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frothy-bunny.livejournal.comEliza understood it wasn’t actually personal, it wasn’t deliberate and it wasn’t because he hated her. It was duty and that was it, that was him, that was Arthur. Arthur had looked so torn, he had looked upset, even bordering on angry, but now, with the worst news just broken to her she had lost him as well and he hated it. Michele she was always going to lose, that it was to Solace smarted a little, but she thought she understood that, kind of. Dances and Arthur left her feeling the most alone, probably because she'd never expected it, she had never expected her best friend or the man she had come to think of as a brother to disappear.
She stood on the train through london and thought about it, while occasionally wishing someone would give up a seat to her, she wondered why she hadn’t seen it coming? Why had she been so blind? It was complacency she figured, she had known DW for years before she had met him, years before she had tested him and years before she had dragged him to that internet cafe and yelled at him and called him a cheat. He had become such a constant in her life.... but he was Uratha and had always been Uratha to her, and she had always known on some level that would always come first..... Arthur hadn’t been. Arthur had been like her, on the fringe, slightly displaced and a constant in that fact, that and Honour and Duty. Those things would always come first but now... Now … Now she wasn’t even sure she had really accepted that he was Uratha now.
He’d been just the same on some level and while his wolf called to her blood it was easier, he was family, a brother, of sorts, it made the urges less, but he was still Arthur, Duty and Honour, and oddly still looking after her, he wasn’t meant to be leaving now, he was meant to be there to hold her hand, to help her, but he couldn’t and now she realised, stood on the train as it passed below the streets of London, They could demand someone claim you, someone to ‘protect’ you, but in the grand scheme of things you just need to protect yourself.
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