Meesei was glad to recover what they had, even if it was only a portion of what they started with. Their material belongings could be replaced, but their lives could not. She packed away the city clothes and put on what was left of her normal clothes. They were torn and damaged, especially on the upper half, but it wouldn't take too much hide or leather to repair it. Once they had collected enough hide to make the rest of the bedrolls they needed, she could fix it. For now, they needed to focus on their upcoming meeting, which would not be long, though that didn't stop Lorag from taking the opportunity to scrape some of the rust from his armor.
Ahnasha gave a genuine smile at the sight of the pendant. Before, she had gotten so used to wearing it that she almost forgot about it...until it was gone, of course. As she grabbed it and hung it once more around her neck, Rhazii's mouth opened wide as if she had taken his most prized possession. He looked as if he was going to cry until she held him close enough to her that he could start playing with it once more. As long as he did not try to eat the pendant, it would be fine...so it probably would not be fine.
"I'm okay, don't worry about me. And yes, Rhazii is as happy as he has ever been. He isn't old enough to understand, though. I do not look forward to having to explain this to him when he gets older." Ahnasha answered.
Once she had gathered the remains of her belongings, along with her fair share of their supplies, Meesei stood by the door and looked over the others. "I think it is about time we leave for this meeting. Take some time to gather your things and catch your breath; we will leave in about ten minutes and wait in the throne room for our...hosts."
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Meesei was glad to recover what they had, even if it was only a portion of what they started with. Their material belongings could be replaced, but their lives could not. She packed away the city clothes and put on what was left of her normal clothes. They were torn and damaged, especially on the upper half, but it wouldn't take too much hide or leather to repair it. Once they had collected enough hide to make the rest of the bedrolls they needed, she could fix it. For now, they needed to focus on their upcoming meeting, which would not be long, though that didn't stop Lorag from taking the opportunity to scrape some of the rust from his armor.
Ahnasha gave a genuine smile at the sight of the pendant. Before, she had gotten so used to wearing it that she almost forgot about it...until it was gone, of course. As she grabbed it and hung it once more around her neck, Rhazii's mouth opened wide as if she had taken his most prized possession. He looked as if he was going to cry until she held him close enough to her that he could start playing with it once more. As long as he did not try to eat the pendant, it would be fine...so it probably would not be fine.
"I'm okay, don't worry about me. And yes, Rhazii is as happy as he has ever been. He isn't old enough to understand, though. I do not look forward to having to explain this to him when he gets older." Ahnasha answered.
Once she had gathered the remains of her belongings, along with her fair share of their supplies, Meesei stood by the door and looked over the others. "I think it is about time we leave for this meeting. Take some time to gather your things and catch your breath; we will leave in about ten minutes and wait in the throne room for our...hosts."
Ahnasha gave a genuine smile at the sight of the pendant. Before, she had gotten so used to wearing it that she almost forgot about it...until it was gone, of course. As she grabbed it and hung it once more around her neck, Rhazii's mouth opened wide as if she had taken his most prized possession. He looked as if he was going to cry until she held him close enough to her that he could start playing with it once more. As long as he did not try to eat the pendant, it would be fine...so it probably would not be fine.
"I'm okay, don't worry about me. And yes, Rhazii is as happy as he has ever been. He isn't old enough to understand, though. I do not look forward to having to explain this to him when he gets older." Ahnasha answered.
Once she had gathered the remains of her belongings, along with her fair share of their supplies, Meesei stood by the door and looked over the others. "I think it is about time we leave for this meeting. Take some time to gather your things and catch your breath; we will leave in about ten minutes and wait in the throne room for our...hosts."
Yeah, I'm going to be rather busy too.
I still need to talk to whoever it was who was going to give Xan a bounty. If I'm not doing that one, I'll need to have him take one of the bounty board jobs.
Ahnasha accepted Sabine's hug, and even returned it as much as she could with Rhazii in her arms, but inside, she was still denying that there was a problem. She smiled and thanked them just to convince them to stop talking about it. The torture was over, and she just wanted to be done with it. Though it was terrifying to think back on those still-vivid memories of her living vivisection, her body had been healed. She had a few scars, but as far as she could tell, everything in her body was still working fine. Why would she continue to talk about it?
Over the rest of the day, Ahnasha at least attempted to put on an act of being in a better mood. It helped that Rhazii's condition was improving even further, so she actually had something to be happy about. Instead of a fleshy red color, the burned area took on a more natural skin color, thanks to a combination of potions, and his own natural healing factor. His scars could potentially improve a bit more, but for all intents and purposes, his wounds were healed and he was in as good health as he would ever be.
