Amm observed her curiosity, the smelling puddle in its strange earthen container, with dispassion. She only gave emotional responses to the overheard lip flapping mouth-speech -- a grimace and toss of the head. She felt like signing strange in a new, compelling manner. Sky-strange, enveloping the thought and very definition of the word previous. World-strange. Biiiiiig strange. Kin could not know the strange she knew, and so she would make them understand. If only the feeling things would be stranger than even she knew now would go away, but it was only a bird's call -- danger, danger -- that kept her from going back.
Strangers must be dealt with, as food or otherwise. She must not forget that. She quavered her fingers for Zuu because she had not forgotten and she must, and then dipped them into the muck-puddle.
She pulled them out as quickly, stung by heat. Even a fresh-pulled fish had nothing on that! Her eyes rounded in respect for the heat, and she quickly stuck them into her mouth, sucking on pain and sudden flavor.
Her eyes rounded more this go, as sensations vied for attention. Overload. She whipped her fingers from her mouth and started spitting on the floor, taste buds overpowered by the strange, huge mix of . . . what she had no idea where to begin adding words to. She settled for staring at the bowl in astonishment.
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As the elf had ordered a meal, Arusa had taken a seat at their table, still silent and observant. Once it was brought out, the lamb stew was placed in front of the girl - the supposed Tera - and the waitress was paid. The comment from the elf brought him nothing but a confused glance from Arusa, before she returned to watching the Tera. The girl, however, seemed almost confused by what she was looking at. Perhaps they eat differently to us? Arusa wondered as she watched the Aniz.
It came as a complete surprise when the girl put her fingers into the stew, quite obviously still hot, as could be seen from the steam which streamed from it. Arusa's eyes widened as the girl quickly put her fingers in her mouth, supposedly to soothe the slight burns, but was again surprised when she began spitting, perhaps not enjoying the flavor of her meal. However, Arusa could understand that; who would want to eat something that tasted awful? It often irritated her when others suggested she eat food which seemed as though it weren't fit for dog, simply because they were too lazy to find anything better.
There was a pitcher of water sat on the table, as well as a couple of cups, so Arusa poured the girl a drink, in the case that she wished to wash the taste from her tongue, and placed it in front of her.
It came as a complete surprise when the girl put her fingers into the stew, quite obviously still hot, as could be seen from the steam which streamed from it. Arusa's eyes widened as the girl quickly put her fingers in her mouth, supposedly to soothe the slight burns, but was again surprised when she began spitting, perhaps not enjoying the flavor of her meal. However, Arusa could understand that; who would want to eat something that tasted awful? It often irritated her when others suggested she eat food which seemed as though it weren't fit for dog, simply because they were too lazy to find anything better.
There was a pitcher of water sat on the table, as well as a couple of cups, so Arusa poured the girl a drink, in the case that she wished to wash the taste from her tongue, and placed it in front of her.
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Chezak was hardly surprised at the Tera's reaction, but he was unable to react in the same way that the dancer did as she reacted first. A brief murmur sprung up throughout the tavern at the girl's strange reaction, as many were still keeping half an eye on the strange scene unfolding, but surreptitiously. Chezak simply waved a placating hand to everyone.
Instead, Chezak grabbed a cloth from the apron of a passing waitress, smiling apologetically, and wiped up some of the stew that had spilled. He offered the clean portion of the cloth to the Tera, his fingers, hands and arms shivering a dance of apology and shame to the Tera. The apology and shame were as if one were to have forgotten to warn a friend of the snake that had taken up residency in a certain part of the swamp.
He truly did feel stupid, and his ignorance of the Tera ways shone through his attempts at communication, as well as the recent forgotten customs.
His fingers continued their dance from apology and shame to brief instruction on eating the soup, using the shiny metal spoon placed nearby and blowing on the steam coming from the items in the spoon. He wondered if the Tera actually cooked their food, or if it was all raw. That memory didn't seem to want to resurface, if he had ever known whether they did or not in the first place.
