02-12-2020, 06:37 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Ada.
Even having steeled herself for the answer, Rin still flinched at the name that left Reed's mouth. Ada. A name that she might have considered pretty, had it belonged to literally anyone else. A name she'd heard whispered by all manner of creatures before... before everything went wrong.
Having had her fears confirmed didn't stop her from approaching the bag in Reed's paw, peering into it. There was no reason to, other than sick curiosity. Nothing of value to her would be found in that bag, just crystals and stones laced with the worst the world had to offer.
There it was- a silver necklace, set with rubies.
All she could do was stare, revulsion and rage filling her at the sight of the polished surfaces. Almost five years had passed, and yet this necklace was still in good condition- better than any wandering kid could have restored it given a few months. She had cared for this thing for several years.
Rin wanted to snatch it up and let her flames melt it down. It wouldn't have been the first time she'd destroyed something of objective material value out of spite. She'd been willing to forgive once, back when she was under the impression that she was the only child Ada had thrown out- but no, now she had Reed as living proof that Ada was the problem. She could feel the scars lining her form heating up, could taste the smoke on her own breath.
Part of her wished Ada really was here now, so she could-
Cutting that thought short, Rin tore her gaze away from the necklace. No, if she let herself go down that spiral, she risked actually setting something on fire- the territory most likely, and possibly those around her too. Nemhain would already be upset enough at the sudden burst of anger from her end of the bond, never mind if someone actually got hurt. Sinking her claws into the snow, she imagined the cold spreading through her form, the heat flowing away from any outlets and back into her core.
Inhaling deeply, she shook her head. "You'll need a place to stay, then," she said quietly, looking over at Goatus, then back at Reed. "Between travels, at least. The sea town might be better for stowing your wares, but the mountain camp might be better for her. You're welcome to either." He hadn't even announced any intent to join, but she still ought to be sure he had access to shelter if he wanted it. However long he and his goat had gone without a roof over their heads- she estimated three months, but she could easily be wrong- it was too long.
Even having steeled herself for the answer, Rin still flinched at the name that left Reed's mouth. Ada. A name that she might have considered pretty, had it belonged to literally anyone else. A name she'd heard whispered by all manner of creatures before... before everything went wrong.
Having had her fears confirmed didn't stop her from approaching the bag in Reed's paw, peering into it. There was no reason to, other than sick curiosity. Nothing of value to her would be found in that bag, just crystals and stones laced with the worst the world had to offer.
There it was- a silver necklace, set with rubies.
All she could do was stare, revulsion and rage filling her at the sight of the polished surfaces. Almost five years had passed, and yet this necklace was still in good condition- better than any wandering kid could have restored it given a few months. She had cared for this thing for several years.
Rin wanted to snatch it up and let her flames melt it down. It wouldn't have been the first time she'd destroyed something of objective material value out of spite. She'd been willing to forgive once, back when she was under the impression that she was the only child Ada had thrown out- but no, now she had Reed as living proof that Ada was the problem. She could feel the scars lining her form heating up, could taste the smoke on her own breath.
Part of her wished Ada really was here now, so she could-
Cutting that thought short, Rin tore her gaze away from the necklace. No, if she let herself go down that spiral, she risked actually setting something on fire- the territory most likely, and possibly those around her too. Nemhain would already be upset enough at the sudden burst of anger from her end of the bond, never mind if someone actually got hurt. Sinking her claws into the snow, she imagined the cold spreading through her form, the heat flowing away from any outlets and back into her core.
Inhaling deeply, she shook her head. "You'll need a place to stay, then," she said quietly, looking over at Goatus, then back at Reed. "Between travels, at least. The sea town might be better for stowing your wares, but the mountain camp might be better for her. You're welcome to either." He hadn't even announced any intent to join, but she still ought to be sure he had access to shelter if he wanted it. However long he and his goat had gone without a roof over their heads- she estimated three months, but she could easily be wrong- it was too long.
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