During the few hours of wait before the others returned, they kept Rhazii entertained, as well as tried to teach Leaps a few commands. They were just starting to become bored when the others returned to the infirmary with all of the equipment they had salvaged from the battlefield. It was easy to see that the baggage they carried annoyed the healers who still had to take care of the wounded around them, but they were going to be leaving shortly enough, so none of them said a word.
As they were setting down their bags and catching their breath, Meesei walked up to them and started glancing over their bags. "Welcome back; it's good to see you were able to recover so much. Were you able to find all of our armor and clothing, or will we need to make more?" She asked.
Over the rest of the day, Ahnasha at least attempted to put on an act of being in a better mood. It helped that Rhazii's condition was improving even further, so she actually had something to be happy about. Instead of a fleshy red color, the burned area took on a more natural skin color, thanks to a combination of potions, and his own natural healing factor. His scars could potentially improve a bit more, but for all intents and purposes, his wounds were healed and he was in as good health as he would ever be.
During the few hours of wait before the others returned, they kept Rhazii entertained, as well as tried to teach Leaps a few commands. They were just starting to become bored when the others returned to the infirmary with all of the equipment they had salvaged from the battlefield. It was easy to see that the baggage they carried annoyed the healers who still had to take care of the wounded around them, but they were going to be leaving shortly enough, so none of them said a word.
As they were setting down their bags and catching their breath, Meesei walked up to them and started glancing over their bags. "Welcome back; it's good to see you were able to recover so much. Were you able to find all of our armor and clothing, or will we need to make more?" She asked.
Going to watch that movie now, so I may or may not have a post up by the time you get on. If not, it shouldn't be too long afterwards.
It's about time for me to go to bed. Goodnight.
If there was anything Ahnasha needed to hear, it was laughter from Rhazii. With all the pain that had stricken the pack in the last day, it was comforting to know that he could still bring himself to smile, even if it was only because he was too young to understand. Sabine's words soured her mood immediately, however. Back in the dungeon, she had been too distracted to notice when Fendros yelled at Sabine, but she could understand why. She wasn't nearly as emotionally charged now as they had been then, so she wasn't about to yell at Sabine, but she became obviously uncomfortable. She looked down and traced over her scar with her free hand.
"It's...nothing. Don't worry about it." She answered unconvincingly.
Meesei's expression became one of concern. Although the topic killed an otherwise good mood, she was at least partially glad that Sabine brought it up. It was better to talk about it now than when she had something more to be depressed or angered at. "Ahnasha, when I look at a scar like that, I don't see it as being nothing."
After a few moments, Ahnasha finally looked back up at Meesei and Sabine. "I know, it's just...look, I admit it. The noble hurt me, and he hurt me badly. He cut me open and...I saw things I never should have saw, felt things that I never should have felt. But it is over now. He had healers that brought me back to perfect health, and he is now a rotting corpse in that dungeon. The pain is gone; I haven't had even a hint of soreness or anything else that would suggest I haven't been healed fully."
"It's not your body that I'm worried about." Meesei responded simply.
Ahnasha turned her head away from the others. She did not want to believe that they were right to such an extent that she was starting to convince herself that they were actually wrong. Despite the fact that she couldn't stop herself from replaying those horrors in her mind from time to time, She could not accept that those injuries could extend anywhere beyond her body. After all, the essence of what happened was that he made some cuts in her flesh, then put it all back together. Why would it be any more complicated than that?
"It's...nothing. Don't worry about it." She answered unconvincingly.
Meesei's expression became one of concern. Although the topic killed an otherwise good mood, she was at least partially glad that Sabine brought it up. It was better to talk about it now than when she had something more to be depressed or angered at. "Ahnasha, when I look at a scar like that, I don't see it as being nothing."
After a few moments, Ahnasha finally looked back up at Meesei and Sabine. "I know, it's just...look, I admit it. The noble hurt me, and he hurt me badly. He cut me open and...I saw things I never should have saw, felt things that I never should have felt. But it is over now. He had healers that brought me back to perfect health, and he is now a rotting corpse in that dungeon. The pain is gone; I haven't had even a hint of soreness or anything else that would suggest I haven't been healed fully."
"It's not your body that I'm worried about." Meesei responded simply.
Ahnasha turned her head away from the others. She did not want to believe that they were right to such an extent that she was starting to convince herself that they were actually wrong. Despite the fact that she couldn't stop herself from replaying those horrors in her mind from time to time, She could not accept that those injuries could extend anywhere beyond her body. After all, the essence of what happened was that he made some cuts in her flesh, then put it all back together. Why would it be any more complicated than that?