Instead, Chezak grabbed a cloth from the apron of a passing waitress, smiling apologetically, and wiped up some of the stew that had spilled. He offered the clean portion of the cloth to the Tera, his fingers, hands and arms shivering a dance of apology and shame to the Tera. The apology and shame were as if one were to have forgotten to warn a friend of the snake that had taken up residency in a certain part of the swamp.
He truly did feel stupid, and his ignorance of the Tera ways shone through his attempts at communication, as well as the recent forgotten customs.
His fingers continued their dance from apology and shame to brief instruction on eating the soup, using the shiny metal spoon placed nearby and blowing on the steam coming from the items in the spoon. He wondered if the Tera actually cooked their food, or if it was all raw. That memory didn't seem to want to resurface, if he had ever known whether they did or not in the first place.
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Amm stared at the glass of water, nonplussed by its shape and content. The birdman rippled through groveling motions, ready to admit it was his place. Amm warmed just a little at the thought of a bird willingly bowing before the dragonfly. True well enough for she had killed enough birds in fear, to prove it was a strong fear and no weakness to be exploited by any. Not even kin. Espescially not strangers.
In the order of things the fish was below the bird, so with great care Amm stooped to the dumbed down communication the strangers shared between each other, and did not aim any of the complicated dancing words to the fish. It was silly to expect one of the scaled kin to understand much in the way of communication, much less any Strangers. Never mind the broken splatter shaped movements the bird made. Those were the grasshopper aping the dragonfly, for none other could be the dragonfly and it showed. She forgave him the attempt. Amusing little bird who knew its place.
She turned to the fish and daintily inclined her head. Lakes and ponds cradled water as the strange container did, and Tera could make woven bowls sealed with fish grease against dripping water. She dipped her hands into the narrow container, frowning as she removed one hand to make room for the other. Once the excess slop had been cleaned she pressed her hands to the fish's cloth-draped lower half to dry them.
In the order of things the fish was below the bird, so with great care Amm stooped to the dumbed down communication the strangers shared between each other, and did not aim any of the complicated dancing words to the fish. It was silly to expect one of the scaled kin to understand much in the way of communication, much less any Strangers. Never mind the broken splatter shaped movements the bird made. Those were the grasshopper aping the dragonfly, for none other could be the dragonfly and it showed. She forgave him the attempt. Amusing little bird who knew its place.
She turned to the fish and daintily inclined her head. Lakes and ponds cradled water as the strange container did, and Tera could make woven bowls sealed with fish grease against dripping water. She dipped her hands into the narrow container, frowning as she removed one hand to make room for the other. Once the excess slop had been cleaned she pressed her hands to the fish's cloth-draped lower half to dry them.
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Although she was a little surprised that the girl used the water to wash her hands, rather than drinking it as expected, Arusa simply smiled and let it pass. She had been of use, at least, rather than sitting by idly an-
"Hey!" she yelled, her thoughts interrupted as the Tera began wiping her hands on Arusa's new skirts. Without thinking, she pulled them from the girl's hands, standing up - almost tripping as she did so - and sitting on the seat nearer the elf to observe the damage done. Fortunately, there was only a large wet patch to be seen, and no visible signs of stew. Regardless, social inexperience was no excuse for such inappropriate and impolite behaviour. Without looking up, she spoke to the elf. "You should tell the girl to be more careful about how she chooses to act in public, for her own good."
"Hey!" she yelled, her thoughts interrupted as the Tera began wiping her hands on Arusa's new skirts. Without thinking, she pulled them from the girl's hands, standing up - almost tripping as she did so - and sitting on the seat nearer the elf to observe the damage done. Fortunately, there was only a large wet patch to be seen, and no visible signs of stew. Regardless, social inexperience was no excuse for such inappropriate and impolite behaviour. Without looking up, she spoke to the elf. "You should tell the girl to be more careful about how she chooses to act in public, for her own good."
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"And not for any good of your own, right?" Chezak replied, scorn lacing his voice for her selfishness. Even still, he decided he might have to teach the Tera some ways to blend in, if just to keep her from getting killed by insulted farmers and tavern patrons.
