In Which There is Much to do in Too Little Time [complete]
Characters: Micas, Hardy, Simera, Rory, Tyr, Linex, Silence
Content: Finally getting shit done!? Probably not . . .
Setting: In and outside the library
Warnings: Language, likely.
Micas was not sure if she would be able to explain to Linex, in her limited capacity, that Simera had been referring to the planet itself. And Simera was falling asleep, now that she was clean and warm. And still naked. Micas grabbed her shirt, blood free from her earlier washing, and now dry from being beside the fire, and wrapped the child concealingly in the warm fur.
She looked up to Linex, and traced an outline in the air, like Ana or Ares were shaped. Then she traced a circle and patted the ground beside her.
Picking Simera up again and carrying the limp child on her hip, she then took Hardy's hand, since the young man looked dead on his feet. She took both of them back inside the library to look for a safe and out of the way place for them to get some much needed rest. Peeking into a few of the rooms, she noticed one had a pile of fabric in it, and after checking to make sure nothing unpleasant hid under them, she placed Simera down in one part of the nest, and pointed for Hardy to join her, placing her hands under the side of her head and closing her eyes.
Then she made her way back out into the library, stretching a little and mentally preparing herself for the task ahead. She was grateful that the Red Hunter seemed content to watch over them for now. Maybe they would actually have a few hours of peace, and she could finish teaching at least Tyr, if not Linex as well, how to make the most use out of an animal carcass.
Content: Finally getting shit done!? Probably not . . .
Setting: In and outside the library
Warnings: Language, likely.
Micas was not sure if she would be able to explain to Linex, in her limited capacity, that Simera had been referring to the planet itself. And Simera was falling asleep, now that she was clean and warm. And still naked. Micas grabbed her shirt, blood free from her earlier washing, and now dry from being beside the fire, and wrapped the child concealingly in the warm fur.
She looked up to Linex, and traced an outline in the air, like Ana or Ares were shaped. Then she traced a circle and patted the ground beside her.
Picking Simera up again and carrying the limp child on her hip, she then took Hardy's hand, since the young man looked dead on his feet. She took both of them back inside the library to look for a safe and out of the way place for them to get some much needed rest. Peeking into a few of the rooms, she noticed one had a pile of fabric in it, and after checking to make sure nothing unpleasant hid under them, she placed Simera down in one part of the nest, and pointed for Hardy to join her, placing her hands under the side of her head and closing her eyes.
Then she made her way back out into the library, stretching a little and mentally preparing herself for the task ahead. She was grateful that the Red Hunter seemed content to watch over them for now. Maybe they would actually have a few hours of peace, and she could finish teaching at least Tyr, if not Linex as well, how to make the most use out of an animal carcass.