08-07-2013, 02:49 PM
Rune rested while the blessedly cold ice packs did their numbing magic. For once she looked quiet and relaxed. Even when she'd lounged on the steps with the beer, a cloud of frustrated ire surrounded her head. Now though, with one hand folded against her abdomen and her shoulders laid back, she was turned inward and thoughtful. Aria's narrow movements and somber tone only added to the quiet. A trickle of cold water snaked down the back of her neck and pooled at the collar of her tanktop. It felt wonderful. In the far distance she thought she heard a metro train, but it was too muffled by the sea-can walls, and she dismissed the sound.
Then Aria's quiet admission shattered it all.
Rune's eyes popped straight open and she stared at Aria, gaping. She was a furia! Rune didn't know if the shock was that it was Aria who was the furia or that Rune was actually in the presence of one (not including herself). They were fairly rare, she thought, and part of why the Atharim had so much invested in Rune. Suspicion immediately jumped to the front of her brain, and Rune wondered if Tehya arranged their working together on purpose. Then she sheepishly wondered why it was Tehya thought this job needed two furia. Didn't she trust Rune? Did she think she couldn't get it done? Then sending them to go with Hood?
No no. Rune couldn't think like that. Orders were orders, Tehya had to know what she was doing to have arranged this skewed triangular team. Why did she want one alive?
Rune relaxed after a few moments, but she never quite regained her previous sleepy posture. She kept Aria in her gaze. In fact, she curiously studied the woman's peripheral belongings... a book, gloves, and (nice) boots. "Sorry about that. I'd never met another furia before." Rune trailed off, thinking back to the strange meeting that led to her meeting Aria in Old Arbat.
"So, umm, that's why you're skiddish?" Not to be nosy, well, actually Rune was being nosy, she just didn't care. Either Aria would tell her what had her wound so tight she couldn't sneeze without blowing out the back of her skull or she would tell Rune to mind her own business. "I mean, like earlier at that cafe. When you bumped into the table. You didn't really have a migraine did you?"
Then Aria's quiet admission shattered it all.
Rune's eyes popped straight open and she stared at Aria, gaping. She was a furia! Rune didn't know if the shock was that it was Aria who was the furia or that Rune was actually in the presence of one (not including herself). They were fairly rare, she thought, and part of why the Atharim had so much invested in Rune. Suspicion immediately jumped to the front of her brain, and Rune wondered if Tehya arranged their working together on purpose. Then she sheepishly wondered why it was Tehya thought this job needed two furia. Didn't she trust Rune? Did she think she couldn't get it done? Then sending them to go with Hood?
No no. Rune couldn't think like that. Orders were orders, Tehya had to know what she was doing to have arranged this skewed triangular team. Why did she want one alive?
Rune relaxed after a few moments, but she never quite regained her previous sleepy posture. She kept Aria in her gaze. In fact, she curiously studied the woman's peripheral belongings... a book, gloves, and (nice) boots. "Sorry about that. I'd never met another furia before." Rune trailed off, thinking back to the strange meeting that led to her meeting Aria in Old Arbat.
"So, umm, that's why you're skiddish?" Not to be nosy, well, actually Rune was being nosy, she just didn't care. Either Aria would tell her what had her wound so tight she couldn't sneeze without blowing out the back of her skull or she would tell Rune to mind her own business. "I mean, like earlier at that cafe. When you bumped into the table. You didn't really have a migraine did you?"