Logs:Pretend it didn't happen
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| RL Date: 2016-01-20 |
| Who: Edyis, N'rek |
| Involves: High Reaches Area, Telgar Area |
| Type: Log |
| What: The Reachian and Telgari brownriders try to clear the air, or at least try for a clean slate. |
| Where: N'rek's Weyr, Telgar Weyr |
| When: Day 7, Month 12, Turn 39 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: Jo/Mentions, Mielline/Mentions, Greta/Mentions, Gerta/Mentions |
| OOC Notes: Feel free to edit or make changes. |
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| There were more valid reasons than Edyis could count for the scarcity of contact. Pandemic's had a way of making a mess of daily life, as did other unplanned events. As the blinked into the sky above Telgar, they circled a few times as though they might jump back between. Eventually Akluseth's course winds them down to a familiar ledge, a warm watery greeting a warning of their impending landing, unless otherwise warned off. Edyis herself wears the look of someone just getting off sweeps, dark curls coiled beneath her cap, even as she pulls the goggles down to survey the area. In the same light, there's many reasons why N'rek hadn't kept in much contact - save for a touch from Largath to Akluseth here and there. Between the plague and all the business involved within Telgar - not to mention the awkward rift that had sprung up between him and Edyis after the pregnancy confrontation - the brownrider has been expectantly absent and mired in work. This day, Largath is not present on his ledge, but his presence could be felt somewhere within the Weyr. The Reaches pair would find the weyr occupied, however, the drapery to the entrance peeled back to let in some light and air as N'rek could be seen pouring over sheets of written-over hides at his table. Akluseth takes off once more, settling himself amongst the locals and leaving his rider to fend for herself. She pauses in the doorway, watching N'rek and the paperwork. An audible intake of breath, and her steps carry her over to where the brownrider sits, moving to wrap her arms around his shoulders in greeting if he allows, and lingers as long as he lets her. "Hey stranger." Her soft soprano lilts as she attempts to steal a peek at the paperwork over his shoulder. It's the presence and the touch of his arms that has N'rek looking over from the current hide he studies to regard her. Straightening and turning somewhat into the embrace with his hold still on the hides, "Ed, hey," he greets, his tone amiable enough with a tinge of work weariness. "Largath just now mentioned you were around. How's it been?" "Better now that the danger has passed, just a lot of clearing the air left to do, same as there always is after a disaster." The corner of her mouth curves up, catching that touch of weariness in his tone. "What about you? They working you past the point of exhaustion?" Edyis spares a glance at the hides, a faint wrinkle appearing between her brows, "Did I catch you at a bad time? I brought dinner from that rib place, but if you're busy, I can just leave the food." The last an open avenue of escape, if he is looking for one. "Ever since that," and N'rek nods to a wingsecond shoulderknot lying almost half off the table he is sitting. "My wingleader thought it best to train me by saddling me with wing reports and I've been a little behind." leaning back now that she's mentioned food, "I can use a good break," he admits as he sets aside the hides, transferring from off the table to somewhere on the floor. "The reports will keep for a little while. I'm already behind. Now that the table is cleared, he gestures for Edyis to sit. The knot draws her attention and it takes a moment to register that it is a wing second's knot. The basket with aforementioned food is settled onto the table, and a slow grin creeps over her lips. "Congratulations, may you grow to love the paperwork involved." Something of a smirk growing as she starts unloading the basket. "Are you happy with it?" The promotion, she probably means. "I doubt it, at this point," N'rek gives on enjoying his new rank with a mock sigh before grinning. "Could be worse, I guess. Some of my friends in the other wings have worse wingleaders than mine." As to being happy with the promotion, he gives it a pause as he looks over the hides he was purusing before meeting Edyis' gaze and answering, "Rank is good. That's how I'm looking at it. It just needs some adjusting to. What about you? Any knots on your horizon?" and he's looking her over, as if trying to determine from her own shoulder knot. "Did you bring something to drink? If not, I have something from Ista that got once the quarantine was lifted." """I think it is a safe bet that I won't be getting a different knot for a while. Mielline doesn't have a need of two seconds, and I doubt she's planning on retiring anytime