27.Jan.16, 09:46 PM
V’ler had been close to flipping Indivara off when she finally made her way to the bedroom but that required too much energy. She also managed to earn back some favour in that short time by placing the cool damp cloth on his forehead. A sigh of relief was instant and V’ler mumbled a quiet word of thanks. Speaking, he had found earlier when telling his flitters to calm down, led to more coughing. In fact, turning over led to more coughing, and coughing led to more coughing. It was a horrible state of existence he was caught up in and even sleep didn’t seem to be that great a relief since he woke up coughing.
He had yet to actually open his eyes and look at the girl that was currently his saviour and there was a moment where he almost didn’t, thinking an attempt at sleeping again seemed wonderful, but he had heard that glass get set aside and V’ler was suddenly rather thirsty. His throat was getting a bit raw as well from the constant assault brought on by treacherous lungs so he finally had green eyes fluttering open to look over at Indivara. “I told Veeth I was fine,” his voice came out a whisper that broke twice as his vocal chords tried to warm up. He wasn’t too concerned; that sort of thing happened at times so soon after waking.
As he struggled to sit up for that drink of water he craved, V’ler gave a whimper of pain. Back muscles and right in his chest between his lungs hurt a lot more than he had been expecting. It brought him back to the days he spent as a Harper going between Holds and singing songs about the dragonriders that not everyone had appreciated. He had been jumped after performances and given a heavy-handed – or booted – reminder that not everyone thought that way anymore. Shoving those happy memories aside, V’ler grabbed the glass of water and chugged half of it back which earned another appreciative sigh before it was set back down. The cloth was retrieved from his lap and set back on his forehead when he laid down again.
“I just need some sleep. A lot of it,” and with that, his own lesson about not talking too much was remembered as he started coughing again. V’ler turned his head away from Indivara, trying to cough into his pillow.
He had yet to actually open his eyes and look at the girl that was currently his saviour and there was a moment where he almost didn’t, thinking an attempt at sleeping again seemed wonderful, but he had heard that glass get set aside and V’ler was suddenly rather thirsty. His throat was getting a bit raw as well from the constant assault brought on by treacherous lungs so he finally had green eyes fluttering open to look over at Indivara. “I told Veeth I was fine,” his voice came out a whisper that broke twice as his vocal chords tried to warm up. He wasn’t too concerned; that sort of thing happened at times so soon after waking.
As he struggled to sit up for that drink of water he craved, V’ler gave a whimper of pain. Back muscles and right in his chest between his lungs hurt a lot more than he had been expecting. It brought him back to the days he spent as a Harper going between Holds and singing songs about the dragonriders that not everyone had appreciated. He had been jumped after performances and given a heavy-handed – or booted – reminder that not everyone thought that way anymore. Shoving those happy memories aside, V’ler grabbed the glass of water and chugged half of it back which earned another appreciative sigh before it was set back down. The cloth was retrieved from his lap and set back on his forehead when he laid down again.
“I just need some sleep. A lot of it,” and with that, his own lesson about not talking too much was remembered as he started coughing again. V’ler turned his head away from Indivara, trying to cough into his pillow.