Who

Reveka, Xanthee

What

Xanthee is on a mission to discover the truth, and seeks out her friend Reveka for some answers.

Discussion about sex

When

It is sunset of the nineteenth day of the first month of the thirteenth turn of the 12th pass.

Where

Caravan Grounds, Igen Weyr

OOC Date 24 Jan 2018 05:00

 

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"And then there may or may not have been copious amounts of sex."


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Caravan Grounds

Deep grooves in the hard packed earth criss-cross a large patch of denuded ground, bearing mute testament to the caravans that frequent this area. Despite the midden holes set back a ways from the main center of traffic, the air is sweet, redolent with the sagebrush that forms a loose perimeter around the flattened expanse. In what is as close to its center as the vague boundaries suggest, a stone ringed fire pit has been dug and surrounded with the odd log or two, ash overflowing from its darkly blackened core.


Reveka is just finished with supper and a bath, making her way back to the grounds in heavy leathers and a scarf wrapped around her head. She's looking forward to being in her warm yurt. She'd set the brazier to warming before she left. Absent mindedly she wonders if she should meander over to a certain leatherworker's yurt later. She finds she would like to revisit their experiment. Perhaps after she gets things turned down for the night. Hmm. That may be an idea.

A figure wearing a black cloak with the hood pulled up has been lurking as subtly as possible in the shadows near the Reveka's yurt. Xanthee has been wandering the camp, trying to look as inconspicuous as a person could possibly get cloaked head to toe to black. Sticking to the shadows, she looked everywhere she could think of for a certain Zingari dancer, so for the last ten minutes or so, she has just been loitering around her friend's yurt trying to look as casual as possible. But then it looks like she is rewarded when she sees the brown haired girl headed her way. Stepping as quietly as she can until she is right next to her friend, Xanthee says cheerily. "There you are Reveka! I've been looking for you." The grin on her face and suspiciously narrowed eyes betray a Xanthee on a mission, and sorry Reveka, but you are the target.

"Shards and shells Xanthee, for Faranth's sake!!! We get enough of that with the guard students trying to be sneaky!" Well, not the guard students exactly, but Reveka can't outright say spy. "You've been looking for me? What's up, come inside its too damn cold out here." Reveka leads the way into her yurt, which is indeed warm. She moves to the brazier and stokes the coals, bringing up a little bit of flame. She sets a pot of tea to boil and turns to Xan, waving at her to make herself comfortable. "How was Mal's birthday?"

YES! Xanthee can't help but give an internal cheer as she managed to successfully sneak up on her friend. At the invitation, the raven-haired girl bobs her head and follows Reveka in, pulling the hood of her cloak down as she walks over to the brazier and holds out her red hands. Now that she has found her mark..um..friend, she feels the cold that had seeped in through the cloak. "Thank you, I guess it is a bit nippy out there." she says off handedly, but then the subject turns to one of her favorites, and she blushes a little bit, "Very well received. He was very appreciative of my efforts." Xan says with a wink shot over her shoulder at the dancer girl. "But you don't want to hear all the steamy details, of course. And I am here because…" and here she sighs a little bit, eye wandering as if she is searching for just the right words, "It's Daenerys. There's something he's hiding from me. And I'm worried." Her voice is now even with a touch of worry. "He's so evasive, he will hardly answer my questions. No..something's just not right."

Reveka smiles at Xanthee, the news that her turnday plans for her miner had gone well. At the sound of Daen's name, Reveka's mahogany colored eyes flick upward in interest. "Oh? Why would you be worried about that? Daenerys is like a feline, you only know what he wants you to when he wants you to know it. Otherwise, he's Mr Because Feline. How is that odd?" Reveka smiles like a friend trying to help another friend out, her tone too, is indicative of this last, but her eyes twinkle a little knowingly. She might know what Daen is hiding. She might not. But if Xanthee is sniffing after whatever Reveka thinks she is, then letting her know would cause the shriek of the century and never-ending smugness. Dear Faranth. Reveka wonders if she can keep up the charade. Obviously Daen has been messing with the girl. How long can they keep her guessing?