We can skip to the meeting whenever you like, once this scene is through. I'll let you decide what the other group is able to recover from the battlefield.
Instead of waking Sabine, Meesei carefully moved her to the empty cot once the others left for breakfast. Rhazii was fine for the moment, and she could handle it if his pain returned, so she decided it would be best to simply allow her to rest. The only time Meesei left the room was to go to go grab breakfast for them all, something that they were all anxious to have given how long it had been since they had eaten. Meesei and Ahnasha traded off holding Rhazii as they ate, while Sabine awoke an hour or so later and had her meal. Rhazii seemed to be at the point where potions alone could keep him comfortable, so all that was left for them to do was to keep Rhazii, and each other, entertained while they waited for the others to return. They talked with each other, and sometimes the healers that stopped in periodically to tend to the other wounded in the room, who were slowly becoming a bit less uncomfortable with their nudity. Mostly, they spoke about Rhazii, and at least tried to keep the conversation away from his burns.
The thought which kept returning to Meesei's mind every time she looked at Ahnasha was the scar running down the center of her torso. She, and everyone else in the pack had noticed it, and Ahnasha was no doubt aware of that fact. Its implications were clear, but Meesei was conflicted on how to bring it up. She did not want to cause Ahnasha any more distress than she had already experienced, but if what Meesei feared was true, there would be no real way to avoid that.
As Meesei was considering what to say, something happened to break the silence. Another cultist, this time an Imperial woman, marched into the room. In her hands, which were held at arm's length away from her body, she held Leaps, who was squirming to break free of her grasp after smelling the familiar scents of the pack. She seemed to be either frightened or disgusted by the wamasu, an idea that her words did nothing to dispel. "We found this...thing in the kitchen helping itself to a guar steak. I was going to cook it myself, but I was told it was yours. Take it, just...keep it away from me." She commented as she set it down, then quickly marched out of the room as if it was going to chase her down. Of course, Leaps had little interest in her. Instead, he enthusiastically ran up to Meesei's feet and chirped at her.
As Meesei picked Leaps up into her arms, Rhazii, who was in Ahnasha's arms, caught sight of him and giggled as he held out his arms trying to grab him from across the table. It had not been until recently that Rhazii's senses were developed enough to perceive the world around him in any meaningful way, so pretty much everything except his parents was unfamiliar to him. Leaps' curiosity about Rhazii had been satisfied weeks ago, but nevertheless, the tiny cub flailing his arms to reach him caught his interest. Meesei decided to hold Leaps just close enough that Rhazii could touch him. Leaps had never shown any form of aggression towards Rhazii, or anyone in the pack, but just in case, she was sure to hold him in such a way that he could not bite him if he tried.
The thought which kept returning to Meesei's mind every time she looked at Ahnasha was the scar running down the center of her torso. She, and everyone else in the pack had noticed it, and Ahnasha was no doubt aware of that fact. Its implications were clear, but Meesei was conflicted on how to bring it up. She did not want to cause Ahnasha any more distress than she had already experienced, but if what Meesei feared was true, there would be no real way to avoid that.
As Meesei was considering what to say, something happened to break the silence. Another cultist, this time an Imperial woman, marched into the room. In her hands, which were held at arm's length away from her body, she held Leaps, who was squirming to break free of her grasp after smelling the familiar scents of the pack. She seemed to be either frightened or disgusted by the wamasu, an idea that her words did nothing to dispel. "We found this...thing in the kitchen helping itself to a guar steak. I was going to cook it myself, but I was told it was yours. Take it, just...keep it away from me." She commented as she set it down, then quickly marched out of the room as if it was going to chase her down. Of course, Leaps had little interest in her. Instead, he enthusiastically ran up to Meesei's feet and chirped at her.
As Meesei picked Leaps up into her arms, Rhazii, who was in Ahnasha's arms, caught sight of him and giggled as he held out his arms trying to grab him from across the table. It had not been until recently that Rhazii's senses were developed enough to perceive the world around him in any meaningful way, so pretty much everything except his parents was unfamiliar to him. Leaps' curiosity about Rhazii had been satisfied weeks ago, but nevertheless, the tiny cub flailing his arms to reach him caught his interest. Meesei decided to hold Leaps just close enough that Rhazii could touch him. Leaps had never shown any form of aggression towards Rhazii, or anyone in the pack, but just in case, she was sure to hold him in such a way that he could not bite him if he tried.
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