soon." Edyis notes thoughtfully, "Have to see what the next few turns hold, not that I'd be against it." Biting at her lower lip Edyis dismisses the thought with a shake of her head. For drinks there is a tell tale blush, "Would you believe that that particular detail slipped my mind? Istan fare it is." Oops. She settles into an empty chair, watching him. Her mouth opens as though to say something but she closes it immediately. "Other than the new knot how have you been?" "I wouldn't rule anything out," N'rek says on her getting promoted with a slight grin. "I'm sure other wingleaders would check you out, too." He nods for the food, for them to commence with the meal as he gets up from the table and heads over to where he stores his bottles. As he goes to get their Istan drinks, he answers her on the last with an easy, "Been fine, other than the added workload. Humble that I didn't get the plague like others did." "Cross that bridge when I get to it." Edyis laughs easily, "Largath told Akluseth as much. I didn't either, but Reaches went into lock down quickly, my sisters weren't as lucky. Greta's recovered and should be in Honshu this time tomorrow." Passing over other less savory topics attached to that particular line of discussion. Her lips press together, and finally, "I would have visited sooner, but I thought you probably wanted your space." "I'm sorry to hear that," N'rek remarks as he straightens from where he is, looking over at Edyis. "About your sisters. A lot of my mates lost family, too. I imagine it's been pretty depressing there as it has been here." He returns to the table with one bottle and two glasses, setting each down one by one in the pause that lingers from her last. He unscrews the cap and pours generously into both glasses before sitting down and nudging one of them in her direction as he takes up the other with one hand. "You know you're always welcome here," he says now, seating himself and looking her way. "I figured you needed yours, after..." "Can't stop living because you've lost someone, You Mielline and Jo taught me that." Edyis notes reaching for the glass. "Spending a lot of time in warm places with warm thoughts, and doing the same for Greta when I'm able. I'm grateful for those who survived." She answers on depressing places. She takes a gulp from the glass, pulling the plate over in the space between his sitting and the question. "I don't know if I did or not." Is honest at least, "That it happened at all is something I still find difficult to believe. I think it was more of a wake up call than I expected." Brows drawn together as she pokes at a starchy vegetable of sorts with her fork. "Warm places like where?" N'rek asks in his curiosity as he takes a drink and then digs into his meal. "I haven't been going anywhere warm of late since the quarantine." When Edyis speaks of a wake up call, there's a slight brow for that. "What sort?" he asks now, watching her. "Southern beaches mostly, sometimes I'll take a run in Ista if we aren't too worn out from sweeps." Edyis notes, with a half smile, "Not that I get to go much mind you, but it's been good for me and him both." The question makes her uncomfortable, another gulp of wine preceding the answer. "That it could happen, was the first. I rectified that with the healers a few days after." There is a pause between bites, "And I think I misunderstood you from the beginning. It wasn't like I believed we were weyrmates, but I thought there was something a little more substantial than just sex." She shrugs it off with a laugh. "Silly things really." Purposely digging in to stave off any other questions, or the possibility of noticing whatever expression he wears as he listens. Indeed, N'rek is listening. He's slower with his food, chewing carefully between bites as Edyis speaks. He doesn't interrupt her, nor does he speak right away as he moves to take a drink from his glass. Once it's set down, "It was more than just sex," he tells her, his expression remaining easy and neutral. "I just can't be your weyrmate. The distance alone, Ed...Telgar's in my blood, just as much as I imagine that the Reaches is in yours." "I never asked you to," She notes, confusion and a touch of frustration plain on her features as she lets the fork rest on the plate. "I mean for fuck's sake how would that be fair to anyone? Just because I love you doesn't mean that I'm going to start demanding anything from you, or change my life around to suit your whims. The only reason I even told you to begin with is because I felt like you had the right to have a say in it." Down the hatch with the wine, well a sizable gulp of it anyway. Food is the better option. Giving Edyis a look, "The way you came at me that time said differently," N'rek notes in a counter. "No, you didn't asked, but you were pretty upset. How else was I to take that?" He drains halfway down his glass before looking into the glass