[PRP] Next to me (Na'ima / Sal)

[Enoh Love]

Sometimes, it was good to get away. Even he had to acknowledge that. Burying himself away with books and experiments were one thing, but it was something else entirely to give himself over to the nostalgia of home.

His head tilted up, catching the heat of the pumpkin sun on his pale face, his hair and robes fluttering in the wind as he sailed down a sandy dune. Skeletal feet cut through the shifting sands with ease, moving quickly down the side of the ever-changing mound.

After a moment his red eyes peeled open, squinting through the blasting sands and glaring sun to catch sight of Na'ima, his charming apprentice, whom he had dragged out for this little field trip. The first in what felt like years.

"Better?" Was all he asked, a mirror of what he had asked her the first time he took her here.

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[Eight]

It was nice to be back to work. Nice to be doing what she loved. Nice to be in a stable, settled environment that reminded her more of home than the pathetic little 'village' they had been forced into back in Amityville. More importantly, it was sometimes nice to get away with her beloved mentor to a place that reminded them of their true home.

She had missed this; the heat of sand, the warmth of the sun, the soft yet gritty texture of the sand beneath bare feet and between her toes as she slid down a mound and pushed against it to use the momentum of her speed to send her up the next one and into the air with a delighted sound. It was out of Na'ima's nature to shout, but her voice was certainly louder than it normally was. Scarves and veils fluttered in the air as she sailed through it, flapping like wings as she descended back to the ground and let herself stumble intentionally. She rolled, laughing with pure joy even as she stopped on her back and laid there, arms by her head and feet sinking into the sand.

"Much better, Mentor." Golden amber eyes looked up at him in pleased crescent shapes, giving away her smile hidden behind the veil over her face. She then raised a hand in silent request for help up.

Enoh Love

 

[Enoh Love]

Unlike Na'ima, Sal didn't allow himself to stumble or fall. He came to a smooth stop beside her once she settled in the sand, and looked down at her, smiling at how comfortable she looked, and how happy. It was nice to roll around in the sand now and then... He had been about to do just that when she answered him, and held up a hand for a quiet plea.

"Me too." He said softly, reaching out to slide his thin, tattooed hand into hers. His grip turned tight and he pulled, doing what he could to help her back to her legs.

"It was time for a break, don't you think?" Once she was back up he released her hand, and started to climb the next dune, his long legs finding ways to step in the sand he had been born into. This peak was taller than the rest, and he was surprisingly eager to get to the top, to see what was on the other side; he hoped the fall would be as long as the climb.

"And I imagine Wrath's organs would also enjoy our trip as well." He added, with a grimly amused chuckle.

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[Eight]

When she felt his hand in hers she grasped it and pulled against him while pushing up with her feet and other hand until she was upright again. She then threw her arms around her mentor with a soft sigh of happiness before freeing her hand from his to dance away in a whirlwind of scarves and veils, her trinkets and jewelry clinking together in a twinkling song. He walked away, climbing up a nearby dune, and she watched him with a smile. "Yes, Mentor. I think we're long, long overdue for a break.."

His organs, huh? Na'ima hummed thoughtfully and began to follow Salbei up the dune, her manner of movement much more eager and young than the elder horseman as she climbed up the dune, occasionally using her hands to pull herself up despite not truly needing to do so. "Mentor, are you saying that perhaps we should take his organs with us?" Just his organs, of course. They could put them in a pretty chest, in a pretty bag, and show them a grand time. "That could be quite fun for them. We should consider it for next time."

Enoh Love