What the Heck did you do to my Aeries?!?(Turrin)

by **Drusilla** on March 31st, 2015, 7:36 am

There it was, the drop of her stomach. He was leaving again. "I-I is that so?" Drusilla dared not look at him, instead she continued replacing things and refilling pots around the room. "Just... be safe." Whatever that meant anymore. Whatever anything meant anymore... She put on her best false smile, "I'm glad I was able to show you my handiwork. Even more so glad you liked it." She looked toward the door, "But sadly Turrin I have my work to return to." Drusilla chuckled softly. "You know how life and work is here, no rest for the wicked." With that she began to absentmindedly mutter a list of work under her breath. "and those alterations to those pants, whatever that person did to that shirt, they requested several pairs of bryda..." Lies, all of them, spider spun lies.

She flashed that smile again, "Pardon my exit." Turning to the remains, she bowed and picked up the spoiled offerings that she had placed in a basket took her leave. The basket was dropped off outside the door to the Aeries and the spider made her way to her room locking the door behind her. Now she could stop the charade. Her back against the door she slowly slid down hugging her knees as she sat there. Drusilla didn't know what hurt worse, being Turrin's second choice or... This. Whatever 'this' was. Another rejection she knew that much. But then again, when in life had she ever been good enough?

Getting to all fours, she moved slowly to the nitch in the wall and climbed up into it. The Symenestra sleeping hole in the wall comforted her some. It held a safety of sorts. Safe enough she could unravel here and sob silently. Her stomach ready to retch any contents in her system, but she fought it down. Soon enough, the spider would cry herself to sleep and be at peace for a short time.

by **Turrin** on April 6th, 2015, 9:21 pm

Turrin looked up at Drusilla and waited for her reaction. He hoped the symenestra didn't think that he was running away because he wasn't. He just needed time to mourn for Syveris and stay away from Wind Reach for time till he figures out his place in the city. At the moment, he felt more and more like a outsider everyday since the riots. Lately he had been getting nasty looks from the lower castes, so maybe it would be best to stay away from the city or start hanging out with his caste more. Maybe the lower caste will forget his involvement in the riots; however, sacrificing a Dek to Myri wasn't something the lower castes would forget for a long time, so it might be safer for Drusilla if he just disappeared for a time till everything blew over. Turrin hoped Drusilla would understand, but as he watched her make her quick exit. He knew that she truly didn't understand his reason for leaving again.

When Turrin heard something drop onto the ground outside the room, the myrian looked at the door for a tick. Turrin just sat back and looked at the burnt skulls sitting on the alter, and he wondered what his sister and mother would say about his situation. Standing up, Turrin opened the door and saw the basket of rotten fruit lying on the floor. The myrian bent down and started to clean up the fruit. As he cleaned up the spoiled fruit, the myrian wondered if he upset her with his words. When he was finished, he brought it into Aponivi's room and flung the spoiled contents off the side of the cliff. Once he was done, the myrian turned to Aponivi and said softly, “Get your rest my friend because we will be leaving tomorrow...” Aponivi didn't say a word as the endal left the room and went to sleep.

by **Khara** on May 31st, 2015, 6:11 pm

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