71st of Spring, 509 AV
Syveris eyed the boy walking in front of her, wondering how he could be so trusting, specially after last time. True, it had been almost a month before, but Syveris still remembered, and she remembered each single detail, anger boiling inside her and threatening to escape. She just wanted to run towards Vaaron, and hit him, punch him until he begged her for forgiveness.
Which she wouldn't give, because he still hadn't returned the small wood eagle.
But still, she would control herself this time. Because what she was planning would be much sweeter than just punching him in the face. She would get her revenge, and that was the only thing in her mind. The Yasi had wanted to make the other loose his apprenticeship, but she couldn't get near him while he was training, and so, that plan had been spoiled.
However, the perfect opportunity had presented itself when she had skipped her bendi again, deciding to go to the Edge of the World, and try to climb the wall again. She was still having trouble with it, but at last, she was falling less. Vaaron, for some reason Syveris didn't care about, had also been wandering aimless through the Inner Warrens. He had met her, and asked what she was doing, with that stupid grin of his, as if she had to answer the person she hated the most at the time. It was like Vaaron had shrugged it off, or just plainly forgot about it.
Syveris had, at first, wanted to scream at him to leave her alone, but then the idea crossed her mind. The Yasi told the boy she was going to the Edge, to climb it for some excercise. She also commented how hard it was, purposefully wanting the boy to challenge her. At first, he had only said that he could climb it whenever he wanted, but Syveris had provoked him, saying with as much innocence as she could, that she highly doubted he was capable of climbing.
And then, he had made his challenge. His pride wouldn't have allowed him to just shrug it off. No, he had to show how wonderful he was to everyone, even if Syveris wouldn't be convinced by his stupid show.
In short, they were now walking to the Edge, to have a competition about who would be able to climb more without falling. Syveris was sure she wasn't going to win, since she still fell to much for her liking, and she didn't even wanted to compete, she just wanted the boy to climb as much as he could and then fall. Maybe break an arm. It would heal, but it would also be humiliating for his pride, and that was what she was after. And what was better, she wouldn't get hurt, because she would use a rope. The Yasi had seen other climbers fall and be held with a rope, and she trusted the equipment to keep her from falling. But she wouldn't say anything to the boy. And, if he thought about using one, she would say something to discourage him.
The Yasi couldn't hold back the chuckle at the expectative of having her revenge, and Vaaron stopped, looking over his shoulder with distrustful eyes.
"Why are you laughing?" he demanded, as if he could order her around. Syveris huffed.
"I like when the wind blows." it was true, and there was a slight and comfortable breeze, so the lie wouldn't seem out of place. Vaaron frowned.
"You're crazy." but he began to walk again.
"No, you are crazy, if you think I would be nice to you after everything without a second intention." Syveris growled to herself, low enough so the other Yasi wouldn't hear. Please, let us get to the Edge of the World soon. She couldn't wait to see the defeated and humiliated look on his face. He would pay for having bothered her and for having stolen her favorite toy.
Syveris eyed the boy walking in front of her, wondering how he could be so trusting, specially after last time. True, it had been almost a month before, but Syveris still remembered, and she remembered each single detail, anger boiling inside her and threatening to escape. She just wanted to run towards Vaaron, and hit him, punch him until he begged her for forgiveness.
Which she wouldn't give, because he still hadn't returned the small wood eagle.
But still, she would control herself this time. Because what she was planning would be much sweeter than just punching him in the face. She would get her revenge, and that was the only thing in her mind. The Yasi had wanted to make the other loose his apprenticeship, but she couldn't get near him while he was training, and so, that plan had been spoiled.
However, the perfect opportunity had presented itself when she had skipped her bendi again, deciding to go to the Edge of the World, and try to climb the wall again. She was still having trouble with it, but at last, she was falling less. Vaaron, for some reason Syveris didn't care about, had also been wandering aimless through the Inner Warrens. He had met her, and asked what she was doing, with that stupid grin of his, as if she had to answer the person she hated the most at the time. It was like Vaaron had shrugged it off, or just plainly forgot about it.
Syveris had, at first, wanted to scream at him to leave her alone, but then the idea crossed her mind. The Yasi told the boy she was going to the Edge, to climb it for some excercise. She also commented how hard it was, purposefully wanting the boy to challenge her. At first, he had only said that he could climb it whenever he wanted, but Syveris had provoked him, saying with as much innocence as she could, that she highly doubted he was capable of climbing.
And then, he had made his challenge. His pride wouldn't have allowed him to just shrug it off. No, he had to show how wonderful he was to everyone, even if Syveris wouldn't be convinced by his stupid show.
In short, they were now walking to the Edge, to have a competition about who would be able to climb more without falling. Syveris was sure she wasn't going to win, since she still fell to much for her liking, and she didn't even wanted to compete, she just wanted the boy to climb as much as he could and then fall. Maybe break an arm. It would heal, but it would also be humiliating for his pride, and that was what she was after. And what was better, she wouldn't get hurt, because she would use a rope. The Yasi had seen other climbers fall and be held with a rope, and she trusted the equipment to keep her from falling. But she wouldn't say anything to the boy. And, if he thought about using one, she would say something to discourage him.
The Yasi couldn't hold back the chuckle at the expectative of having her revenge, and Vaaron stopped, looking over his shoulder with distrustful eyes.
"Why are you laughing?" he demanded, as if he could order her around. Syveris huffed.
"I like when the wind blows." it was true, and there was a slight and comfortable breeze, so the lie wouldn't seem out of place. Vaaron frowned.
"You're crazy." but he began to walk again.
"No, you are crazy, if you think I would be nice to you after everything without a second intention." Syveris growled to herself, low enough so the other Yasi wouldn't hear. Please, let us get to the Edge of the World soon. She couldn't wait to see the defeated and humiliated look on his face. He would pay for having bothered her and for having stolen her favorite toy.
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