livejournal.com]

"Remind me why you're my best friend again ? No really, besides being an alright kisser, what was it?"

[arrakis-savior.livejournal.com]

"Because no one else will put up with you," Paul said fondly.

[tomorrow-knight.livejournal.com]

"You're a horrible best friend." He said, while curling up against Paul and actually relaxing.

"Horrible. Evil overlord Emperor."

[arrakis-savior.livejournal.com]

"But I have great fashion sense, as the muumuu collection will attest."