12.Dec.12, 02:44 AM
Aparicus had halted in the hallway, turning slowly enough that she only caught a glance at Nejerc before he stepped through another door. She hesitated a moment, desperate to flee and yet it was against her nature to be rude too… He HAD called out to her. That made her at least obligated to see why, right?
She winced and the little bronze in her arms hissed and bristled now that she’d let go of his head again. Stepping forward slowly, as if ready for some terrifying monster to jump out of the doorway at her upon reaching it, she finally glanced inside to see Nejerc bent over a pile of papers.
“I-I’m sorry N-nejerc… I shouldn’t have followed… to question T-talian.” She said, her stutter from the room still clear on her voice. When she saw that he was looking at the papers, she almost didn’t give it a second thought until a name caught her eyes on it. Blinking, her words caught in her throat as she took a small step closer to glance around the candidate and see just what the paper was.
A list… A list of people who knew about Tansy… The plant that had nearly killed the Weyrleader… A list… of suspects then?
But why was HER NAME on that list?
Her face paled and what tears had been rolling down her cheeks seemed to freeze in place as if her own body temperature had dropped enough to turn them to ice. “N-Nejerc… M-my name… Why is my name on that p-paper?” she asked, her voice gone cold and quiet, barely audible.
Backing up, she held her fire lizard tighter until she bumped the doorframe. Feeling that solid wood behind her, she squeaked and turned to run again, this time a full out sprint as fast as her skirts would allow her legs to carry her away from that place and she refused to listen this time if anyone called out to her. She needed to be someplace safe. Someplace far, far away from that paper… that list… with her name on it.
She winced and the little bronze in her arms hissed and bristled now that she’d let go of his head again. Stepping forward slowly, as if ready for some terrifying monster to jump out of the doorway at her upon reaching it, she finally glanced inside to see Nejerc bent over a pile of papers.
“I-I’m sorry N-nejerc… I shouldn’t have followed… to question T-talian.” She said, her stutter from the room still clear on her voice. When she saw that he was looking at the papers, she almost didn’t give it a second thought until a name caught her eyes on it. Blinking, her words caught in her throat as she took a small step closer to glance around the candidate and see just what the paper was.
A list… A list of people who knew about Tansy… The plant that had nearly killed the Weyrleader… A list… of suspects then?
But why was HER NAME on that list?
Her face paled and what tears had been rolling down her cheeks seemed to freeze in place as if her own body temperature had dropped enough to turn them to ice. “N-Nejerc… M-my name… Why is my name on that p-paper?” she asked, her voice gone cold and quiet, barely audible.
Backing up, she held her fire lizard tighter until she bumped the doorframe. Feeling that solid wood behind her, she squeaked and turned to run again, this time a full out sprint as fast as her skirts would allow her legs to carry her away from that place and she refused to listen this time if anyone called out to her. She needed to be someplace safe. Someplace far, far away from that paper… that list… with her name on it.