by Kestrel » 02/05/2009 5:14 PM
"Ni-," Viritra stopped mid-word. She had been about to ask Nivium to start the fire, saving the others from some extra work, but remembered he had almost drowned in the river, and therefore was incapable of starting a fire.
Wasn't I going to help Lynphea? Malora thought guiltily, as she returned with a few (wet) pieces of wood, watching the Imuet and Magistrey prepare to leave.
Well, she probably has enough help, I guess, with Rapses, she decided after a while, and threw her wood to where Sketch had deposited his.
So she headed back into the forest, eyes trained on the ground for any dead leaves or dry sticks, not inclined to the join the arguement in the least. She had missed what Halo noticed, but would've ignored it anyway. What Rapses did didn't interest her very much, unless he was helping her brother, of course. A thought struck her. What if Nivium never fully recovered? And if he did, would he ever approach water again? If he didn't, that would be a complication their Plan could do without. She and Viritra wouldn't force him to be near water, of course, but it would really complicate their plans. Viritra would have to plan even more, to make sure Nivium never had to go near water, unless, of course, he wouldn't be afraid of water. But it in his position, she surely would never want to see water in large quantities ever again. Then again, he could grow out of it, but how long would that take?
Viritra had spent the last few minutes collecting herself, and attempting to ignore Sketch and his snapping. She could easily have let her feelings go, exploding again, but she had just experienced that, and didn't enjoy it.
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