[Turns out, when Ain needs to get the hell out of dodge, he is very fast. It's helped him survive all this time, after all. He's pissed off a lot of people and will probably continue to do it, and this is part of the reason why he's so slippery: If he has to go, he's going.
That horse is purchased in under ten minutes while he's loading up the wagon. He's a large steed, though still not larger than Elria, and while Ain was told that said horse is calm as hell... he is actually very excitable. And a bit stupid.
Good god this horse is stupid. He's white with brown blotches and he has nothing behind his eyes. The farmhand's son looks a little apologetic like "he was literally calm for the last 2 years idk"... Ain decides to name this horse Dachie on the fly as he hooks him up to the wagon. Elria seems a little miffed that there's just Another Horse suddenly, but she gets over it pretty quickly.
Ain, meanwhile, gets all the crates loaded up and says thanks and fucking books it out of town, and it's only when he's actually past the town gates on the opposite side that he finally lets himself break down. And break down he does, so hard that he can't see a foot in front of him and he has to let the horses follow the road for a while. They can't run with the wagon, but they set a brisk trot for a bit while Ain holds his eyes against the jacket's sleeve and fucking bawls until his voice cracks and he can't even breathe correctly. It's pathetic. He feels disgusting. This is why he kept saying he wouldn't love, because the heartbreak hurts so bad every time. He likes the sex and the money and the freedom, he doesn't want love, why does everyone he love have to leave?
A full mental breakdown happens by the time he stops for the night. He's well ahead of Wolfwood, and there's still another three days to the mountains, and at this point Ain doesn't even know if he wants to go or if he wants to go lay in a river and drown. What he really wants to do is rip his heart out and crush it with a rock so that he stops feeling things, but that won't work.
He pushes on a little later than he needs to into the night before stopping officially, letting the horses take a break by a stream while he lays in the wagon and cries into Wolfwood's old coat. Maybe he'll be functional in the morning, he tells himself, like he didn't just have a man full-stop crush him like a handful of grapes. Maybe...
(It won't happen, he will continue to not function and just go on autopilot until he gets to the mountains. He... is not fine.)]
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Date: 2024-05-31 03:41 am (UTC)That horse is purchased in under ten minutes while he's loading up the wagon. He's a large steed, though still not larger than Elria, and while Ain was told that said horse is calm as hell... he is actually very excitable. And a bit stupid.
Good god this horse is stupid. He's white with brown blotches and he has nothing behind his eyes. The farmhand's son looks a little apologetic like "he was literally calm for the last 2 years idk"... Ain decides to name this horse Dachie on the fly as he hooks him up to the wagon. Elria seems a little miffed that there's just Another Horse suddenly, but she gets over it pretty quickly.
Ain, meanwhile, gets all the crates loaded up and says thanks and fucking books it out of town, and it's only when he's actually past the town gates on the opposite side that he finally lets himself break down. And break down he does, so hard that he can't see a foot in front of him and he has to let the horses follow the road for a while. They can't run with the wagon, but they set a brisk trot for a bit while Ain holds his eyes against the jacket's sleeve and fucking bawls until his voice cracks and he can't even breathe correctly. It's pathetic. He feels disgusting. This is why he kept saying he wouldn't love, because the heartbreak hurts so bad every time. He likes the sex and the money and the freedom, he doesn't want love, why does everyone he love have to leave?
A full mental breakdown happens by the time he stops for the night. He's well ahead of Wolfwood, and there's still another three days to the mountains, and at this point Ain doesn't even know if he wants to go or if he wants to go lay in a river and drown. What he really wants to do is rip his heart out and crush it with a rock so that he stops feeling things, but that won't work.
He pushes on a little later than he needs to into the night before stopping officially, letting the horses take a break by a stream while he lays in the wagon and cries into Wolfwood's old coat. Maybe he'll be functional in the morning, he tells himself, like he didn't just have a man full-stop crush him like a handful of grapes. Maybe...
(It won't happen, he will continue to not function and just go on autopilot until he gets to the mountains. He... is not fine.)]