25.Jun.13, 09:31 PM
Mud hissed and Ameris started with surprise when R’nya dropped a fruit in her lap. She hadn’t even heard him come up to her, much less settle himself on the ground next to her and a lack of awareness in her surroundings was a far cry from normal. Her body tensed preparing to jump up and flee but the single word spoken in a tone that brooked no argument froze her where she was. Dark eyes widened, the whites visible around the near black irises, as his hand lifted to the stark bruise lining her jaw. She twitched, flinching as his hand touched the skin above the bruise softly, gently and she trembled.
She had avoided R’nya, avoided him like the plague and had been closed mouthed and silent when she couldn’t. Of any person in the weyr, whether subconsciously or consciously, Ameris knew a simple lie or excuse wouldn't fly, so had heaved a sigh of relief with the stoic bronzerider had seemingly given up on finding the answers. But if this very moment was anything to go by, that sigh of relief was short lived.
A scathing retort and denial was on the tip of her tongue but when she opened her mouth to say the words she wanted to, R'nya's calm even tone broke her. A tear slipped down her cheek, followed closely by another and then another until with a choked cry she buried her face in her hands. Her body shuddered with the force of her sobs as she cried out ten years worth of tears. Tears that had been buried deep under mountains of armor.
She didn't know how long the sobs wracked her body when she finally stopped but stop they did. With a sniffle and a quick dash of her fingers she mumbled an apology before turning tear bright eyes to R'nya. "It wasn't always like this, you know. He used to be nice and full of fun," she started before stopping abruptly as she tossed the small fruit from hand to hand. She was breaking a cardinal rule. One that could very well make this all worse than it had been.
She had avoided R’nya, avoided him like the plague and had been closed mouthed and silent when she couldn’t. Of any person in the weyr, whether subconsciously or consciously, Ameris knew a simple lie or excuse wouldn't fly, so had heaved a sigh of relief with the stoic bronzerider had seemingly given up on finding the answers. But if this very moment was anything to go by, that sigh of relief was short lived.
A scathing retort and denial was on the tip of her tongue but when she opened her mouth to say the words she wanted to, R'nya's calm even tone broke her. A tear slipped down her cheek, followed closely by another and then another until with a choked cry she buried her face in her hands. Her body shuddered with the force of her sobs as she cried out ten years worth of tears. Tears that had been buried deep under mountains of armor.
She didn't know how long the sobs wracked her body when she finally stopped but stop they did. With a sniffle and a quick dash of her fingers she mumbled an apology before turning tear bright eyes to R'nya. "It wasn't always like this, you know. He used to be nice and full of fun," she started before stopping abruptly as she tossed the small fruit from hand to hand. She was breaking a cardinal rule. One that could very well make this all worse than it had been.