It seemed the girl didn't think of larger humanoids as equals, but instead as inferiors. She probably didn't know what a servant or a slave was, but everyone he had seen her interact with, including himself, she had treated as steps below herself.
He signed to her that he might need to teach her some of the big person ways, making it clear that it was to keep her safe from human ignorance rather than her own. He even included the slight shaking in the hands and arms and the uplifted eyebrows and widened eyes to show her he thought it would be an honor if she allowed him to teach her.
It seemed the girl didn't think of larger humanoids as equals, but instead as inferiors. She probably didn't know what a servant or a slave was, but everyone he had seen her interact with, including himself, she had treated as steps below herself.
He signed to her that he might need to teach her some of the big person ways, making it clear that it was to keep her safe from human ignorance rather than her own. He even included the slight shaking in the hands and arms and the uplifted eyebrows and widened eyes to show her he thought it would be an honor if she allowed him to teach her.
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First reaction: disgust. It was only the grave respect the bird gave her that kept her from poking holes in the two of them. But this was planned, yes? For Hozu, Zuu had devised a quick and brief plan until the clans could be convened. Would Amm ruin that? Would she prove worthless to the Aniz? Her muscles stiffened, and denial was hot on her fingertips. Not her! She would never do a thing, as long as she breathed. She clamped her elbows to her sides in confirmation, more to herself than to the bird, but it would work both ways.
"I will accept, Bird." She signed gravely to the bird man. And by the time the journey was over she would have plucked all his feathers one by one, cut out his beak, broken off his talons, and consumed him raw and whole. The image pleased her, but she kept herself stoic and pleasantly Still As Stone, befitting one who was now senior. Though. . .odd for a dragonfly to command bird and fish, without eating them whole and proper. Disquieting. She couldn't help the chills that ran through her. "Now. Show me this place and all of its structures. The outsides will be fine. I have seen enough of the inside. Tell the Fish to follow. There is much to see and I must be heading west soon." She let him see her irritation at the possibility of delay.
"I will accept, Bird." She signed gravely to the bird man. And by the time the journey was over she would have plucked all his feathers one by one, cut out his beak, broken off his talons, and consumed him raw and whole. The image pleased her, but she kept herself stoic and pleasantly Still As Stone, befitting one who was now senior. Though. . .odd for a dragonfly to command bird and fish, without eating them whole and proper. Disquieting. She couldn't help the chills that ran through her. "Now. Show me this place and all of its structures. The outsides will be fine. I have seen enough of the inside. Tell the Fish to follow. There is much to see and I must be heading west soon." She let him see her irritation at the possibility of delay.
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Arusa managed to hold her tongue once again, though it was getting increasingly difficult to do so when faced with such insolence. She simply glared at the elven man, then observed once more the unreadable physical communication between him and the girl. I really wish I could understand what they were saying...
Suddenly she realized that something was missing, something potentially important; Arusa did not yet know the name of either of her acquaintances. This problem would have to be resolved immediately. She cleared her throat where she thought there might be a break in the "conversation", and stated her concern directly. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really think introductions are in order." She paused for a brief moment before continuing. "I am Arusa, a dancer quite well-known throughout Tian Xia."
Suddenly she realized that something was missing, something potentially important; Arusa did not yet know the name of either of her acquaintances. This problem would have to be resolved immediately. She cleared her throat where she thought there might be a break in the "conversation", and stated her concern directly. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really think introductions are in order." She paused for a brief moment before continuing. "I am Arusa, a dancer quite well-known throughout Tian Xia."
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Arusa's glare was met with a blank expression from Chezak. He barely cared what this snotty young woman was insulted by, and she was nothing more than a distraction to the important happenings with the Aniz Tera.
Turning away from Arusa and back to the Tera, Chezak watched the last of what almost seemed to be some sort of denial. The Tera stiffened muscles in denial, in irritation. Watching the Tera's subtle movements, nothing that anyone else would be able to read into, Chez only half heard Arusa speaking. His attention distracted by the Tera's final confirmation, he actually answered Arusa before biting his tongue. He would normally have ignored her, but it was too late.
