[PRP] Circling Inwards (A'zota/Niika)

[demon_pachabel]

She'd had no expectations for coming. Niika had no expectations to see a dragon calling for her. She'd still found some sad knot in her heart when everything was said and done - perhaps that now this was her life. Now she was a bystander, watching what once had been hers. The feeling was tucked away by the time Niika had changed into something more appropriate for a Feast than an appearance of bleary awakening.

Then she'd sought out the one person who's company she'd wanted. "You and Eriath will have your hands full, A'zota," if he had his attention more on the new Weyrlings than on her, she'd not have blamed him. Been a little jealous, perhaps, but understood. "Think you have any time on your hands to spare for me right now?"

Tsunake

 

[Tsunake]

The Hatching had gone better than expected, considering the last few disasters he'd personally supervised. Still, there was a constant weariness that shrouded the man, pulling at the bags under his eyes and coloring his eyes red with lack of sleep. Eriath, as always, served as a constant balm against his thoughts, but someone else soon spoke and dragged his attention away from the internal.

He watched Niika for a moment, briefly forgetting the Weyrlings that were now under his careful eye. "Always," His voice was a dry rasp, but his lips quirked upward in a parody of amusement. "But they're being looked over right now." So, yes, he had some time.

Wordlessly, he held out a hand in an invitation to dance. Elsewhere, Eriath crooned her wordless approval.

demon_pachabel

 

[demon_pachabel]

He really looked awful. Niika made a mental note to see him to food and a drink before she went home - a thought she didn't linger in for long. High Reaches was her home. She was determined she'd be back one way or another.

She couldn't help but smile back at him, reaching out to take his hand as it was offered. If she squeezed a little, it was not from lack of trying not to. "I'm sure you'll still keep at least one eye on them," she'd have made a joke about two eyes, Eriath's, but she couldn't help but notice a certain bronze out in the bowl who may have been more what she wanted to pay attention to. Still, she couldn't help but inwardly hope that maybe for a while she could be the only thing he wanted to look at.

A little selfishness she couldn't get rid of.

Tsunake

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