To Hunt for What is Already Your's (Blythe)

[Keyta]

After walking around on the beach for what felt like an eternity, Keyta finally found the similar road that was taken when she was injured. She turned around and found the tree that looked very familiar when she was looking up. The little kelvic laid on her back and looked up at the tree, the sun blinded her eyes so she raised a hand to block it out. With her hand in the sky, the tree looked exactly as it did before, so Keyta got back up and started back into the forest. With a straight shot path in mind, Keyta continued away from the sunlight making everything that much easier to see. With her hood still over her head, she felt almost no discomfort as she walked through the white trees that towered over her.

[Blythe]

All they seemed to have were kiwis, and a few strawberries sitting in a bowl. Blythe pulled the bowl of strawberries closer to her, before opening one of the drawers that were attached to her counter, and pulling out a knife. She plucked a single strawberry out of the bowl, and held it delicately between the pale fingertips of her left hand. Her right hand curled around the hilt of the knife, her thumb pressing into the end of the blade closest to it. She raised the blade to the side of the strawberry, and made a thin slice across the top, freeing the flowery green leaflets from the red flesh. She threw the leaflets into a small disposal by the counter, and then sliced the strawberry down the center; from the white portion to the rounded tip. She then threw this back in the bowl with the other strawberries, and repeated the process for all those that remained. When she had finished, Blythe was covered in sticky red strawberry juice, and fine black hairs from the flesh of the fruit. But she ignored this. She reached for one of the kiwis, and cleanly sliced it down the center. A thin trickle of juice poured out, coating Blythe's hands, but she payed it no mind. Instead, she dug her fingers into the edge of the bowl of strawberries, moving them over to one side. When she had made enough room, Blythe stuck the two halves of the kiwi into the bowl, before retracting her fingers. When she was done, she stuck the knife in the sink, and rinsed her fingers off, before retrieving a spork for Keyta to eat the kiwi with. She placed that into the edge of the bowl, and picked it up. "Better be getting this to her now and waking her up, before she sleeps the entire day away," she whispered, as she began to make her way to her room.

[Keyta]

Keyta was walking aimlessly through the forest trying to find her bag. When almost all of her hope was lost, she finally got a little lucky and found the bag still with all of her possessions inside. Excitement flowed throughout her body as she threw on her tunic again for old time's sake and kept the hood of the robe over her face. Still limping, she began to run as fast as she could to get back to Blythe's home before she was discovered leaving. Something in her heart felt different now every time she thought about Blythe. Not able to put her finger on it, she ignored it for the time being and kept up her pace trying to make up ground.

[Blythe]

Blythe reached her room within a few strides, and nudged open the door, which was now slightly ajar, with her shoulder. "Are you awake Keyta?" Blythe called, her voice sweet, like honey. "We had some extra fruit for you to try. Strawberries and kiwis, aren't they your favorite?" she asked, as the door swung back all the way, ramming itself slightly into the wall. As the door parted for her, Blythe began to make her way to her night stand, and delicately, she set the bowl of fruit down, careful not to spill its contents over the side. When she heard the soft chink of wood against wood, Blythe got her first good look at her bed. Lavender-colored sheets were sprawled over the mattress, the corners dripping down the side of the bed frame and onto the floor. The bottom sheet was wrinkled, most harshly creased towards the center of the bed, where Keyta had been laying earlier in the day. The pillow was in a similar state of disarray, and if the Konti looked closely enough, she could have sworn she could make out the precise positioning of the girl's body just before she got up. As Blythe stood, staring at her bed, her heart fell, and her eyes grew wide. "Keyta? Keyta!" she called, wondering where on earth the girl could have gotten to with a broken leg. Surely, hopefully, for her own sake, it wasn't very far from Blythe's cottage. "Oh Keyta, where are you?" Blythe called, as she walked back out into the hallway, trying to determine if she was still in the house, with someone else. But Blythe was the only one home. "Oh, hopefully the poor girl is ok," Blythe whispered as she glanced into all the rooms. "And hopefully she has a good explanation for her leaving... assuming she does come back. Maybe she doesn't like it here?"