"I'm Chezak," he said, then immediately shot Arusa his own glare for interrupting. He barely refrained from telling her just how well known she was throughout Tian Xia, as he had never heard of her, no matter how well travelled he was.
Quickly turning back to the Tera as she began signing again, Chez nodded thoughtfully. He wasn't sure how it had turned out that he was the subordinate in this strange new relationship with the Tera, but he would let it pass for now. Most were not as aggressive as this, so he had been taught, but then, no one had seen them in eighty or ninety years. That was a couple generations for the Tera, and this one had the air and stance of a warrior who was used to people doing what they were told.
My name is Chezak, Aniz Tera. We must know each other names. Also, I must teach you mouth speak, and you must teach me more Tera. We need better understand each other. Why are you interested in the buildings of this place? Why have the Tera come back into the world of big people? Why did you leave? he signed, using nearly perfect inflection, but his movements flowed too well, as the Tera would notice. As an afterthought, he added, You need to show some respect when speaking the mouth speak to me and others, as others may be insulted and try to kill you.
Turning away from Arusa and back to the Tera, Chezak watched the last of what almost seemed to be some sort of denial. The Tera stiffened muscles in denial, in irritation. Watching the Tera's subtle movements, nothing that anyone else would be able to read into, Chez only half heard Arusa speaking. His attention distracted by the Tera's final confirmation, he actually answered Arusa before biting his tongue. He would normally have ignored her, but it was too late.
"I'm Chezak," he said, then immediately shot Arusa his own glare for interrupting. He barely refrained from telling her just how well known she was throughout Tian Xia, as he had never heard of her, no matter how well travelled he was.
Quickly turning back to the Tera as she began signing again, Chez nodded thoughtfully. He wasn't sure how it had turned out that he was the subordinate in this strange new relationship with the Tera, but he would let it pass for now. Most were not as aggressive as this, so he had been taught, but then, no one had seen them in eighty or ninety years. That was a couple generations for the Tera, and this one had the air and stance of a warrior who was used to people doing what they were told.
My name is Chezak, Aniz Tera. We must know each other names. Also, I must teach you mouth speak, and you must teach me more Tera. We need better understand each other. Why are you interested in the buildings of this place? Why have the Tera come back into the world of big people? Why did you leave? he signed, using nearly perfect inflection, but his movements flowed too well, as the Tera would notice. As an afterthought, he added, You need to show some respect when speaking the mouth speak to me and others, as others may be insulted and try to kill you.
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What insolence! How tasteless to give name first, to step before the hunter and cast spear at prey not yours! No wonder all the buildings were set in such chaos, pebbles strewn carelessly about while they scurried around like wingless flies. Both of them! Blood should flow down her spear for such challenge, even from strangers. They were her strangers, caught proud and true. No blood, Zuu had said. Not a drop? A dribble? Maybe a neat little tear beneath the eye? Slit through the nostrils? Amm narrowed her eyes, envisioning the most prominent marking she could make that would equal the cutting of a dragonfly's wing.
She was unaware her stormy Dark Clouds Over the Valley posturing looked for all the world like someone's lost child whose sweets had been taken away. Even had she, she wouldn't care. Those were impressions lost in the tall grasses.
Had she mandibles she would click them in warning, a warrior's challenge, shatter all their noises and press them down properly. "Ah-mmm." She said instead, locking her eyes to Arusa, bristling challenge and all but vibrating her warning. Wing-buzz, mandible clack. Things any half blind, stupid fish ought to know, to flee deep down in their shallow little pools, hide away from the hunting Tera. Hide, flee, all but the stupid lazy fat ones sunning and slopping down flies. All but the fat stupid dead ones, shorn by dragonflies and eaten with clan. Eaten, gobbled, belly full.
Amm swaggered up to Arusa, twitching her shoulders so her spear wobbled behind her. "We. Go." Her voice was oddly accented, thick, deep, breathy. Come flop to shore, flapping your gills! Slap your tail against the spear, fish. What is a fish to a dragonfly? Maybe in times past the fish were stalking predators, but now they are food. Only food. Tasty food.
