It's so, so...I tend to pick pairings that are either never going to happen and/or will never achieve happiness. And it has Joanie's aching loneliness: She's good at keeping others happy.
...Joanie stares into the dust they kick up and wonder if the next delivery will bring news of Jane.
*sigh* Oh, Joanie. She's...
She doesn't stare for long, because her skirts begin to feel heavy and she's afraid of the fact she no longer remembers Jane's face as well as she used to.
The sounds of whoring and drinking spill out behind him, and she's afraid of someone who seems to be such a part of that world, yet so far removed from it.
But when he offers her his arm, at close of business that very same day she watches him come back from a kill, she realises that this man is only a stranger to her because he's so much like Cy and the others she's known, without being like them at all.
And that is why it's so, so perfect. Lovely and scary and sad. And he courts her in such a Silas Adams manner--like you said to me, it's such an extension of that nervous gesture of self-grooming before he enters Miss Isringhausen's room.
It never denies what they have been, but what they become is wonderful and warm and a family (AND AL GIVES THEM LAND AND MONEY!).
*fuzzy loving hugs of huggingness*
(And when you're home to sweet, sweet Internet, maybe you could upload that Bright Eyes song?)
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Date: 2007-12-31 03:24 am (UTC)She's good at keeping others happy.
...Joanie stares into the dust they kick up and wonder if the next delivery will bring news of Jane.
*sigh* Oh, Joanie. She's...
She doesn't stare for long, because her skirts begin to feel heavy and she's afraid of the fact she no longer remembers Jane's face as well as she used to.
The sounds of whoring and drinking spill out behind him, and she's afraid of someone who seems to be such a part of that world, yet so far removed from it.
But when he offers her his arm, at close of business that very same day she watches him come back from a kill, she realises that this man is only a stranger to her because he's so much like Cy and the others she's known, without being like them at all.
And that is why it's so, so perfect. Lovely and scary and sad. And he courts her in such a Silas Adams manner--like you said to me, it's such an extension of that nervous gesture of self-grooming before he enters Miss Isringhausen's room.
It never denies what they have been, but what they become is wonderful and warm and a family (AND AL GIVES THEM LAND AND MONEY!).
*fuzzy loving hugs of huggingness*
(And when you're home to sweet, sweet Internet, maybe you could upload that Bright Eyes song?)