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Well howdy, I guess my old bio got deleted but I'm Erran! I'm 23 and I really love giant butch women with swords. And Dragons. And soft old men. And I like writing all of them! PM me with ideas involving any of these things.

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A day went by and by the second morning, even though she hadn't been to see him she could literally feel the frustration and boredom emanating from his room down below her. She finally couldnt stand it and left her study for the first time since she had gotten there to trot down to the rooms of the other soldiers. She found Gron, awake and just as restless as she imagined Garanth to be and she rushed up to his bed in a frustrated mood. He turned to smile at her and he began to greet her before she cut him off. "Take him out somewhere, there's a whole giants worth of grounds around the castle, there is probably at least five women in the castle who would happily flirt with you, just keep him entertained somehow, I can't think while I know he's like this." Gron grinned in a knowing way and chuckled, swinging his legs over the side of the bed gingerly.

"I wouldn't mind stretching my legs, but Vessy if thats how you feel why dont you do it yeself? He'd probably prefer you coming to his bed than me!" He laughed heartily at his joke but at the face Vesna made he shut up pretty quickly. "He wouldn't want anything from someone so repulsive as me, don't tell him I sent you." Before Gron could say anything she had left. He sighed and muttered something about stupid birds in love but still got out of bed and made his way to Garanth's room, noting the healer's coincidentally useful abscence.
She blanched away a little. She had to admit, he was a little right. She was sensitive at that moment and he was groggy. She sighed, really did manage to compose herself again and retrieved her mask of cold and cool predatory apathy that she wore everywhere except here. It was an instinctual reaction, Garanth probably recognised it very well and also probably hated it, it was the face she used to talk politics and pull out people's fingernails. She dipped her head a little and stood back up straight and proper. "I apologise then, I let my emotions get the better of me, I'll send someone more suited to take care of you." And then she really did leave.

Her best field medic was sent to take care of him, it would be unlikely that he could move or get away from under his very dedicated care. She went to check on everyone else and finding that there was nothing she could do there, she instead went to her study to plan her next move and dig up her files on all possible suspects.
She scowled at him again, really angrily this time. "What the hell does that mean?" She shouted at him before covering her face and trying to regain her compusure and desperately endeavouring not to cry again. She hit the wall with the side of her fist before picking up a hairbrush and throwing it at him. "If I disgust you then just hate me, do you have no respect of my feelings?!" She wrapped her arms around herself defensively and shivered. Gorug be damned why did she even care? She thought nothing of others opinions, just his. Now she felt vulnerable and at risk and shivery for the first time in a very long time.
Once everything had been packed back away and all the errant belongings of the girl had been gathered up Haruka stretched her back with a sigh. The small first year gave her a cute shy smile and very politely thanked her, alike to how she was used to being thanked back home. She smiled widely to that and was about to say how it was no trouble and ask her name, but the girl had already dashed off. It seemed Haruka was making a habit of girls dashing away from her today. She watched her go for a moment before turning away with a shrug and going to collect her own small camo backpack. It was very small compared to the other suitcases and in comparison held exceedingly little. Haruka had the excellent skill of living off barely anything, all she had with her was a few pairs of clothes, toiletries and a few advanced medical supplies. She easily hefted it onto her back and finally made her way towards the dorm room, recalling the number and so lightly hopping up the steps and onto the second floor.

She searched a little while before finally finding the right gold gilt room number on one of the doors and politely knocking before opening the door carefully, mindful of disrupting her new room mate. When she saw who that was, she gave a happy smile and quickly dumped her bag on her bed before putting her hands on her hips and grinning down at the young first year. She did look very young, with large baleful eyes. She held out her hand gently. "You must be Suminoe Takako, its good to meet you again Suminoe-chan, my name is Miyazaki Haruka."
Vesna groaned wearily. "That many knew? By Gorug, you and I have very different definitions of the term 'secret mission'." She sighed and rolled out of the bed from beside him. She reset her hair and wiped away the stray tears on her cheeks and generally made herself look presentable. As she was about to leave the room he commented on how she could be 'warmer'. It was a joking remark but somehow it stung wounds and gave her a sad frown, looking over at him with barely contained emotion. "And why would you want warmth from one such as me?"
Vesna scowled at him and rolled her eyes. "Well apparently the legion you lost at the battle were not Dwarves? For they are most definately dead and I can tell you, you are no more Dwarf than they." At his questioning look at how she knew about the battle she explained. "Gron woke up a little while ago, he was quite descriptive." She shook her head at is foolish eagerness. "Soon enough, and I suppressed any information saying you had returned to the Capitol, no one knows you are here so you can stop worrying about your ego and rest a while. I have some inquiries to make at court, are you sure there was no way anyone else in the Kingdom could have known about the mission?"
Yes well you are cleverer than me so :P
Raineh Daze said
I'm not sure quoting the post you're replying to is particularly sensible given how the quotes are currently working (AKA, removing anything formatted and linebreaks). :O


I didnt know what else to do ^^' I was posting far away from the person I was replying to
Vesna had been anxiously dithering about the bed, checking his wounds every minute and spasmodically rocking in her chair as she waited to see if he would wake up. He began moving and she was immediately by his side, the main reason he couldn't get up was her angrily pushing him back down. She was speechless through his sleepy mutterings, her emotions a complex mix of relief and worry and fury and happiness and misery all in one which he really wasn't helping with. Eventually when he commented on her appearance it was enough to break her silence and she slapped him across the face.

"I hate you! How dare you! You leave without saying goodbye after calling me a sadist and then you dump your dying corpse at my door?! I was so worried... I really hate you!"

She tried to get conviction in her voice but it didnt work all that well when she had tears streaming down her face and she was clutching at his undershirt like her life depended on it. She growled angrily at herself before slumping down in the bed next to him. "Everyone will live, although Torkost will loose his leg... you almost died just so we are clear. they ran you completely through. You better thank me, Vkarshdan."
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