025. Cast Your Gaze Up - February/March - Rambles & Snippets - Fiction[NET]
The heist went well but Vera was distracted. The thoughts of the bartender were lasting in her mind yet… she felt a little silly, or perhaps embarrassed to be so caught up from one little nice night with some girl.
Maybe if she spoke to someone about it… but no. Jairdan would never understand or he would and he’d only tease her about it for months… yet she wanted to go back there to the tavern and pay the girl another visit. She’d have to tell him though, she wasn’t about to lie. When Jairdan got all excited about a heist and then it was taken just before them by other pirates or something else stopped them from getting their hands on it he was in the worst mood until their next successful heist, whether that was in a day or another month. He had an uncanny sense of these things as well, and if she made up a heist just so they could be back in the area… then they went and there was nothing there he’d be able to tell in an instant. She sighed. She really had no idea what to do and the stupid craving to go see if the bartender girl remembered her or not was getting stronger as each day passed.
“Go get some sleep.” Jairdan came in and took over from her in the cockpit, his hair ruffled from a few hours sleep. He usually had it tied up in a spiky ponytail and she rarely saw it out. It made him look like an entirely different person, younger and more cheerful. It softened his face, framed his eyes, and for many other reasons too he kept it tied back tightly, making his eyes look colder and more glaring.
“You should leave your hair out more often.” Vera hid a yawn behind a hand, glad she could go and think of nothings and… perhaps that girl too.
“Nah.” He shrugged it off. “Makes me look like a wimp.”
She was nearly out of earshot when he called her back.
“I won’t have you moping about the place. We can stop there in a week, okay? After these next two heists… we need the money for Shaelt.”
She was stunned. She knew that they both knew each other very well but it seemed like something… he’d just avoid.
“Jairdan.. I-”
“Don’t get all soppy on me. Go get some sleep.”
Vera left, still slightly bewildered and Jairdan sighed once he was alone. Girls. Huh. Why had he ever decided to partner with one?
Once the ship was quiet he set her on auto-pilot and left the cockpit, lying out on the top level of the ship, gazing up through the glass roof of the ship.
“Cast your gaze up…” he mused aloud. Stars held all the answers, or at least skies did. What was he going to do if… but no. She wouldn’t. …Would she? Of course she wouldn’t. His gut instinct was wrong.
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Maybe if she spoke to someone about it… but no. Jairdan would never understand or he would and he’d only tease her about it for months… yet she wanted to go back there to the tavern and pay the girl another visit. She’d have to tell him though, she wasn’t about to lie. When Jairdan got all excited about a heist and then it was taken just before them by other pirates or something else stopped them from getting their hands on it he was in the worst mood until their next successful heist, whether that was in a day or another month. He had an uncanny sense of these things as well, and if she made up a heist just so they could be back in the area… then they went and there was nothing there he’d be able to tell in an instant. She sighed. She really had no idea what to do and the stupid craving to go see if the bartender girl remembered her or not was getting stronger as each day passed.
“Go get some sleep.” Jairdan came in and took over from her in the cockpit, his hair ruffled from a few hours sleep. He usually had it tied up in a spiky ponytail and she rarely saw it out. It made him look like an entirely different person, younger and more cheerful. It softened his face, framed his eyes, and for many other reasons too he kept it tied back tightly, making his eyes look colder and more glaring.
“You should leave your hair out more often.” Vera hid a yawn behind a hand, glad she could go and think of nothings and… perhaps that girl too.
“Nah.” He shrugged it off. “Makes me look like a wimp.”
She was nearly out of earshot when he called her back.
“I won’t have you moping about the place. We can stop there in a week, okay? After these next two heists… we need the money for Shaelt.”
She was stunned. She knew that they both knew each other very well but it seemed like something… he’d just avoid.
“Jairdan.. I-”
“Don’t get all soppy on me. Go get some sleep.”
Vera left, still slightly bewildered and Jairdan sighed once he was alone. Girls. Huh. Why had he ever decided to partner with one?
Once the ship was quiet he set her on auto-pilot and left the cockpit, lying out on the top level of the ship, gazing up through the glass roof of the ship.
“Cast your gaze up…” he mused aloud. Stars held all the answers, or at least skies did. What was he going to do if… but no. She wouldn’t. …Would she? Of course she wouldn’t. His gut instinct was wrong.
<--- 024. Fruit || 026. Dragons --->