Thread: Dragons and Cats (DinoDroid & Mafdet)

RE Dragons and Cats Despite that she hardly ate through the whole week, Jazira just didn't find herself that hungry enough to finish the chicken, though she forced herself to eat a couple of more bites before she laid it down on a plate she had found. Sighing, she stared at the floor for a brief time before she had to look up due to someone approaching her, his scales as bright yellow as the sun, commenting about her enjoying the food and having met Neera. Joining to sit with her, she resisted the urge to move away as he asked her how was the experience. She personally reminded me of my old nanna... she said in a light tone, though at least it was in a more friendly way than anything she'd used before while anyone commented to her on the week of traveling. With him introducing himself while holding out a hand, she looked at the offered claw for several seconds before slowly reaching out and shaking it, not really saying anything in return they knew who she was. Good to meet you too... Noticing him falling silent and even seeming to fall asleep, she was wondering if she should move elsewhere when he spoke again. Why does everyone presume to talk to her about what happened as though they wanted to understand her? Her ears flicked back against her skull as she remained silent for the good portion of what he said. Yet you all presumed that we didn't hate him too... she muttered as she looked to the opposite direction, not seeing how anyone could mean well with the attack and probably wouldn't ever see it for a long time. With him leaving with a comment that she wasn't alone, she wanted to scream that she was especially alone here. Sleep deprivation doesn't make for reasonable thinking, one could guess. The white dragon appeared again and this time made a comment about her looking tired, which for once he said something right as far as she was concerned right now. Sighing softly, she looked up at his offered hand and was about to swat it away to get up on her own when she paused in her actions, then merely took it to be helped onto her feet. Her hoping for complete silence was short-lived as they were going below deck as the other spoke, making her stay silent, wishing that he wouldn't bother. Sometimes she wished that he was that cold calculating killer he made himself to be when they first met, it would have made it a lot easier to just hate him... And leave where...? I have nothing, she said, sadness and despair threatening to overwhelm her again but she fought them back, so her tone only held some sadness. Coming into a hallway, he went to a door and opened it for her, finding a small room that he told her was cut off from the rest. She didn't care that it was small as she entered it, though she stayed quiet as she realized that he was still standing there at the doorway in silence for a minute. When he finally spoke up, Jazira really didn't want to hear him say sorry it meant that now she was going to be the only one that would hold it at a distance in her desperate need for a grudge, to feel angry. Her wings physically drooped down as he made to leave, and she didn't make any reaction as he quietly said what he had said, making it seem that she didn't hear. 'Stay! He's letting me choose to stay or leave, but leave where?! I can't go back home!' There was no more excuse to make, so closing the door as quickly as possible, she was already choking on a sob as she laid on the bed, curling up on her side against the top corner of it as she finally let her tears spill, her chest aching from the emotions of pain, sadness, despair, loneliness, anger and most of all confusion, while she pulled the small pillow against her chest to hug tightly. For an hour she was like this, crying after a week of holding the tears back until there were no more tears to be spilled, her body's exhaustion and the gentle rocking of the boat making her fall asleep before she could even recover from the torrent of emotions... When the morning came, she barely moved from her position, her body still curled up tightly around the pillow as she woke up partially. Her body ached, her chest was still painfully tight, her eyes stung and she had a small headache, which was to be expected. Though emotional wise, she felt a lot better... not that she'd want to admit that. Sighing softly, she finally uncurled her legs to stretch them out, wincing as they protested from having held still in such an uncomfortable position for several hours. Jazira didn't get up after doing so, as she didn't want to be seen with red eyes right now. Besides, she wasn't much of a person for company when she wakes up, and likely no one wanted to see her since after last night. At least they got to enjoy their fun with her gone in her room. She closed her eyes again as she tried to let her thoughts stay calm and not think of her family, she didn't need another bout of crying. Deep breathes eventually helped her chest loosen up from being painful, as well as allowed her to remain calm and awake. 'What I'd give for a bath...' she found herself thinking, though she wasn't going to say anything of that rather simple wish to anyone on a boat that had only the essentials. I promise that she gets better. XD And I don't always make such big posts... this is rather a surprise that I'm writing so much.