Post by Dare Jonsan on Jun 1, 2009 11:35:05 GMT -5
There are limits to how far a man can be pushed. Some men hang themselves, jump of cliffs and attempt to do the manly thing when committing that final act, when things just get too much. As a doctor, it wasn’t uncommon for Dare to come face to face with Suicide, in women or in men, but he had never had to face it like this before, especially not so soon after Caleb’s revelations with Kat and the woman murdering her own daughter.
If this had happened in the mortal realm, there would have been an inquest into Caleb, Dare knew. And his friend’s misery would be magnified by the courts and the police and the media. However, Gaia was far from the mortal realm, and Caleb had been left to his own defences, and part of Dare was sad for that. If there had been some noise about what had happened, maybe his friend would find peace quicker.
Either way, this was not the reason why Dare was sat about a metre from the barrier, on a cold wooden bench watching those come in and out. It occurred to him the difference in the lands for a very real reason through. Endaren Jonsan, or as the letter in his hand stated ‘Eddie’ was being called into service of the magistrates. He had been put on jury duty.
An hour ago, he’d laughed, realising how training mortally for his medical degree still managed to influence his life. Now however, he was not laughing. The case notes having been thoroughly read now, and they had given him a cold, deadly chill. The case he was being asked to give judgement over, was one regarding an inquest of negligence, and the victim?
Dare had read the paper several times. The name never changed. The Victim was his dead twin brother.
If this had happened in the mortal realm, there would have been an inquest into Caleb, Dare knew. And his friend’s misery would be magnified by the courts and the police and the media. However, Gaia was far from the mortal realm, and Caleb had been left to his own defences, and part of Dare was sad for that. If there had been some noise about what had happened, maybe his friend would find peace quicker.
Either way, this was not the reason why Dare was sat about a metre from the barrier, on a cold wooden bench watching those come in and out. It occurred to him the difference in the lands for a very real reason through. Endaren Jonsan, or as the letter in his hand stated ‘Eddie’ was being called into service of the magistrates. He had been put on jury duty.
An hour ago, he’d laughed, realising how training mortally for his medical degree still managed to influence his life. Now however, he was not laughing. The case notes having been thoroughly read now, and they had given him a cold, deadly chill. The case he was being asked to give judgement over, was one regarding an inquest of negligence, and the victim?
Dare had read the paper several times. The name never changed. The Victim was his dead twin brother.