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Post by shawncameron on Mar 28, 2006 21:34:09 GMT -5
Unlike Daine, S’hon did not want to argue, if it really meant that much to her she could win, he didn’t care anymore as long as his brain decided to quite slamming into the back of his eyes for a few moments at least it would all be ok. His hand still covering his face he arched an unseen eyebrow at her ‘perhaps’ suspecting it as being the mockery of his own. “Yes perhaps… but then perhaps not, I am in your room after all…” boy was that the truth, and what was more he was STILL there.
He finally dropped his hand finding it not helping and just making his sore arms even sorer. “About five minuets with the dose we took.” He was speaking strangely informally though his voice was still the cold emotionless void it always was. He cursed silently in his head leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, the black hair that could not be tied back hiding his face as his long ponytail flopped unnoticed over his shoulder. He had work to do today… it was true he didn’t have to do Daine’s chores anymore but he still had his, amongst other things, and with her helping him he would have to help her whether E’mon liked it or not it was the gentlemanly thing to do and S’hon would do it for anyone who helped him though… he would never except help from anyone.
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Post by fallinrayne216 on Apr 17, 2006 14:45:41 GMT -5
Veralidaine sighed after almost five minutes passed in silence...and the hangover was lessening to the amount that she didn't have to close her eyes and sit still anymore. Well, it was better to get the chores over with while she had the time. That way she could have time to herself to mull things over before she went to bed again. Tomorrow everything would be clearer...she knew it would be. Now, first things first: S'hon's chores. What were they again? And where should they start?
"Feeling better yet? You'd better because I want to go get started on your chores first. That way you can be rid of me that much sooner." Pushing herself up into a sitting position, she waited for him to respond. Then she continued, not wasting any time. "So what's first?" Her stomach growled rudely, and her hand quickly covered it, although it could do nothing against the empty feeling inside. She was hungry. As the alcohol left her system, so it needed to fill up on food.
"Maybe we should eat first..." Eat with him? She had done it before...what was so wrong with this? Did she fear the same thing that happened last night? No, she wouldn't do that again. She would supress the small feeling that wanted to do it again and never again drink so much. Besides, the Weyr was expecting the Hatching to take place any moment, and she actually did want to go. So if they did their chores as fast as possible, the Hatching might take place...being followed by the Hatching Feast. She knew she would go to that...even if she didn't know why.
((sorry so late x.x))
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Post by shawncameron on Apr 17, 2006 20:30:04 GMT -5
“No…” S’hon answered truthfully, well truthfully his head and his muscles didn’t hurt much anymore but in the end he was still worse for the were… he was still there and he could not get his mind off of how he had acted that night and the scars that had opened hurt far more then the ace of his back and the throbbing of is head. “But I’ll live.” He moved to stand, repressing a groan as he straightened holding his head high and his shoulders back, proud despite his own self-doubt.
Her stomach growled audibly making him arch his eyebrow again, “Yes, lets get something to eat.” Then chores, “I only have Paperwork today so… we can do your work first.” He needed to write up that report for E’mon on the Weyrlings he had suggested the last time they had talked. What exactly Daine could do to help him with that he didn’t know… perhaps she could just file the stuff he already had out, it would only take a few minuets then they could go their separate ways.
((Yay! You’re alive!!! I missed you!!))
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Post by fallinrayne216 on Apr 17, 2006 21:21:59 GMT -5
Maybe he should have taken more fellis juice. Daine eyed the final contents and was debating whether or not to shove the rest of it down his throat. He had better start feeling better soon if tonight was the night she thought it would be. Not that she wanted him there for her...but E'mion would surely miss his Wingsecond if he wasn't at the party. Yes, that was it. Then how come you have to reassure yourself of it so much? Quiet, Wes. If I want your comments I'll ask for them.
Her response was completely uncalled for, but she was still irritable from the flashbacks of the previous night and the throbbing that seemed to lay just beneath the surface in her head. She would make sure to stock up on more fellis juice tomorrow for emergency situations such as these. Turning her attention back to S'hon, she nodded and rose as he did. Just paperwork? Now how was she supposed to help with that? Maybe she could copy things down for him...
Well, since S'hon knew what the paperwork was on he could tell her what to do...and that would be the only time he could do such a thing. So first would be her chores..."Kitchen Duty." she muttered, unhappy with her day's chores. She had to help clean all the dishes and then put them back in the right shelves. Well, she could clean if he could put them all away in the correct location. It didn't hit her until then that he had said he would help her with her chores.
"Wait, I'm doing my chores. You go eat and when I'm done I'll grab a quick bite before your chores." She wasn't going to have him helping her as if she needed him. No, she couldn't do that. Her pride wouldn't allow it. But first...she looked down at her clothes from the last night. Maybe she should change...Her eyes looked to S'hon, who was also wearing his clothes from the last night. "Should we maybe...change first? Unless you're fine in those clothes..."
((I missed you too!! XD))
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