06.Jun.18, 08:39 AM
Madiquel had been dropped off by R’nya well into the afternoon. She was really appreciative of the fact that the Weyrleader hadn’t rushed her time with Ayontay after his Impression, and the way her best friend let her help tend to the precious bronze. Madiquel was still having trouble wrapping her mind around it all when they left Ista, and the cold of between hadn’t helped much. Honestly, it had mostly just reminded her of the tragedy that had also happened at the Hatching. Unfortunately, R’nya intimidated Madiquel and she didn’t have the courage to ask him any of the questions that were burning her up by the time he landed near her and her Papa’s weyr.
After thanking R’nya politely, Madiquel dashed inside the weyr, leaving the Weyrleader to watch her in a bemused fashion before making his own way home. Getting inside, Madiquel tossed her bag into her bedroom, and then ran back out, looking around for her Papa. It didn’t take long to find the man, though he looked slightly harried. Had she woken him up? “Papa!” Madiquel exclaimed, throwing herself at the man and hugging him tightly around the neck. She’d clung to him for several minutes before he’d asked how her trip had been. Madiquel extracted herself and shook her head gently, begging for a bath and a night in her own bed before she delved back into that. She didn’t even tell him Ayontay had Impressed.
After bathing, and picking at a bit of fruit for dinner, Madiquel had collapsed into her cold but welcoming bed and easily fallen asleep. Unfortunately, her dreams were erratic and tormented; she woke up screaming, just two or three hours after she’d gone to bed. “Papa!” she shrieked, sitting upright in bed, hair tousled from her restless sleep, bursting into tears as her beloved father came into the room.
After thanking R’nya politely, Madiquel dashed inside the weyr, leaving the Weyrleader to watch her in a bemused fashion before making his own way home. Getting inside, Madiquel tossed her bag into her bedroom, and then ran back out, looking around for her Papa. It didn’t take long to find the man, though he looked slightly harried. Had she woken him up? “Papa!” Madiquel exclaimed, throwing herself at the man and hugging him tightly around the neck. She’d clung to him for several minutes before he’d asked how her trip had been. Madiquel extracted herself and shook her head gently, begging for a bath and a night in her own bed before she delved back into that. She didn’t even tell him Ayontay had Impressed.
After bathing, and picking at a bit of fruit for dinner, Madiquel had collapsed into her cold but welcoming bed and easily fallen asleep. Unfortunately, her dreams were erratic and tormented; she woke up screaming, just two or three hours after she’d gone to bed. “Papa!” she shrieked, sitting upright in bed, hair tousled from her restless sleep, bursting into tears as her beloved father came into the room.