Amani, evka


Amani picks Reveka up from Igen and takes her to Southern for an extended "Vacation".


-- On Pern --
It is 6:37 PM where you are.
It is evening of the first day of the first month of the fourteenth turn of the 12th pass.
In Igen:
It is the sixty-first day of Winter and 26 degrees. It is a bright, sunny day with a gentle wind.
In Southern:
It is the sixty-first day of Summer and 105 degrees. It is sunny and bright. White fluffy clouds drift lazily across the china blue sky.
In Southern Mountains:
It is the sixty-first day of Summer and 25 degrees. It's really damn cold out.


Southern Weyr, Beach

OOC Date 18 May 2018 06:00


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"I don't feel brave Amani. I just feel…lost."



An eerie mirror, the glass-quiet Sea of Azov: the clear waters stretch along the dark-pebbled shores, and along this narrow beach. Here the faintest lap of waves belies the calm beyond; here the rocks have been ground down into finest, softest sand - those observant would mark upon the similarity between it and the sands of the hatching grounds. The soft sand soaks up summer sunlight as a sponge; painfully hot during the warmer months, it is only truly pleasant at wintertime. Rocks rise to east and west, lichen-limned and green against the abyssal darkness of stone.

It is the sixty-first day of Summer and 105 degrees. It is sunny and bright. White fluffy clouds drift lazily across the china blue sky.

It didn't take long for Amani to make arrangements after getting Reveka's letter. She'd been hoping for it, knowing it would be best for her friend to just get away from Igen for a while but not wanting to push her into it. She'd gone to the desert Weyr this afternoon to get Reveka, saving time for talking and goodbyes and some time with Xanthee as well before returning and letting the other girl get settled in. They've eaten, wandered the boardwalk, touched on a few deeper points in conversation but not too much just yet. Now, with Zymuraith lounging regally in the shallows, the two young women are stretched out on towels upon the sand in the queen's shadow. Even though they're both desert girls, direct summer sun is never fun. They just know how to look fabulous while enduring it.

Reveka lets the sun and the heat soak in, her bathing wear is a one piece, but there's plenty of skin showing and soaking up that heat. She can still hardly believe she's here when just hours ago she was standing in Igen still. The benefits of dragonflight. It had been nice to while away the afternoon on the boardwalk, to forget for awhile, even if they had touched on a serious topic or two. "Thank you, Amani." She says, arm still draped over her eyes. "I really did need to get out of there." She feels a little guilty for it being so sudden, she hadn't given anyone much warning, or time to get used to the idea. But sometimes you have to think of yourself, and not everyone else, and Reveka needed to leave for her own sanity. The sound of the waves on the beach is pleasing, calming.

"I know. You're welcome," Amani replies, reaching over to give Reveka's hand a squeeze. "Retail therapy in the Bazaar was only going to go so far, and the boardwalk is a little less prone to sketchy corners." She turns a wry smirk upon her friend and sighs, turning onto her side and propping herself on an elbow. Her own swimsuit is a two-piece affair in bold indigo with gold accents - something she never would have dreamed about wearing a few Turns ago. Now she has absolutely no compunctions about it, being much more comfortable in her own skin. "So who's getting the hand-me-down yurt for now?" First hers, then Reveka's…and now being safeguarded by someone else all over again? It's an amusing thought.

Reveka rolls to her side so that she can look at Amani while she speaks and gives her a slight grin for the seedy description of the bazaar. It is an odd, seedy place indeed, but it's home. Or it was. Reveka is trying not to think about it in quite those terms yet. Reveka shrugs, sighing. "No idea, I just asked Willa to make sure it was put to good use and that I'd worry about a roof when I got back." It is an amusing thought indeed, to wonder who it will go to next. "I'm sure it will become a good home for someone."

"That's all I hope for. Not that I have any say; it was only mine for a few months." Amani shrugs her free shoulder, the hand dangling from the arm settled upon her waist skimming idly along the edge of the blanket. "And just to be absolutely clear, you're not imposing. I just wanted to make sure the most comfortable guest room was free for you, and it won't be until tomorrow evening." Trying to get a visiting Craftsecond to shift rooms near the end of his stay, much less at any other time, is about as impossible as moving a mountain anyway. "Besides, it's just you and not Xan, too, this time."

Reveka blushes a little. "Thank you. You didn't have to do that." Reveka would have taken any old guest room, really. "But I do appreciate it. And thank you for letting me come here." Reveka falls onto her back and rubs her hands over her face before sitting up and turning towards Amani. "I really did mess things up at home." She looks down, digging one of her toes in the sand at the edge of the blanket. "In more ways than one."

Amani's smile returns with Reveka's blush, this time sympathetically. She still does her fair share of that herself, of course…and perhaps a bit more than usual lately, given certain comments surrounding her lifemate. But then her friend starts in with self-blame, and she uses her foot to nudge Reveka's as she starts that bit of digging. "Don't do that to yourself, Rev. It's not as simple as just you messing things up. You know that, right?"