You are food, Amm's eyes said clearly, even as she vibrated threat from her toes to her hair.
She was unaware her stormy Dark Clouds Over the Valley posturing looked for all the world like someone's lost child whose sweets had been taken away. Even had she, she wouldn't care. Those were impressions lost in the tall grasses.
Had she mandibles she would click them in warning, a warrior's challenge, shatter all their noises and press them down properly. "Ah-mmm." She said instead, locking her eyes to Arusa, bristling challenge and all but vibrating her warning. Wing-buzz, mandible clack. Things any half blind, stupid fish ought to know, to flee deep down in their shallow little pools, hide away from the hunting Tera. Hide, flee, all but the stupid lazy fat ones sunning and slopping down flies. All but the fat stupid dead ones, shorn by dragonflies and eaten with clan. Eaten, gobbled, belly full.
Amm swaggered up to Arusa, twitching her shoulders so her spear wobbled behind her. "We. Go." Her voice was oddly accented, thick, deep, breathy. Come flop to shore, flapping your gills! Slap your tail against the spear, fish. What is a fish to a dragonfly? Maybe in times past the fish were stalking predators, but now they are food. Only food. Tasty food.
You are food, Amm's eyes said clearly, even as she vibrated threat from her toes to her hair.
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"I'm Chezak."
It was not a common name, but to Arusa, it felt oddly familiar. Perhaps she had once known someone with the same name, and had simply forgotten. It did not matter now, though. The past has passed, and it is no longer my concern.
Chezak was obviously not happy with the way Arusa had interrupted, but again she simply ignored his feelings. He was certainly not on her good side, and she only remained out of curiosity towards this supposed Tera. The girl looked Arusa in the eye and spoke for the first time - a strange, unintelligible noise - her face twisted in an expression of contempt.
"We. Go."
Arusa's face showed her surprise and confusion. Of course she did not understand what the girl wanted, though she tried hard to comprehend. At this point, it was futile, so instead she asked, "Me? Go? Go where?" She glanced over at Chezak for an explanation.
It was not a common name, but to Arusa, it felt oddly familiar. Perhaps she had once known someone with the same name, and had simply forgotten. It did not matter now, though. The past has passed, and it is no longer my concern.
Chezak was obviously not happy with the way Arusa had interrupted, but again she simply ignored his feelings. He was certainly not on her good side, and she only remained out of curiosity towards this supposed Tera. The girl looked Arusa in the eye and spoke for the first time - a strange, unintelligible noise - her face twisted in an expression of contempt.
"We. Go."
Arusa's face showed her surprise and confusion. Of course she did not understand what the girl wanted, though she tried hard to comprehend. At this point, it was futile, so instead she asked, "Me? Go? Go where?" She glanced over at Chezak for an explanation.
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Mild confusion warred with irritation on Chezak's face before he schooled it to blankness. He was confused as to why the Tera was so insistent on taking the dancer with them, and irritated that the insolent dancer, who didn't understand a thing, might get in the way of what he decided would be a new study.
It wasn't often elves had the chance to study the Aniz Tera, even when they did come out of their swamps hundreds of years ago. This may be the last opportunity any elf would ever have to study them ...
The fleeting thought that any work he wrote on the subject that reached elven eyes other than his own would have his name removed at the least. A study of such importance as Chezak knew this would be wouldn't be destroyed out of hand simply to spite an exiled elven citizen. It was rare that exiles created any type of work after their exile, and rarer still that any work was kept longer than the time needed for an expert to decide if it was worthwhile of keeping. H knew this would be worthwhile of keeping, without knowing the direction this study would take. The tiniest information on the Aniz Tera was kept, for who knew what would be found to be important in a race so alien from nearly any other in Pal Tahrenor.
Sadness fleetingly touched his heart at the thought, but was quickly gone. He simply didn't have time to feel sad about an exile that had taken place years ago. Quite aside from that, he had come to peace with it long ago, though it still occasionally bothered him that the society and community that had nurtured him, specifically his father, had forced him to the choice, as odd as it might seem to anyone from outside.
