Logs:Via's Leaving
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| RL Date: 29 February, 2016 |
| Who: Leova, Via |
| Involves: Harper Hall, High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: Via is packing for the Hall. |
| Where: High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 24, Month 2, Turn 40 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: Anvori/Mentions, B'tal/Mentions, Damir/Mentions, L'vae/Mentions, Lilabet/Mentions, Madilla/Mentions, Raj/Mentions, Riahla/Mentions, Suireh/Mentions, Varian/Mentions, Vesik/Mentions, Veylin2/Mentions |
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| She's packing for the Hall. She's twelve. Leova's packing for her, mostly, but Via knows which quills and which oddments she can keep, the fine necklace from her father and the soft scarf from her aunt, blue as a northern avian's shell. The little bell from her other aunt, its clapper muffled with wax. The pieced quilt... stays with her parents. The black-haired doll went to live with the twins long ago, along with all its clothes. The necklace is from both of them, really, but Leova feels as though it's Anvori's choice and she has nothing. Her palms are bare. The scars don't count. Via won't get to take much. The Hall provides for its apprentices, the better to keep them all the same as much as can be managed, to polish their differences in different ways. Leova would feel better if Suireh were there still. Whether or not she had the Craftmaster's ear, she has her own eyes and ears, and Leova has to think she cares. They get along, the two of them in silence, if that can be said to be getting along. Vrianth says they're... it translates to 'happy' well enough. Or 'community.' The Hall is a good place to be. The plague hit it, how could it not with the Hold right there, but the healers are there also and it's a crafthall. Her daughter will learn at a crafthall. Her daughter, a crafter. She will make things, and neither of them knows wholly what. She clutches at Via sometimes, her narrow wrist, until her yellow eyes lift and her mouth quirks the way Anvori's likes to and Via hugs her and then she can let go. She tugged against pregnancy and even afterward she couldn't stay and stay and stay but that doesn't mean, that never means she doesn't love her. She loves her, and she loves the twins, but Via was there first. Second, but first. When Vrianth doesn't understand things, she takes them apart until she does. She didn't understand how her rider changed, why she didn't stop when it felt as it felt, no matter what her man said. Vrianth would have stopped it for her. Leova couldn't let her. Taking it all apart was one thing, and putting it back together another. Putting Via back together differently, maybe. Leova hasn't looked at that as closely as she could. She won't take the quilt to be washed, not right away. She'll keep it in her weyr, where Varian won't spill anything on it and Veylin won't run off with it but Anvori might lurk beneath it and growl at her the way he did at Via when she was little, to make her laugh. Or maybe she'll just sit with it by the windows when it's warm enough that she can. The windows that she made, had made, like L'vae's. Lilabet knows what it's like to be a Weyr girl at that very same Hall, and Lilabet is there. Lilabet is a good girl, a kind girl. Her parents weren't married either, not even a little bit, while Via's are weyrmated but it still doesn't count. Her mother is a master, though, while Via's is also a healer but just a dragonhealer, not ranked, nothing the other children will even want to understand. Leova doesn't know how much Lilabet will look out for Via, she's busy with promotions and that safely-posted boy, but she likes to think she might. They have a plan, she and Vrianth. They will fly above the Hall, and Vrianth will reach, and then Leova will know. Vrianth always knows. (Vrianth may not need to fly to the Hall. She may just need to fly.) Via might know. Leova has to wonder whether she'd know if Vrianth didn't want her to. It's a question she doesn't have to ask. Soon Via will leave, and she might never come back. She might not Stand. She might, like Suireh, not Impress. She might, like Riahla, Impress elseWeyr. She might be taken by a dragon, or plague, or a man. All Leova knows is that Vrianth will know. She counts on that. |
Comments
Alida (00:19, 1 March 2016 (PST)) said...
Always enjoy seeing inside Leova...even if she's also always a partial mystery. ^^
Squishy (09:04, 5 March 2016 (PST)) said...
I loved this, not just for the story but the style it's told in. <3
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