RE: Wings of Fury 2
07-30-2021, 01:51 AM
“Good.” Terzi, having just finished packing her things, flourishes her shortstaff under Caulind’s chin, “If I catch you getting into people’s brains without their permission, I’ll get into your brain. And I won’t be using Third Song.”
She spins it away from him and back to her side, picking up the white hatchling, transferring it into a sling she’d fashioned for herself while packing, keeping it safe close to her chest.
“Kindly avoid touching my mind with your song, as well. Third Song... has its therapeutic uses, I realize, but I wish for my emotions to remain my own.”
She’d part from Caulind, not giving him much chance to reply.
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“Hm?”
Terzi had been staring off into the distance when Rozenn approached. She took the note and read it.
“Oh, child, I never meant to give you the idea that I don’t like you. Your attitude was just... I’ve seen many young travelers get in over their heads with blind optimism... If I was rude, it was not my intention.”
She sighed.
“You need not ‘be my shield’, but... I am headed to the university to research leads to more dragons. If you could be, instead, a ‘shield’ to the- no, no, I need to be more clear. If you can help care for and [i]hide[\i] this hatchling with yours while I do so, I’d most appreciate it.”
Terzi held up a hand.
“Do not view yourself as a shield. Shields can be broken and mended with physical material. You are a person, it takes much more to mend those. Don’t be like Sir Henri, is all I ask. Know that you are more than your honor, your glory, or your heroism.”
She spins it away from him and back to her side, picking up the white hatchling, transferring it into a sling she’d fashioned for herself while packing, keeping it safe close to her chest.
“Kindly avoid touching my mind with your song, as well. Third Song... has its therapeutic uses, I realize, but I wish for my emotions to remain my own.”
She’d part from Caulind, not giving him much chance to reply.
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“Hm?”
Terzi had been staring off into the distance when Rozenn approached. She took the note and read it.
“Oh, child, I never meant to give you the idea that I don’t like you. Your attitude was just... I’ve seen many young travelers get in over their heads with blind optimism... If I was rude, it was not my intention.”
She sighed.
“You need not ‘be my shield’, but... I am headed to the university to research leads to more dragons. If you could be, instead, a ‘shield’ to the- no, no, I need to be more clear. If you can help care for and [i]hide[\i] this hatchling with yours while I do so, I’d most appreciate it.”
Terzi held up a hand.
“Do not view yourself as a shield. Shields can be broken and mended with physical material. You are a person, it takes much more to mend those. Don’t be like Sir Henri, is all I ask. Know that you are more than your honor, your glory, or your heroism.”