13.Mar.13, 02:10 AM
Is anyone watching? Shanith reassured R'ana the coast was, in fact, clear, the green having trouble figuring out why the woman was so afraid of being caught when she was doing nothing wrong? Unless it was wrong to give a gift? Or was it giving a gift to the weyrwoman that was wrong?
R'ana took a breath and looked around one last time. There were so many places to hide here that someone could easily lurk unseen and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. The small bag she held suddenly felt like it weighed ten pounds instead of a good deal less than one pound.
R'ana looked around once more, then paced around Tsuen's hut. She crept through the flowers in her garden, and opened the bag, placing a statue of a gold dragon curled up in a ball to sleep on her windowsill. The window to her office had been left open, and R'ana took advantage of that to place the tiny figurine on the inside of the windowsill. The statue had been chipped out of a yellow stone with so many flecks of gold that the dragon sparkled, even in the low light of her office. It didn't quite look like Nirinath, the shading was off, and Nirinath wasn't a chubby dragon, like the carved dragon was. But R'ana had thought the weyrwoman would like it.
She didn't however want to attract the attention public support of Tsuen was garner her, or be accused of sucking up, so she had chosen to give the gift this way. She scuttled away from Tsuen's hut, not leaving a note. She never did when she did this. The cloak of anonymity was thin, but it was one of the only things that made her feel safe enough to give anyone anything in this unholy mess of a weyr.
Relieved that she had gotten away with it, R'ana walked over to her green in the gather square and settled by her, smiling brightly up at her. "Thank you." The green nudged her shoulder and R'ana reached to sip from her flask of tea and people watch near the edges of the square, relaxing and totally unaware she had been observed.
R'ana took a breath and looked around one last time. There were so many places to hide here that someone could easily lurk unseen and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. The small bag she held suddenly felt like it weighed ten pounds instead of a good deal less than one pound.
R'ana looked around once more, then paced around Tsuen's hut. She crept through the flowers in her garden, and opened the bag, placing a statue of a gold dragon curled up in a ball to sleep on her windowsill. The window to her office had been left open, and R'ana took advantage of that to place the tiny figurine on the inside of the windowsill. The statue had been chipped out of a yellow stone with so many flecks of gold that the dragon sparkled, even in the low light of her office. It didn't quite look like Nirinath, the shading was off, and Nirinath wasn't a chubby dragon, like the carved dragon was. But R'ana had thought the weyrwoman would like it.
She didn't however want to attract the attention public support of Tsuen was garner her, or be accused of sucking up, so she had chosen to give the gift this way. She scuttled away from Tsuen's hut, not leaving a note. She never did when she did this. The cloak of anonymity was thin, but it was one of the only things that made her feel safe enough to give anyone anything in this unholy mess of a weyr.
Relieved that she had gotten away with it, R'ana walked over to her green in the gather square and settled by her, smiling brightly up at her. "Thank you." The green nudged her shoulder and R'ana reached to sip from her flask of tea and people watch near the edges of the square, relaxing and totally unaware she had been observed.