[Keyta]

Struggling to keep her injured self balanced while moving as fast as she can, Keyta finally managed to touch the door and let out a silent sigh of relief. The lost bag was found, the home was easily found, and Blythe was, 'no where to be seen?' Keyta thought. A quickly glance to the right showed her door opened with the light of the sun trickling out, a glance to the left showed a table with a bowl in the center of it. Keyta's right foot, the un-injured leg, stepped inside first, barely a sound as it touched the hard floor. The casted left leg thudded into the house, and it echoed through the seemingly empty home. An odd sense of silence struck the little kelvic girl as she once again began to look for Blythe. The urge to drive her face into Blythe's chest was over-whelming the child as she missed Blythe a lot for a reason she could not remember.

[Blythe]

After having gone out for a quick walk around her family's cottage and the surrounding area, to see if Keyta had settled into a nearby tree, or gone looking for her, Blythe returned to her home. The door was still dangling slightly ajar, as if to invite the young Kelvic home should she return before Blythe did. Blythe quickly pushed this to the side, and allowed herself in, causing a few of the floorboards to creak as she stepped, ever so heavily on her feet, obviously disheartened now that her friend, and patient was missing. "Oh where could that girl have gone?" Blythe wondered, as the last of her tears dried, and her puffy red eyes and cheeks began to die down. She cast her gaze down as she walked through the seemingly empty halls; not bothering to truly look up as sunlight trickled through the front door, and tickled her back; urging her to cheer up, at least a little bit. Heavily, the woman sighed, as she settled down in her seat at the kitchen table, staring down at her horribly messy, blotchy red canvas. "Avalis watch over her," was all she whispered before looking up, when she heard one of the floorboards creak. "Who is it?" she called, her voice a little shaky. OOCWORST. POST. EVER. SORRY.

[Keyta]

Keyta found her bag, found her way back home, and now, there was no one there. Walking in circles in her room, the kelvic was trying to figure out what to do next, so many thoughts, each of them further disobeying Blythe. Maybe Blythe left her cause she had disobeyed, and now Keyta was going to be alone for the rest of her life, the very thought sent chills down the girl's back. Time passed and Keyta was still making circles, suddenly a call from a familiar voice, "Who is it?" No thought was needed, Keyta knew who that voice belonged to, and Keyta ran with all the energy she had straight toward Blythe. With joy in her heart, Keyta jumped in the air and landed on top of Blythe hugging her and knocking the both of them over onto the floor. The kelvic's head was nestled between Blythe's chest and neck and arms were securely wrapped around Blythe. All other thoughts faded from Keyta's mind and only that of Blythe and her remained in her head. Happiness flooded her body to the point it made her begin to cry, tears fled from her eyes and were shared with her pinned companion.

[Blythe]

Blythe could hear tiny footsteps pounding against the hardwood floor long before she saw Keyta lunge for her, easily tackling the unprepared, and somewhat startled Konti to the ground. When her head hit the floor, Blythe scrunched her eyes shut and bit her bottom lip, but left her pain and discomfort unvoiced, as a sharp, lightning bolt of pain shot through her skull. "Well hello to you too!" she said, as she let go of her bottom lip and opened her eyes to look at the young Kelvic. The poor girl seemingly distressed. "It's ok Keyta," Blythe whispered, as he began rubbing her back in the slightest of circles. "There's no need to cry," she went on, simply allowing the two to remain hugging each other for awhile, before she finally said, "but we should really get back up, and put you back into bed. You never should have left you know. Because you could use all the rest you could need to get yourself healed, and ready to walk again." There was a slight pause as Blythe delicately rocked her body forward, trying to get herself to sit up even with Keyta's weight pushing down on her chest, and knocking some of the air out of her lungs; keeping them from filling up completely with each breath that she took. "Come on Keyta, we can even read a story or something. Maybe draw for a bit and get something into your stomach. After all, you must be hungry by now... and we still do have your favorite, freshly cut fruit," Blythe added with a smile, honestly hoping that it would be enough to convince Keyta to go back to the bed she so seemed to despise. OOCSorry this is awful. Feel free to wrap up.

[Cachet]

Blythe SKILLS Painting:3 LORE How not to keep an eye on someone Misc Notes: It was interesting to see BLythe paint. It is a first for me and it was good to see how you drew out each little part of her actions. Even if it was to draw tiem out for Keyta. Keyta SKILLS Land Navigation: 2 Tracking:1 LORE Pushing through discomfort Making a makeshift sunblock Misc Notes: I liked reading about the bond between Blythe and Keyta. It was interesting and made me smile. She is such a mother to you Keyta. Anyway it was a pleasure as always. Anything seem out of place? Any questions please feel free to contact me ASAP.