Post by PeroxidePirate on Aug 6, 2010 23:46:28 GMT 10
Title: Traveling Again
Rating: PG
Prompt: 5. Destiny calls and I go
Summary: Daja tries to explain.
Daja made her way to the roof. “Tris?” she called, though her saati must have surely known she was coming: even if she hadn't seen or heard it on the wind, their magical bond would have let her know.
“Don't you have packing to do?” Tris stood at the rail of the roof's balcony, looking down on Briar's garden.
“I'll get to it.” Daja stopped a few feet away. “When I decided to go... Tris, I didn't think.”
Obviously. The thought was out before Tris could stop it: affectionate teasing that came automatically, sometimes, with her foster-siblings.
Daja moved closer to the railing, leaning against it and facing Tris. I didn't think – her breath hitched – that you'd have any reason to mind.
It means a lot to me, the four of us being together again.
Briar and Sandry are still here.
Oh, of course. If we all stretch a lot, maybe we can close the circle without you.
I have to do this. Tris, I can't explain it, but I need to go.
Tris spoke aloud and into Daja's mind at the same time. “It must be really nice to be able to go when you need to.”
“Oh, gods. I am such a hamot.”
Tris closed her eyes. “It had to be Gold Ridge, didn't it? The mountains. The glacier. The hot springs. All that weather, Daja. All that wind.” Her cheeks flushed, and a wall came down in her mind.
“And it doesn't hurt,” Daja guessed, “that I'm traveling with Kirel?”
Tris opened her eyes to glare. “It doesn't hurt that Polyam's caravan goes through Gold Ridge every year,” she snapped.
Daja started to protest, and then she laughed instead. “I'll miss you,” she said softly. “But we should be able to reach each other, right? If you link to me, we can visit the glacier and the springs again.”
Tris switched back to mind-speech. You might be too busy for that. Like you were in Namorn. The last came through as a thought only half formed: With Rizu.
No, Daja answered, with certainty. I'm not ready for that. And next time, whenever that is, whoever it is... I'll find a way to still be there for my friends. She took Tris's hand, gripping her fingers firmly. “Promise.”
Rating: PG
Prompt: 5. Destiny calls and I go
Summary: Daja tries to explain.
Daja made her way to the roof. “Tris?” she called, though her saati must have surely known she was coming: even if she hadn't seen or heard it on the wind, their magical bond would have let her know.
“Don't you have packing to do?” Tris stood at the rail of the roof's balcony, looking down on Briar's garden.
“I'll get to it.” Daja stopped a few feet away. “When I decided to go... Tris, I didn't think.”
Obviously. The thought was out before Tris could stop it: affectionate teasing that came automatically, sometimes, with her foster-siblings.
Daja moved closer to the railing, leaning against it and facing Tris. I didn't think – her breath hitched – that you'd have any reason to mind.
It means a lot to me, the four of us being together again.
Briar and Sandry are still here.
Oh, of course. If we all stretch a lot, maybe we can close the circle without you.
I have to do this. Tris, I can't explain it, but I need to go.
Tris spoke aloud and into Daja's mind at the same time. “It must be really nice to be able to go when you need to.”
“Oh, gods. I am such a hamot.”
Tris closed her eyes. “It had to be Gold Ridge, didn't it? The mountains. The glacier. The hot springs. All that weather, Daja. All that wind.” Her cheeks flushed, and a wall came down in her mind.
“And it doesn't hurt,” Daja guessed, “that I'm traveling with Kirel?”
Tris opened her eyes to glare. “It doesn't hurt that Polyam's caravan goes through Gold Ridge every year,” she snapped.
Daja started to protest, and then she laughed instead. “I'll miss you,” she said softly. “But we should be able to reach each other, right? If you link to me, we can visit the glacier and the springs again.”
Tris switched back to mind-speech. You might be too busy for that. Like you were in Namorn. The last came through as a thought only half formed: With Rizu.
No, Daja answered, with certainty. I'm not ready for that. And next time, whenever that is, whoever it is... I'll find a way to still be there for my friends. She took Tris's hand, gripping her fingers firmly. “Promise.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!