Logs:Left in the Cold

Left in the Cold
"I know why y'did it. I just wish y'hadn't."
RL Date: 25 October, 2015
Who: Fadra, Faryn
Involves: High Reaches Weyr, Ista Weyr
Type: Vignette
What: With her mother's help, Faryn doesn't linger long after her third and final chance for Impression.
Where: Candidate Barracks, Bowl, High Reaches Weyr
When: Day 4, Month 2, Turn 39 (Interval 10)

Mentions: Edyis/Mentions, T'mic/Mentions, Z'kiel/Mentions




Faryn did not go back to bed. The younger candidates, exhausted by the anxiety and the adrenaline of their trial-by-dragon, tumbled miserably back into their cots. Several started crying, abruptly Two, some distance away but audible in the silence of a weyr that was trying to settle back into routine after being jarred at such an unreasonable hour, buoyed their spirits quickly by thinking of their futures, including the simple math of their ages to the timing for the queens to rise. While they talked, Faryn gathered the few belongings she had been hauling around the weyr for the past three turns and stuffed them in the satchel she'd been hauling around for one. She shrugged into the bronze-hued flight jacket Z'kiel had given her and filled its pocket with the silver flask from her mother. She had a pair of dumb, fuzzy pajamas she'd borrowed once from Edyis and never gotten around to returning, and those made it into the bag too, wrapped around the dreamcatcher T'mic had made her promise to keep. Fadra was waiting outside, teasing Sully--not her Sully, but Faryn's--with bits of meatroll that she snatched away at the last moment before his teeth closed on it. When he looked up, so did she, and the little brown abandoned his messenger's post to return to the person who'd sent him off, or at the very least the person who was less stingy with the food. He had a piece of jerky down his gullet before he'd even properly settled on Faryn's shoulder. The brownrider didn't let the silence lapse into anything worthy of notice, and certainly nothing that could be awkward. "Y'okay?" "Yeah." "Bullshit," countered Fadra instantly, and Faryn winced, her mother's words finally bringing into reach the exhaustion all those who went to bed felt. Like a candle, she melted. She wanted suddenly, desperately, to crawl back into her bed and not wake up, but braced herself for more. There was always more. Except this time. This time, there was a softness: "I know why y'did it. I just wish y'hadn't." Faryn looked at her boots, her brow furrowed with concentration too intense for something as simple as picking out dark leather against muddy ground from the day's sleet. Not, of course, that it was anything to do with that. "Everything is fucked. I --" "You'll be okay," Fadra interrupted. "Soon. You'll be okay, and then better'n that with a little time." She stamped her feet, crossing her arms and tucking her hands beneath her elbows for warmth. "Cold 'nough t'freeze the balls off a brass 'lizard. Y'gonna stay here?" Faryn shook her head. Her voice came out strained, pained, but vehement. "Fuck." She waited for the fog of her breath to drift away. "No. Nothing here." A second threatening silence hovered on the edges of their conversation. Fadra again took the responsibility for breaking it. "Your bluerider?" "No. He's not--" "That brownriding girl y'brought to the Sandbar? Whoever gave y'that sharding jacket? Your friends?" "No. Mum, please. You were right." If she understood nothing else, Fadra understood that, to some point. She'd never fully, not with Sulizath there breathing warm and secure, a fortress of brown and solid as a stone. She lifted her hands in capitulation, looking remorseful. "I wish I wasn't." She took a deep breath, sighed, and when she reached out it was to clasp Faryn's shoulder and shake her gently. "Let's get y'out of here, love. We'll get y'warm yet."

Comments

Edyis (23:01, 25 October 2015 (PDT)) said...

D: Is it the pink lama patterned ones? it is I know it.

This was heartbreaking to read, but also so good. So good.

Alida (01:55, 26 October 2015 (PDT)) said...

I think it's time we had Caitlyn and Fadra interact on camera again...and having Faryn return to Ista would be a good place to start. :)

Jo (03:17, 26 October 2015 (PDT)) said...

Yes, heartbreaking. ;_;
And I want to meet Fadra more and more.

T'mic (15:18, 27 October 2015 (PDT)) said...

Heart: broken.