Wish I had Renn's mory…
Lifting the crate, I stepped aside to put it on the bigger one I'd just gone through. After stacking it there I went to open the next crate, and as I did I imdiately knew this one didn't have what I was looking for either. Which was starting to get a tad annoying. I'd already gone through half the crates here in my hideout and I'd still not found half the stuff I was looking for.
Closing the lid to the crate I sighed as I went to the next stack. I reached up to grab the one on top and brought it down to the floor as to open it. This one too wasn't what I was mainly looking for… but it did have sothing else which I did want.
Reaching into the crate, I dug out the larger box of jewels from under so cloths. Lifting the pearl encrusted box, I smiled and wondered if I should let Renn take a look at them too… at least, after I found and removed the jewels I planned to make her wedding band out of.
Glancing at the door, I listened for a mont to make sure she was still in the bath. It didn't take long to confirm it, since I heard so splashing, and I went to open the jewelry box. It was a larger box, with several rows of smaller drawers, but it didn't take long to find the jewels I had in mind. I pocketed them, wasting no ti in case Renn chose to run out of the bath and co over without warning, and then went ahead and closed the box back up. I set the jewelry box aside, as to let Renn take a look at it before we left again, and then returned to my search.
The house I'd long ago built here in this crystal cavern wasn't very big… but it did have several rooms worth of supplies. Things that over the years I'd collected, either on purpose or accident. And although the supplies were mostly stored in environnt-proof containers, there really wasn't any rhy or reason to their sorting. One crate had jewelry and clothes, then the one stacked beneath it would have weapons… and the one next to it could have books while the one above that held pots and other cooking tools. It was obvious I had not planned this storage setup properly, but that was simply because all of it was stuff I'd gathered over hundreds of years without any real pattern or purpose.
Honestly most of it was worthless. At least, in the grand sche of things. Like the jewelry… why did I even have boxes of such things? Sure so were priceless, either stuff made by gods or one of kind jewels and gemstones I've encountered over the long years… but in reality they held no value. At least, to . Maybe Renn and her children could put such things to better use…
"Achoo!"
I paused a mont to listen to Renn sniffle a sneeze, and I frowned as I realized the likely cause of it. Although this was a cave, a real one deep in a mountain, it wasn't dusty or dirty. And the air was fresh, thanks to the plant-life and ecosystem here… plus she was not sickly, at least not as far as I could tell. Which ant the source of her sneeze was sothing far simpler, and rather apparent.
She didn't like this place. To her it stunk… or rather this place had a unique scent that reminded her of mories that were unkind. To her this place slled like the bottom of a well, or a similarly dark and damp pit. The kind she had, long ago, been forced to spend long cold days alone in by punishnt from her family.
In other words this place was not one she could truly feel comfortable in. Never would. She could visit, and even linger for a bit as we had last ti… but this would never be a place she could comfortably live in for extended periods of ti. Which was too bad, honestly. I would have enjoyed staying here if even for a few weeks with her. It would have been… relaxing.
Opening another crate, I found myself ignoring its contents for a mont as I imagined such a small mont. A few weeks was… nothing. To . I have lived countless weeks, and would live countless more. So I shouldn't feel too troubled over not having them. Especially since I both would eventually, in ti, have many such weeks with her but also because I had important things to do. There was a lot of chaos and drama in the world right now, and I had duties. Ones that demanded I address that chaos as fast as possible and not neglect the importance of them… yet…
I found myself very disappointed I could not enjoy them.
If only the world would have been peaceful enough. If only I was better and had been more proactive. By now we should have a ho. A real one. One that was just for her and … even if just sowhere small and quiet. A place we could go to just…
"Vim?"
"At the end of the hall," I said, raising my voice a tad to let her know where I was.
Before she found , I knew what I'd find once I turned around and faced her. The sound of her bare, slightly still wet feet, made it obvious… so I kept my focus on the crate and its contents for as long as I could as Renn stepped into the room.
"Whoa… you've made a ss, what are you looking for?" Renn asked with a happy tone as she studied all the boxes and crates I've re-arranged in my search.
"Just a few things…" I said as I did my best to not make it obvious that I knew she was naked.
Why was she so… well… herself, sotis? I was very happy, and humbled, she found herself so comfortable with that she didn't even think about being naked around but at the sa ti…
"Hm… want any help? I wanted to go through so of these again too, anyway," she said as she stepped up and next to . She joined in looking into the crate, and out of the corner of my eye I saw her ears and tail flutter happily as she did. Like her bloodline, she enjoyed such things as this. To her it was likely the sa as hunting sothing, since in a way it was.