Chezak paused in thought as the dancer began protesting and asking the Aniz why she was to go as well. He briefly wondered why she wasn't shunning him, as would have been proper, until he realized that she was so self-absorbed that she probably didn't know his story, though his name would have been mentioned once to all elves before being stricken from any record except for the birthing records.
Chezak shrugged at Arusa as she looked to him. "It appears she feels that only one of us will not do for a guide around the land. She wishes to explore this area, then move on. I, of course, will help her, as it is an extremely rare chance to study the Aniz Tera, who have always been hard to keep track of, let alone study."
He shrugged again, his voice expressionless as he quickly signed to the Tera at the same time as he spoke. "Maybe she will allow you to remain behind," he said, while signing She does not need to come, Tera. She will only get in the way. She is soft and will not be able to protect herself as we fierce warriors can. He was unsure how to sign the Tera's name, as she had yet to sign it herself, so he hoped the honorific would work just as well at this point.
It wasn't often elves had the chance to study the Aniz Tera, even when they did come out of their swamps hundreds of years ago. This may be the last opportunity any elf would ever have to study them ...
The fleeting thought that any work he wrote on the subject that reached elven eyes other than his own would have his name removed at the least. A study of such importance as Chezak knew this would be wouldn't be destroyed out of hand simply to spite an exiled elven citizen. It was rare that exiles created any type of work after their exile, and rarer still that any work was kept longer than the time needed for an expert to decide if it was worthwhile of keeping. H knew this would be worthwhile of keeping, without knowing the direction this study would take. The tiniest information on the Aniz Tera was kept, for who knew what would be found to be important in a race so alien from nearly any other in Pal Tahrenor.
Sadness fleetingly touched his heart at the thought, but was quickly gone. He simply didn't have time to feel sad about an exile that had taken place years ago. Quite aside from that, he had come to peace with it long ago, though it still occasionally bothered him that the society and community that had nurtured him, specifically his father, had forced him to the choice, as odd as it might seem to anyone from outside.
Chezak paused in thought as the dancer began protesting and asking the Aniz why she was to go as well. He briefly wondered why she wasn't shunning him, as would have been proper, until he realized that she was so self-absorbed that she probably didn't know his story, though his name would have been mentioned once to all elves before being stricken from any record except for the birthing records.
Chezak shrugged at Arusa as she looked to him. "It appears she feels that only one of us will not do for a guide around the land. She wishes to explore this area, then move on. I, of course, will help her, as it is an extremely rare chance to study the Aniz Tera, who have always been hard to keep track of, let alone study."
He shrugged again, his voice expressionless as he quickly signed to the Tera at the same time as he spoke. "Maybe she will allow you to remain behind," he said, while signing She does not need to come, Tera. She will only get in the way. She is soft and will not be able to protect herself as we fierce warriors can. He was unsure how to sign the Tera's name, as she had yet to sign it herself, so he hoped the honorific would work just as well at this point.
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Frustration flew in circles within her head, banging up against her skull, fleeing from the source of anger that burned red and hot. She had kept herself simple like a cloudless sky, nothing to mar its pristine surface or distract from its simplicity. Had she called them rightly, a bird and a fish, stupid and slow? Clever with instinct, hopeless at all else? She gave the bird her displeased face, the sort that usually came before the spear, but she was restraining herself. Zuu. Zuu. Zuu. Zuu. She touched her spear for reassurance.
"You do not question me. You are a bird, and while you might fly where I can fly you can not swim where the fish swims. You might eat the fish, but do not forget that I eat you. Do you delay me on purpose? I have pinned birds' wings before."
She turned away from Chezak, her long bright hair snapping behind her. She looked to Arusa.
"Go out with me." She said, deliberately and slowly, voice accented as might be someone who is hard of hearing. She pointed to the door with the hand that was not inching over the spear, quivering impatience.
