Re: Familiar faces in strange new places. (Tyne/S'ryll)
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She was surprised to realise that she had missed his arrogance in a way. She couldn't put her finger on it but perhaps it was the familiarity. To be fair, everything about this encounter was a bizarre and unsettling combination of familiar and alien that would likely take more than a few days to work her thoughts through. Maybe she should go and make an appointment with Torrela - as much as she hated that the Mindhealers picked through her with a morbid fascination, she had liked the woman. And her way of working. "You probably will earn it back. You want it and not just because of the shiny new thread it'll add to your knots. Even if you won't ever admit that you actually do give a damn." There was no reproach to her words, in fact it was tinged with a soft and familiar tone of teasing that was coming more easily, like part of her brain had remembered where the key was to a door that stayed stubbornly locked.
His next words had broken the drifting trail of contemplation that was beginning to form and it caught her by surprise. To her credit, instead of floundering she had been able to roll with it, sweeping her hand across her brow in an exaggerated swoon and speaking with a bizarre, drawling accent. "Oh, sir Bronzerider, I can't believe it. Why yes, yes I'll birth you twenty litle heirs and keep your weyr clean forever. I'll wear a pretty, pretty dress and be yours forever!" She pretended to flop against him as if overcome.
She was bouncing back quicker. Even she had noticed that. She was starting to recover within half a candlemark... instead of three days. That had to be a good sign, right? A sign that she was stepping further along that line of progress. And she was noticing that the dark whispers were being more easily quieted, stopping in their tracks instead of grabbing hold and dragging her down.
"A lot of the fun around here involves the beaches. There are a lot of them. Or swimming in the lagoons. We have several waterfalls too. You might not be able to freeze someone's leathers but you can still find a pool to lose them in. But you... need a dragon to get to a lot of places...." Now there was regret but it was almost a little sullen. That was something she missed. The ability to just... go. Tyne swept it away, forcing brightness back into her voice. "But you'll be okay! There's lots of places to explore around here and Vastolth can learn the lie of the land!"
On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 1:19 AM TrueTricia <tricia.nicewicz@...> wrote:
He chuckled. "I thought about it, believe me! But all it would have done was gotten me on weyr arrest or sent down here with a mark on my record before anyone knew me. Believe me, if I thought I could get away with it..." he scrunched his nose. "The good thing is that Vastolth and I are good at Flying, and we're good at helping leadership. We'll get a position before too long. It's inevitable. I just hate the fact that I have to..." he was about to say start over again, and realized that might not be the right choice of words with her... "work our way back up." He honestly didn't realize how arrogant and entitled that sounded, but to be fair, they were hard workers and always had been.
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