Seven

[pendantry]

[Raven is late for work this morning.

She's hard on herself about it all morning long, working on her projects with hardly a word to anyone else, because things like that are unacceptable. Especially when she's in this kind of mood. When it comes around to lunch time she stalks out of the smithy, bag in hand, sore on top of being frustrated with herself.

Usually she sits on the bench outside the building if it's a nice day; this time her feet take her all the way to the plaza, to sit by the fountain and break the bread of her sandwich bun into little pieces for the local birds. She's just not hungry. They are, so why not share? A small cluster of them shares her bench with her until or unless someone walks by to disturb them.

For a while, she sits there and stares at nothing. Lately everyone is whispering about that going-home stuff. And while she misses home...is Luceti really so terrible? It's like a bigger, weirder Sharance sometimes. Thinking about this too much is giving her a headache, though, so she rubs her temples with a low irate sound and gets up to go back to work.

Then lightheadedness kicks in, she overbalances too much to one side, and into the fountain she goes, cut off before she can finish shouting.

Thus, she is wet and disheveled and heavy-eyed by the time she does get back to work. Late. Again. And at last, obviously not feeling well after all.]

[[ooc: I do not mind timeline-breaking this or that in here! There are lots of places to cook up shenanigans or have a chat.]]

Comments

[pendantry]

Being carried around by someone just is.

[tsuntrader]

...There's nothing embarrassing about it. I doubt anyone will even care.

[pendantry]

[You just don't understand, Silver. Obviously. She tries to pull away in order to walk but he's holding on pretty tight.]

[tsuntrader]

[...]

I could always pick you up and carry you away. That would be more embarrassing, wouldn't it?

[He's not entirely sure whether or not he'd actually do it, but he might as well bluff anyway.]

[pendantry]

Yes. Don't do it.

[tsuntrader]

One or the other. Take your pick.

[pendantry]

Flying.

[Ha! He forgot he offered that as a ch- whoa. She's slumped forward enough that he might be able to just piggyback her anyway.]

[tsuntrader]

[Hey, he said one or the ot-

Oh. Welp. That works out just fine. Up we go, time to piggyback Raven out of here. Murkrow can help with doors.]

[pendantry]

[She'll just leave her head down and maybe no one will notice the whole extra person attached to the red hair.]

[tsuntrader]

[Maybe! At least Silver moves quickly. It's not long at all before they're in a less populated area.]

[pendantry]

[Raven doesn't notice. Actually, it's kind of okay not to have to pay attention and try to focus on where she's going and how vertical she is while getting there.

Silver is just way too young to be able to haul her around like this.]

[tsuntrader]

[Hey. Hey. He's an adult. He's been an adult for five years now.

It's not long before they arrive by house 11 and comm 1. Silver looks at their house- which is less of a house and more of a mansion- then looks over at the comm 1 building.

...Yeah, he'll ask Ingo and Emmet. It's too noisy at home.]

[pendantry]

[Raven looks up, noticing that they've stopped.]

Will you let me down?

[tsuntrader]

Soon. [Walking again! Stay put, Raven.]

[pendantry]

[A frustrated groan. This is ridiculous.]

Then tell me where we're going.

[tsuntrader]

I thought I told you.

[pendantry]

You passed your house.

[So, using actual logic and thinking... Raven scowls.]

They're strange. Especially the happy one.

[tsuntrader]

You're half-bird. You're not allowed to talk about strange.

[pendantry]

[Hear that hissing sound? That's not because she suddenly feels more sick.]

Fine. [Then she won't talk anymore.]