"I'd welco it, yes. Did you enjoy your bath?" I asked as I dared a glance at her.
Gosh she really was naked. And hadn't even dried off much by the looks of it…
"I did and didn't. I really like how nice it is, and I like that the water doesn't stink… but when the steam really gets going it makes the stink of this place more apparent and worse," Renn said as she reached into the crate. She grabbed at one of the smaller wooden boxes and opened it, revealing a bunch of pens and pencils.
Watching her as she, with great interest, went to studying the different pens and pencils… I again found my eyes drifting downward. "Sorry," I apologized. Both for the stink, and my thoughts at the mont. If I wasn't careful I'd forget why I was even here thanks to her and her body.
"Hm… it's okay. It's bad, but I might be getting used to it. Or rather, maybe I can eventually…? How's this work Vim? What does, oh!" Renn's ears went stiff as she clicked the top of one of the pens, causing the point of it to erge from the other side. It did so with a click sound, one that was likely very odd and loud to Renn's ears.
She clicked it again, and then again, and I couldn't help but smirk at her as she put the box of writing tools down as to focus on the pen and its chanism's noise. Sotis I forgot how… primitive the current era was.
"A pen. It uses a tiny marble like bead and ink in a capsule, which uh… may or may not be dried out depending on how well it had been stored," I said as I watched her ss with it.
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"Bead…" she mumbled as she stared at the writing end of the pen, rather intently too. She seed fascinated by it.
"The clicking you hear is just a tiny chanism, one that interacts with a spring," I explained further.
She went to clicking it a few tis, smiling happily as she did. "What an odd sound…! So it has ink inside it?" she asked as she then glanced around mischievously.
"There're books in this one… I'm sure you can find a few empty pages to test it with," I said, knowing what she wanted. I stepped over to the crate I'd seen so in and opened it for her.
Renn wasted no ti. She pulled out one of the many books, but hesitated once she opened it.
"Hm…?" I watched the way she studied one of the random pages she'd just opened it to. She suddenly didn't look very interested… or rather, now she looked worried or maybe even upset.
"Aren't these special, Vim…?" Renn then asked with a glance at .
Oh. "So are, I suppose… but you doodling on a page or two isn't going to destroy them, Renn. Plus so are likely worthless now, too," I said. I knew I had a few special books and tos here, things I'd deed important for one reason or another… but honestly most weren't that special. I had destroyed, or Miss Beak had destroyed, all the very important books over the years that I had not trusted. The ones that had been made by gods, and such, were all gone… all the ones here were either ones written by people I'd known or myself, and as such not so important Renn couldn't doodle on them.
"What's this one about…?" she asked worriedly.
I glanced again at it, and spent a longer than I should have mont to rember the language it was written in. "A book of math. The author, an old man, had helped figure a few things out a long ti ago. It's his journal, one of them at least," I said. Funny, I'd not thought of that man in forever. "He had been like Hands is, a man of focus for the things he found interesting," I explained further as I thought of him.
"Hm…" Renn's tail coiled nearly, almost close enough it had bumped into . I dared a glance at it, and as I did I noticed her naked rear again.
"It's fine, Renn. Give it a go," I said as I stared at the base of her tail. It sure did wiggle a lot…
"But…"
I smirked, and was about to make my typical joke when she said such a thing… especially since I wasn't able to keep my eyes off it, but decided against it.
Not now Vim. No flirting in that way here. She didn't want anything to happen here.
"If it worries you too much… I suppose…" Both to qualm her worries and to distract my own desires I went ahead and rummaged through the crate and found one I could confidently let her ruin. I exchanged the book I found with the one she had grabbed, which she hesitantly opened as to check.
"Vim…" Renn groaned at as she realized what it was.
"What? You should be comfortable ruining that one, they're everywhere, so it's not a big deal," I said with a smirk as she studied the very first bible that Celine and her sisters had ever printed.
Renn though didn't find my words amusing… nor comforting. Instead of agreeing, or even disagreeing, she instead seed to grow far more focused as her eyes narrowed and she went to reading the words on one of the first few pages. I hesitated as I realized I had likely just screwed myself as I noticed her tail start to really squirm and wiggle behind her, in the way it did when her mind suddenly went into overdrive and beca noisy.
Woops.
