Crossing Borders
01-18-2015, 04:30 AM
Walk | Talk | Think Cryptic was the best way Rune could have attempted to describe the male Scorpion's answer, a question in exchange for the question he had asked first. It was irksome not to receive a direct answer, a fact which likely made itself known in the deepening of the frown that the grey Guardian wore, but quickly, as he answered the question turned on him, he started to understand. He had lived here, yes, once upon a time. Back when he had thought he could trust his family, back when he had still called them family. Of course, they were nothing to him now, but he still remembered that time, those months when Covari, as Viridiana had called it, used to live. He could not remember this yellow-eyed wolf, nor the other two, but the association there was enough. If they had been a part of Covari, if they had had any associations with Viridiana and the charade she had been carrying on with then he was no friend of theirs. The whole of him tensed, his stern expression becoming more aggravated, almost hostile, as he looked at each of them anew as if seeing them for the first time. No, he should not have come here. His aunt's failure still remained here after all, and he wanted nothing to do with it. It was the woman who saved them. Rune was ready to throw some scathing remark their way and leave without a backward glance - more, in his opinion, than they deserved - but hearing his daughter's name spoken from her lips completely threw him. Confusion colored the aggravated look upon Rune's face as she spoke, and after as he tried to put the pieces together. That was right. Covari had been where Warja had first taken a shine to herbs and healing. And here, right here, was her teacher. He was stunned. Since he had known of her desire to learn more about healing, since he had formed Secretua, he had thought about getting her another teacher, someone whose skill and expertise she could learn from and grow with. It had never dawned on him to go looking for the very same woman who had kindled that growing need to learn in the first place. "She's my daughter," he answered, his tone rigid though lacking in the hostility that had a moment ago been visible within his expression. He was still tense, still leery, but as his eyes roamed from the quiet healing instructor to the yellow-eyed Scorpion Rune dared to ask another question for himself. "You say you were part of Covari. Do you associate with them still? The ones who ruled?" He had to know, before he made a rash decision all to surprise his daughter. |
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