"You do not question me. You are a bird, and while you might fly where I can fly you can not swim where the fish swims. You might eat the fish, but do not forget that I eat you. Do you delay me on purpose? I have pinned birds' wings before."
She turned away from Chezak, her long bright hair snapping behind her. She looked to Arusa.
"Go out with me." She said, deliberately and slowly, voice accented as might be someone who is hard of hearing. She pointed to the door with the hand that was not inching over the spear, quivering impatience.
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It was obvious, to Arusa, that this insolent elf was simply trying to be rid of her. To him, it seemed, she was little more than a bother. "Hmph," is all she offered in response. He will certainly not be rid of me so easily, she thought to herself as she watched the Tera. I may still have my doubts about the authenticity of her claims, but his enthusiasm makes me wonder if there is more to this than a desire to learn about a lost race. Perhaps there is even a profit to be gained...
When the young girl looked to her, Arusa raised her eyebrows in question. "Go out with me," was all the girl said, her words slow and considered. This is obviously not her native language, but at least she knows a little.
"Of course," Arusa replied, with a sharp glare in Chezak's direction. She rose from her seat, absently straightening her skirt and coats as she did so. "Shall we go now then?" She made sure to speak slowly and clearly, so as not to confuse the Tera, though she did not yet know how much of this language the girl could understand. Just to make sure the girl understood her, Arusa gestured towards the door.
When the young girl looked to her, Arusa raised her eyebrows in question. "Go out with me," was all the girl said, her words slow and considered. This is obviously not her native language, but at least she knows a little.
"Of course," Arusa replied, with a sharp glare in Chezak's direction. She rose from her seat, absently straightening her skirt and coats as she did so. "Shall we go now then?" She made sure to speak slowly and clearly, so as not to confuse the Tera, though she did not yet know how much of this language the girl could understand. Just to make sure the girl understood her, Arusa gestured towards the door.
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Chez had known from the petulant expression the dancer had shot his way before accepting the Tera's proposal that she would join them just to spite him. He wasn't sure why someone with such obvious self-interest qualities would want to go with them, unless she saw some way she could benefit greatly from it.
So instead of saying anything to her, practically ignoring her, he dealt with the Tera, moving into her sight line after she turned to the dancer. His anger at being spoken to like this by the Tera, and his irritation at the dancer, were evident in the signing to the Tera, though he tried to minimize how much.
If I were to come to your swamps, I would be considered below you, Tera. Here, in my world, we are ... he paused, not able to find the word meaning equals, and instead using something he thought roughly translated to the same nymph group. I do not delay you on purpose, but instead advise caution to be sure you will survive this journey. The fish has nothing to offer your journey, beyond food, and will delay you more than you can imagine now.
Chezak's eyes smoldered with restrained anger, more emotion showing on his face than any time during the decidedly odd conversation, and indeed, in many years. Instead of waiting for her reply, he turned on his heel and stalked towards the door, snatching his bow stave from the table as he walked by. His graceful walk was one used to keep him perfectly in balance, on the border of readiness for violence, in case the Tera decided to try poking holes in him. She would learn that this bird was not the easy prey she thought he was.
So instead of saying anything to her, practically ignoring her, he dealt with the Tera, moving into her sight line after she turned to the dancer. His anger at being spoken to like this by the Tera, and his irritation at the dancer, were evident in the signing to the Tera, though he tried to minimize how much.
If I were to come to your swamps, I would be considered below you, Tera. Here, in my world, we are ... he paused, not able to find the word meaning equals, and instead using something he thought roughly translated to the same nymph group. I do not delay you on purpose, but instead advise caution to be sure you will survive this journey. The fish has nothing to offer your journey, beyond food, and will delay you more than you can imagine now.
Chezak's eyes smoldered with restrained anger, more emotion showing on his face than any time during the decidedly odd conversation, and indeed, in many years. Instead of waiting for her reply, he turned on his heel and stalked towards the door, snatching his bow stave from the table as he walked by. His graceful walk was one used to keep him perfectly in balance, on the border of readiness for violence, in case the Tera decided to try poking holes in him. She would learn that this bird was not the easy prey she thought he was.