:: HERO of KORRIBAN ::
"I would expect no less than a grilling," Aden said as he responded to what Mesh'la said.
Her kiss only confirmed everything was going to be fine. It was going to be hard, but it was going to be fine. They were the age most made a riduurok anyway. Just because the changing times had seen them happening a bit later into someone's twenties did not mean they were wrong in what they were doing at this age. The only guilt for Aden to feel was from the disappointment which Graad would have that Aden had somehow broken his word to the vhett. He'd promised to respect Mesh'la, and Aden understood how this could be seen as not keeping that promise. They did not need to know Mesh'la had wanted him as much as he had wanted her. Aden could be okay with being the one who was responsible for breaking with the traditional views the Tors held.
"Yes, I will come by tomorrow midday. I should not leave before we have told them perhaps? Now that I know, they need to hear it from us both as soon as possible, and that is if your buir'ika hasn't noticed certain signs yet."
Aden moved to the side of the bed as Mesh'la grabbed her underthings. He had been keeping a pair of sleep pants near by since it was his room now, and a habit to keep the pair he was using on the bed. He slipped them on as Mesh'la got herself ready to go. Aden helped with her beskar plates as it got him that much more time with her. It was not fair she had to leave so soon after giving him the news. He was in the mood to celebrate in a way. They would do that later though, once they had taken care of telling the rest of her family.
"I will see you tomorrow, ner cyar'ika," he said as he kissed her just before it was time for her to leave.
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The next morning Aden woke early. There was a very real sense of something hard forming in his stomach. The giant knot was a result of how nervous he was to face Graad and Briika. While they would not say no to him wanting to do the right thing, they were not going to be pleased. Aden had gotten their ad pregnant, and he had to answer to them for that. Aden stayed busy all morning trying to keep his mind off what he had to do today, but soon it was time to leave. His ship was not far from where they were staying, so it did not take long for him to arrive. He approached the door, and knocked on it. It was a habit for him to do that, as he never had been one to simply barge in as if he were family. They'd been gracious to him since Strider's death, even treating him as their own, but Aden still had kept the distance. Even now that he knew he was about to be officially part of their family he still knocked, and waited.
[member="Mesh'la Detta Hokan"]
Her kiss only confirmed everything was going to be fine. It was going to be hard, but it was going to be fine. They were the age most made a riduurok anyway. Just because the changing times had seen them happening a bit later into someone's twenties did not mean they were wrong in what they were doing at this age. The only guilt for Aden to feel was from the disappointment which Graad would have that Aden had somehow broken his word to the vhett. He'd promised to respect Mesh'la, and Aden understood how this could be seen as not keeping that promise. They did not need to know Mesh'la had wanted him as much as he had wanted her. Aden could be okay with being the one who was responsible for breaking with the traditional views the Tors held.
"Yes, I will come by tomorrow midday. I should not leave before we have told them perhaps? Now that I know, they need to hear it from us both as soon as possible, and that is if your buir'ika hasn't noticed certain signs yet."
Aden moved to the side of the bed as Mesh'la grabbed her underthings. He had been keeping a pair of sleep pants near by since it was his room now, and a habit to keep the pair he was using on the bed. He slipped them on as Mesh'la got herself ready to go. Aden helped with her beskar plates as it got him that much more time with her. It was not fair she had to leave so soon after giving him the news. He was in the mood to celebrate in a way. They would do that later though, once they had taken care of telling the rest of her family.
"I will see you tomorrow, ner cyar'ika," he said as he kissed her just before it was time for her to leave.
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The next morning Aden woke early. There was a very real sense of something hard forming in his stomach. The giant knot was a result of how nervous he was to face Graad and Briika. While they would not say no to him wanting to do the right thing, they were not going to be pleased. Aden had gotten their ad pregnant, and he had to answer to them for that. Aden stayed busy all morning trying to keep his mind off what he had to do today, but soon it was time to leave. His ship was not far from where they were staying, so it did not take long for him to arrive. He approached the door, and knocked on it. It was a habit for him to do that, as he never had been one to simply barge in as if he were family. They'd been gracious to him since Strider's death, even treating him as their own, but Aden still had kept the distance. Even now that he knew he was about to be officially part of their family he still knocked, and waited.
[member="Mesh'la Detta Hokan"]