Re: A Desperate Search.. but first some ale.. (open)
Posted: July 14th, 2018, 3:47 am
Takrin Medar
| Takrin’s heart was still pounding from the shock of seeing someone who’d been at the White Tower. He tried to suppress this uncontrollable notion that the people he had seen vanish before the Tower collapsed were in some way responsible for the destruction. If he went down this path, he knew that there’d be little hope in getting their assistance. He didn’t quite feel like himself when he thought of that day and the people involved, and he wished he didn’t react without thinking sometimes. Usually, in his more lighthearted moods, this tendency of saying what’s on the top of his head brought on hilarity and mischief. Not … this. As the Mayener Asha’man spoke in response to the newcomer, he knew that some of his words were directed at him. He still didn’t know completely how he felt about this Jaryd and the people he’d been with that day, but he could see where Nate was coming from. Some of it made sense, some of it was logical, but Takrin’s emotions did not follow logic as much as he would like. He ran a hand through his hair and tried to hide his look of chagrin. It made sense that it would have taken quite a few people to evacuate who they could at the White Tower. What puzzled Takrin, though, was why it seemed as if the Aes Sedai hadn’t been as involved in this process as he would have imagined. Or maybe they had been. He had just heard a lot of rumors, especially on his way here, that the Grey Tower did this, the Grey Tower did that. He had a lot of questions about that day, not the least of which was Thalina’s whereabouts, but he would remain silent… at least until he knew Thalina was safe. Takrin pushed past his discomfort, turning his attention to the shorter man. A sudden globe of light shone above Jaryd’s outstretched hand. His eyes, having become accustomed to the darkened sky, squeezed shut at the light’s abrupt appearance. Instinctively, his hand reached out to momentarily shield his eyes until they were more comfortable with he light. Jaryd had not been dressed in the formal attire of an Asha’man, so this action shocked him again – though he inwardly scolded himself a few seconds later for being surprised. The man had been part of the Grey Tower group who’d left in a… whatever that was. It should not have startled him that the man could channel. His mouth suddenly dry, he tried his best to speak without faltering – pretending that a man holding a floating globe of light was nothing new to him. “I was there. Not at the Tower, though I had been on my way to see Thalina. Guess I’m lucky that I barely missed it, huh?” He took in a deep breath, running a hand through his hair. “I’m all kinds of lucky, seems like,” he murmured almost under his breath. He was both intrigued and anxious about continuing that conversation, so, he just let that topic be. He determined he should find something else to talk about, because he didn’t think he could handle an awkward silence with these Asha’man, nor did he think it was safe to talk about that day. Not yet, anyway. “This Mia lady, she keep those girls straight? Thalina can be a hand full… though she’s been a lot more serious past couple of years when I met up with her.” As he followed Nate and Jaryd, Takrin spoke more about Thalina’s antics – the ones she told him about anyway. He’s sure she kept her juiciest stories secret, at least until she was done with her training and became a full-blown Aes Sedai. He spoke about Thalina because he was avoiding more awkward questions. He didn’t want to risk insulting anyone who was about to help him find his sister, and he didn’t see a point in getting to know these guys when he was going to leave the moment he found she was here, safe and sound. He’d go home, tell Mother she was here, and go on with his life. Quick and easy, right? |