he holds briefly before setting it back on the table. "I appreciate the courtesy," he remarks on the latter now, touch amused. "You can't blame me for reacting the way I did, Ed. Actions speak louder than words in that. But," he inclines his head towards her, "the rains have passed. I'm willing to not speak on it anymore if it was merely a misunderstanding." "Well I'm sorry, I've never been in a situation before where I've had to have the, 'Your sperm got on my egg on accident' talk. It isn't like I could ask my mother or stepmother about it." She shakes her head. "I'm also female, and was hormonal at the time, cut me a little slack will you?" The irritation, however, has mostly subsided into something milder. She sighs, "Let's just forget the whole thing ever happened, shall we?" By the look the Telgari sends Edyis, he doesn't seem too pleased by the tone of her apology. It's silence that meets it, and it's only to the last she says that he answers her at all. "I agree." "I really am sorry," She states more softly, finishing off the wine in her glass. "And all I have for my behavior is what probably will sound like excuses." Setting the wine glass down on the table. "Thing is even if we both sit here and agree to forget it, I really don't think you can. I'm not sure I can either though I want nothing more than to do that." Ink-dark eyes lifted upward as her voice takes on a far less jocular tone. "It will sit there in the back of your mind, and you'll look at me and wonder if I am trying to trap you in something, and I'll be hurt over the fact that you'd think I would do something that selfish." N'rek's face is composed, watching and listening to Edyis as she speaks. Once at the end, he finishes his glass before nodding and saying, "It's not about thinking you'll trap me. It's about just being honest. No, I likely won't forget it, but that's okay. As long as you don't blame the next time on being hormonal and treating me like I was crazy for feeling like I do, I'm good. We have to be open and honest if we're going to be fine. Your food's getting cold." He nods towards her plate - even if he hasn't been eating all that much himself in favor of drink. "There isn't going to be a next time Rek." Edyis replies evenly, with the kind of conviction that can only come with absolute certainty. "And even if there was, as long as you don't start talking to me like I'm some random green rider you caught in a flight or someone you fucked with while flight lost, I'll be fine. That was what upset me." She looks to her plate then with a frown, poking at it, and managing another bite or two. "I see," is all N'rek says to something she says, but he doesn't linger on it. Nodding once, "Deal." He nods to her food for her to eat and he returns finally to his own meal as he says, "I'll have to return to finishing up those reports soon. How's business going?" he asks now as if it had suddenly occurred to him. "There's some work to be done since some of the purchasers up and caught the plague, Fortunately it's mostly southern stock that we get, so other than being a little slower with output the supply is relatively unaffected." Brisk, and business like as she finishes up her food, or some of it at least. By the end there's still half a plate left. "I can take back the runs you picked up if you need more time to get reports done." settling the leftovers in an appropriate place as she pulls herself up from the table. "Just have Largath inform Akluseth." Moving over to place a peck on his cheek, which may serve as her farewell. "Good," N'rek nods to the report, seeming neutrally pleased. "Maybe new blood could help business. I do need to pause on the runs for awhile. Once things calm down around here..." and he takes a look around his own weyr, his gaze landing on the reports mentioned. "Largath can let Akluseth know when things settle again," he tells her, looking back at her as she gets up and gives him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks for the food, and the break, Ed." Edyis nods to the possibility of new blood helping things, and nods again to his thanks. "Just don't forget to eat or show up at my weyr expecting to be fed the way Jo does. You aren't my boss so you don't get special treatment." She teases, lightly, before making her way out to the ledge where Akluseth is waiting. "Will do," is what N'rek says, finally permitting a grin to steal on his face. "See you around, Ed." He rearranges things on his table to allow his reports to be his companions once more, and once Edyis is gone, he's absorbed back into his work and food. |
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Alida (00:35, 1 February 2016 (PST)) said...
Got to admit I sighed a bit in relief after reading this. ^^
Alida (00:35, 1 February 2016 (PST)) said...
Got to admit I sighed a bit in relief after reading this. ^^
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