Reveka shrugs. "Maybe it isn't, but maybe it is. Amani, there were so many other obvious paths I could have taken. So many things I could have done differently. I know it's not as simple as 'I messed up, now what do I do?' and then I can fix it. I know that. But…. well, we all know what they say about hindsight right?" And it's an even bigger bitch than Reveka could have ever imagined. "And I know I'm hurting Daen…" He'd said as much, and then accused her of running away. And he'd been right.

"If you care about one another, then that's inevitable. But if he can't see the difference between running away and taking the time to take care of yourself, then…he's making it more about himself than you, Rev," Amani states definitively, though she winces a bit as she speaks the last bit. "Loving…does hurt. It opens you up to that as much as to wonderful things. But I think if it works the right way, it should make you want the best for the other person above wanting the other person to yourself, you know? This…" She sighs again, trying to figure out how best to say what she's thinking. "This is important, Rev. Healing. It's not wrong. And it's not cowardly. I think you're brave for going with what you know will help you."

Reveka looks thoughtful, nodding along as Amani talks. "Maybe, I don’t think he meant it like that." She says of the first, of Amani's last, she laughs, wrapping her arms around her legs and resting her chin on her knees. "I don't feel brave Amani. I just feel…lost." Reveka continues to bury her toe in the sand, calmed by the feel of the sand. "Like I'm looking at my life from the outside, in, and I've got no control over any of it." If Pern had the term Trainwreck….

Amani presses herself up to sitting as well, facing Reveka and mirroring her friend's pose. "You can't control your past," she notes softly, klah-dark eyes intent upon the other girl's face. "What you have in your hands is your present. That's what you have control over, here and now. You can look at everything that's happened over the past months and let it whisper in your ear and condemn you over and over again…but what does that get you? You know what not to do now, Rev. It can't hurt you anymore. It's far, far away." Her hand finds Reveka's once more, squeezing and not letting go. "No one's looking at you down or sideways here. There's me and Zymuraith, there's the heat and the jungle and the sea - and snow if you ever want to see that, too," she adds with a quick little grin. "And there's quiet. Space to think and breathe. Let it all do its work. And whenever you need me, all you have to do is say so."

Reveka sighs and sits up, eyes locking onto Amani’s while she talks, and what she says makes perfect sense. Still there’s a part of Reveka that will always hover over the ‘what ifs’. However, what she can do, is tell that part of herself to shut up until she can examine things with a clearer mind. And Amani’s right, her mistakes can’t tarnish her any more than they already have. She smiles at the goldrider, squeezing her hand back and nodding. “You’re right. I suppose I should just let it all go, and try and work through what’s left, aye?” She laughs and shakes her head and stares out at the Sea. “Here’s to new adventures, eh?” Blinking she turns back to her friend, trying to clear her mind of the negative energy it’s hosted as of late. “Anything interesting going on at the Weyr tonight?” There, a change in topic, that should do the trick.

"I do know that letting go doesn't happen overnight," Amani amends, giving Reveka's hand one last squeeze before letting go. "New adventures are always good, Rev. You never know what they'll get you." She gestures to Zymuraith with a grin in demonstration, and the massive queen swings her head around with a rumble, great eyes swirling a content blue-green as she lets out a soft huff the billows over both girls. Amani laughs softly, reaching out to rub her lifemate's nose before thinking for a moment. "Nothing specific, really," she says of goings-on at the Weyr this evening. "That doesn't mean we can't make something interesting to do, of course. We could go to the Kitten, or the Treble Clef for dinner and music. Or we could go to Southern Barrier Hold, relax in the springs and look at the stars and get some amazing food and klah… Or we could just bring food and booze back to my weyr and talk some more and sleep," she adds with a smirk. "What would you like to do, Rev?"

Reveka looks up at Amani's gold when she swings her head around, her own eyes focused on the whirling eyes. "Indeed. It certainly worked out for you well." Reveka laughs and winks at her friend. Amani definitely had a good adventure coming here, and seems to have found herself as well. Perhaps this trip will do the same for Reveka. She thinks on her options for the evening and while going out and having fun sounds nice, Reveka is honestly exhausted. "I say the latter is the most appealing. All the hopping about today has been tiring and a good night in with food, booze and friend sounds great."

Being open to anything, Amani just gives her friend a smile and nods. "Works for me. Now we just have to figure out where we're going to raid food from…" The living cavern? The Kitten? Perhaps the boardwalk vendors? Though that will probably get eaten on the way back if they get it now. "I have some different drinks at home. We can figure out the food as we go." She stands up, offering a hand down for Reveka to pull herself up with.

Reveka takes the offered hand and nods, standing and brushing off any sand that might have clung despite the blanket. She begins gathering up her things. "Wanna see if that boardwalk vendor will box up some of those kabobs he was cooking?" Any way they go for food, Reveka will be happy with it. She's just glad to be away from it all for the moment, even with her sudden bouts of ennui.

Amani chuckles and nods at that, reaching down to pull up, shake out, and fold her blanket. "Sure, though it'll be something if they last back to the weyr. And we need ices and bubbly pies from somewhere." The boardwalk or wherever has them along the way. "I don't normally like a lot of sweets, but…I'm having a yen." Once she has her sandals on, she'll hook an arm around Reveka's shoulders and squeeze tightly. "I'm glad you're here, Rev," she says, and leads them on toward the boardwalk and the Weyr proper after that.

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