07.Aug.18, 06:08 AM
Indivara laughed softly, shaking her head at R’vi and then leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees, after putting her almost-empty glass of juice on the floor, and then her chin in her hands. She watched R’vi’s face quietly as he seemed to ponder on something, resisting the urge to tease him about thinking too hard and hurting himself. The single word that fell away into silence had Indivara raising an eyebrow at him; “Go on,” she said mildly, and then waited.
The question that finally was aired had Indivara sitting up straight and she stared blankly at R’vi for several moments, not sure what to make of his question. “No,” she said flatly, frowning in confusion and more than a little irritation. “Landslide.” She said stiffly, refusing to add any more than that. Her younger brother and her mother had been the only relatives she had, aside from Varlea, and Indivara knew R’vi wasn’t talking about her daughter. Besides family, all of Indivara’s closest friends had Impressed, most of them well before Venseth had found her.
Indivara stood up, irritated at R’vi’s question, irritated at her emotional response to it, and suddenly irritated that Val still wasn’t home. What was he doing? He’d been gone for hours. Indivara huffed to herself and stalked off towards the kitchen before stalking back and snatching up her cup from the floor with a filthy look at R’vi. She made her way back to the kitchen and refilled her cup; drinking half of it, Indivara returned to her spot on the couch and sat down, still glaring daggers at R’vi.
The question that finally was aired had Indivara sitting up straight and she stared blankly at R’vi for several moments, not sure what to make of his question. “No,” she said flatly, frowning in confusion and more than a little irritation. “Landslide.” She said stiffly, refusing to add any more than that. Her younger brother and her mother had been the only relatives she had, aside from Varlea, and Indivara knew R’vi wasn’t talking about her daughter. Besides family, all of Indivara’s closest friends had Impressed, most of them well before Venseth had found her.
Indivara stood up, irritated at R’vi’s question, irritated at her emotional response to it, and suddenly irritated that Val still wasn’t home. What was he doing? He’d been gone for hours. Indivara huffed to herself and stalked off towards the kitchen before stalking back and snatching up her cup from the floor with a filthy look at R’vi. She made her way back to the kitchen and refilled her cup; drinking half of it, Indivara returned to her spot on the couch and sat down, still glaring daggers at R’vi.