24.Feb.21, 05:46 PM
The continued brushing and dusting made Ferra bat at the man's hand, frowning even more. "Really, I'm quite fine. Thank you but I can handle this myself. Really, I don't need a hea-" the words broke into a startled squeal that quickly turned into a pained whimper as she tried to twist away and take another step. She hadn't noticed it before somehow, but there was a sharp throbbing pain in her knee when she tried to rotate her left leg, and she stumbled back down onto the ground, dropping the terrible book yet again as she clutched the offending limb.
She couldn't have this! How would she do her chores if her knee wasn't working! She didn't want to get into trouble for being lazy. All of Ferra's thoughts left her in a panic as she was suddenly picked up in a very casual manner. "Wha- put me down!" She feebly batted at the man, her face crimson as he carried her off. All she had to do was escape and then she could run and... no. She was being ridiculous, Ferra realized as she crossed her arms stubbornly. She did need to go see a healer for her leg, and she couldn't run even if she did get away. This man was trying to help her and since it seemed she needed it she could at least try to be rude.
That didn't mean she had to trust him though. She'd met a few nice people in the weyrs, like R'dal and some of Fen's other friends, but she knew better than to think everyone was like that. And she was supposed to be practicing being out of her comfort zone and making friends, though she was sure this wasn't what anyone had in mind. She sighed and gently batted at him again. "I'm sorry that you have to carry me. I'm Ferra."
She couldn't have this! How would she do her chores if her knee wasn't working! She didn't want to get into trouble for being lazy. All of Ferra's thoughts left her in a panic as she was suddenly picked up in a very casual manner. "Wha- put me down!" She feebly batted at the man, her face crimson as he carried her off. All she had to do was escape and then she could run and... no. She was being ridiculous, Ferra realized as she crossed her arms stubbornly. She did need to go see a healer for her leg, and she couldn't run even if she did get away. This man was trying to help her and since it seemed she needed it she could at least try to be rude.
That didn't mean she had to trust him though. She'd met a few nice people in the weyrs, like R'dal and some of Fen's other friends, but she knew better than to think everyone was like that. And she was supposed to be practicing being out of her comfort zone and making friends, though she was sure this wasn't what anyone had in mind. She sighed and gently batted at him again. "I'm sorry that you have to carry me. I'm Ferra."