08-03-2022, 07:10 PM
Godric had been trying to avoid looking at his friend, figuring there would be some agitation in the man when Rowena not only took their side but then went on to change the subject to something else she was thinking of inventing for the school. She was a beautiful woman; one of the smartest women he had ever known but just because she was intelligent did not mean she always had the most common sense.
It was a little surprising, however, when Salazar gave a back-handed assurance to the intelligent friend and then made his escape. While Helga tried desperately to stop him, she ended up on the floor. Godric had not been keeping track of how many goblets of wine she had drank (he was not her keeper, after all) but from the looks of things, the only one who had been celebrating was Helga. The rest had been too busy ironing out details that should have been nailed down before this so the night could have been about enjoyment instead of business.
It was his own fault really. He'd started it by discussing business. If they had just focused on the celebration...
Before he could get up and help Helga to her unsteady feet, she was sliding back into her chair - still looking a little worse for wear. Her head was going to ache something fierce tomorrow! There was no use going after Salazar at this point. A little space and time to nurse his bruised ego would do the man a world of good. Godric would like to say that he would learn from tonight and maybe side with his closest and dearest friend a little more often in the future.
However, it would be untrue. He would have to vote from his conscience and that so often didn't mesh with Salazar's own ideals. But the two could feed off of each other most of the time, bouncing from one idea to the other with a quickness that sometimes made Rowena's head spin. It just hadn't been happening lately because they were both so damn tired from all the preparations of the last ten years finally reaching culmination. All the traveling, schmoozing with parents, encouraging uncertain, possible students - it wore down on a person after a while. And no doubt, the girls were tired too after all their own efforts.
Maybe Salazar was right - they all needed some sleep. And maybe a long break. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen now that school had begun so they were just going to have to saddle up and feel their way through the fog to reach the other side to when they could take a real break. Maybe go back to Ireland...no, that would take the man to his mother and her poisonous thoughts. Normandy then. Or even all the way to Gaul. Just get away and relax.
Until then, they would just have to make do.
Realizing what Helga had said (he should have known what was coming as that was always Helga's solution - food), he shook his head. "No, I think our friend just need some time to accept his considerable losses this evening. I'm certain that tomorrow he will be right as rain, back to his old self." Godric wasn't so certain, actually, but he would do what he could to reassure the girls. If Salazar didn't break out of his mood in a few days, Godric would take him out to the dueling ring and PUT him in a different mood - one way or another.
"And the book is an interesting idea, Rowena." He assured her, not wanting it to seem like Salazar's snit meant that she was being dismissed. "I don't know if we can cover all of Europe. Maybe start with a smaller grouping - the isles for example. Who knows, maybe this endeavor here will inspire others? For now, we'll keep it all in mind and work on it separately and come together about it at a later date."
It was a little surprising, however, when Salazar gave a back-handed assurance to the intelligent friend and then made his escape. While Helga tried desperately to stop him, she ended up on the floor. Godric had not been keeping track of how many goblets of wine she had drank (he was not her keeper, after all) but from the looks of things, the only one who had been celebrating was Helga. The rest had been too busy ironing out details that should have been nailed down before this so the night could have been about enjoyment instead of business.
It was his own fault really. He'd started it by discussing business. If they had just focused on the celebration...
Before he could get up and help Helga to her unsteady feet, she was sliding back into her chair - still looking a little worse for wear. Her head was going to ache something fierce tomorrow! There was no use going after Salazar at this point. A little space and time to nurse his bruised ego would do the man a world of good. Godric would like to say that he would learn from tonight and maybe side with his closest and dearest friend a little more often in the future.
However, it would be untrue. He would have to vote from his conscience and that so often didn't mesh with Salazar's own ideals. But the two could feed off of each other most of the time, bouncing from one idea to the other with a quickness that sometimes made Rowena's head spin. It just hadn't been happening lately because they were both so damn tired from all the preparations of the last ten years finally reaching culmination. All the traveling, schmoozing with parents, encouraging uncertain, possible students - it wore down on a person after a while. And no doubt, the girls were tired too after all their own efforts.
Maybe Salazar was right - they all needed some sleep. And maybe a long break. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen now that school had begun so they were just going to have to saddle up and feel their way through the fog to reach the other side to when they could take a real break. Maybe go back to Ireland...no, that would take the man to his mother and her poisonous thoughts. Normandy then. Or even all the way to Gaul. Just get away and relax.
Until then, they would just have to make do.
Realizing what Helga had said (he should have known what was coming as that was always Helga's solution - food), he shook his head. "No, I think our friend just need some time to accept his considerable losses this evening. I'm certain that tomorrow he will be right as rain, back to his old self." Godric wasn't so certain, actually, but he would do what he could to reassure the girls. If Salazar didn't break out of his mood in a few days, Godric would take him out to the dueling ring and PUT him in a different mood - one way or another.
"And the book is an interesting idea, Rowena." He assured her, not wanting it to seem like Salazar's snit meant that she was being dismissed. "I don't know if we can cover all of Europe. Maybe start with a smaller grouping - the isles for example. Who knows, maybe this endeavor here will inspire others? For now, we'll keep it all in mind and work on it separately and come together about it at a later date."