"This… Vim this is Celine's bible…" Renn whispered as she flipped to the front of the book, to check the first few pages.
"Well, no. It's the one I made for them in the beginning. When I first made their first printing press," I said.
Renn's ears shuffled a bit as she glanced at with an odd look. "You… did do that for them, didn't you," she said softly.
I nodded, a tad offended. "Have I ever interfered or hard religion, or soone's desire to preach it Renn? Really, you should know better by now," I said.
"Well… yes, but… you kept one? Or was this just sothing you forgot you had or sothing?" she asked as she read the little scribbles on the first real page. They were likely Celine's little notes; I'd never really checked it as far as I rember. Odds are since it had been the first real finished product we'd made she had likely gone over it to make adjustnts and stuff.
"If you're asking if I had kept it for a greater reason, then no not likely. It's probably just sothing I tossed in with other stuff at one ti. I'm not one much for sentintalism, Renn. As you know I only have a few things from my own parents even, and the only reason I have those is because one is too important to not keep and the others are quite literally indestructible. They'll outlast , so they're easy to keep," I said.
"Hm… you once said there was more, is another here?" she asked as she glanced around.
Had I told her such a thing…? Probably. "Not here... the only other item my mother left is under the inland sea in a sealed tomb," I said, feeling a tad odd as I spoke. When was the last ti I had been so… open with soone? Miss Beak was likely the only one, but even she I had not been so forthcoming with…
"Ah… you told of that one once. You said it's sowhere I'd never be able to get to," she said as she nodded.
Well… "Not entirely. There is a way, it's just… difficult," I said carefully.
She humd at , and I noted again my eyes drifting to her rear. This ti though it wasn't to appreciate it, but instead to watch the way her tail twitched and coiled in the air nearby. She was happy, it seed, based off that movent.
That was good. It ant even though she was still bothered by the sll of this place, she was able to still enjoy herself.
Patting the edge of the crate, I smiled gently and nodded. "I'm going to find the few things I'm looking for so we can leave in a bit, if you're okay with that," I said as I stepped away.
As I returned to the crate I'd been ssing with earlier, I noted the way her tail squird a bit differently as I did so. As if now upset its tip twitched downward not upward.
For a small mont I wondered if I had upset her, either by forcefully ending our conversation or my ntioning us leaving tonight and thus not staying here any longer than we needed to. Or was it sothing different…? Maybe she was hoping I'd have brought up dinner or sothing. I did plan to have us eat before we left, but hadn't planned to make anything too fancy. I knew for Renn eating in this place that stunk was more a chore than anything else, and for her who enjoyed food so much that was a big deal.
"Not enough, huh…?"
I nearly paused upon hearing her tiny whisper, but luckily didn't do so. I pretended I hadn't heard her, since she had whispered so softly that it was clear she had not been trying for to hear her. Reaching into the crate I'd been searching earlier, I occupied myself for a mont as I re-arranged so stuff as I continued my search.
Renn sighed very gently, which made feel a bit bad. Since I knew what she had both spoke of, and sighed over.
But what did she want from …? She hated this place, or at least the sll of it… yet she was at the sa ti trying to get to do sothing…? Did she not rember how firmly she had asked to not try anything again in such conditions? She should know well enough by now how firmly I held myself to such promise… she was typically not one to be so contradictory. Or was I misreading her? Or maybe she had just wanted to show so kind of emotion or sothing over seeing her naked body…
Ah. There it is.
Glad for the distraction, I picked up the small object and felt a bit of relief wash through .
So it was here. Good. There were only half a dozen or so crates left that I'd not checked yet, so I had been starting to think it wasn't here. Which made start to wonder where I'd put it… Or maybe lost forever, even. So to find it was relieving, greatly so.
I glanced behind , to tell Renn I'd found it… but stopped as I found her reading the bible I'd just given her. She had an odd smile on her face as she read one of the first pages, likely Celine's notes and not the religious texts… so I decided to just stay quiet.
I'll just let her know I'd found it later.
"I'll make us sothing to eat, do you want soup or…?" I gently asked as I went to putting everything back into place. Now that I'd found the few things I'd been looking for I would be able to focus on other things. For better or worse. It ant once I was done putting everything away, I'd only have a few things left to distract . Hopefully she'd get dressed before I ran out of excuses, at least.
"The stinkiest soup you can make," Renn said happily, perking up as she did.
"Good to know you hate the sll of this place more than you do my cooking, I guess," I said with a small laugh.
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