Shoulders slump forward in dissapointment, Xanthee shakes her head in defeat before throwing her hands up. "I know, I know! It's his nature, as sharding annoying as it is." When she looks up again, she sees the twinkle in Reveka's eyes and her own emerald gaze narrows suspiciously as she files that away. With another loud sigh, Xanthee muses, "I just thought you might know, becuse of what he said happened between the two of you…" her tone implying that she knows something when in reality all she got out of the Tanner was that they 'talked things out'.

Reveka chuckles and shakes her head. "What you mean his comment and my chewing him a new arsehole? And then we made up?" That's a bare bones enough explanation with enough questions of her own to try and see what Xanthee is getting at exactly. "Tea?" Reveka grabs a couple of cups.

With eyes narrowing further at Reveka's evasiveness, Xanthee nods her head with a smile, "Yes please. Tea would be lovely. And lovelier still if I don't need to prepare it." a soft giggle accompanies this comment. But soon Xan returns to subject at hand, "Well, the way he said it there was a bit more than making up involved…" Okay, now she is straight up fishing, but in the sleuthing gig, you can't get ahead if you don't take risks.

Reveka nods and laughs as she prepared the tea herself. She can see why Xan wouldn't want to make her own. She's quiet as she listens to Xan speak further, hands going through a routine with the tea that's like breathing air to her. "Really now? What did he say happened?" Reveka can fish too, and she's the queen of answrting a question with a question. She can tell Xan is fishing, but this game is fun.

"Well, one thing that really struck me was that he said he does really like you." Xanthee decides that a nugget of truth given the right spin might throw her friend off balance. She cranes her neck to see her progress with the tea, approving of the other girl's technique with a slight nodo of her head. Her fingers are begining to thaw as she takes the time to glance around the yurt, because you never know what clues might be just laying around.

Reveka chuckles. "Aye, I like him too. We did decide to be friends after all." Reveka grins mischievously. She hands Xanthee her tea when it's ready and sips on her own after. "And ther may have been kissing…" OK… she'll toss Xan that one bone for now. "He didn't tell you about that?"

Xanthee takes the tea as her eyebrow hooks up her forehead, "Kissing you say? When was this kissing?" her tone turning to interrogation as she studies the other girl as she holds the mug with both hands in front of her.

Reveka laughs and sips her tea. "Oh, somewhere between me asking g him if he was an asshole on purpose and when we decided to be friends." Reveka winks at Xanthee. She's totally playing with the woman now. "He's a deliciously good kisser." Bread crumbs Xan. Bread crumbs.

Xanthee gasps, the teasing nature of Reveka's words making her think that actually there was a lot more than kissing going on. She stalks closer now, a small smirk of satisfation on her face. "Oh really? Cause I have a feeling that you guys did way more than kissing. You are both way too smug and evasive." She leans back, puts her free hand on her hip and looks the girl up and down for a long moment as she takes a couple sips of her tea, as if she may see something in the dancer physically that could give her a hint as to how far they may have gone. "I think you guys went all the way and now neither of you want to tell me because then you would have to admit that my matchmaking had been a success." All that is offered between sips, while her emerald eyes lock on Reveka's face.

Reveka sighs. Resigned, because she knows Xan will never let it go. "And then there may or may not have been copious amounts of sex." Reveka blushes a bit more and sips at her tea. There are parts of her that are still a little tender. "And I may or may not have stayed the night."

It builds slowly, like a low hum, the sound slowly building in volume and intensity, until it crescendos into a loud SQUEAL as Xanthee bounces on the spot, causing her tea to slosh over the rim and splalsh onto her sloak. But she doesn't care as she merely puts down the cup and resumes her bouncing unimpeded. "REVEKA!!" She squeaks as she comes over to hug her friend tightly. "I knew the two of you could hit it off!" And so it starts, because, of course, Xan is majorly responsible for her friend giving up her V card.

Reveka 's ears ring with the squeal and she scrunches up her face in response though laughter is bubbling from her lips. "Make a big deal out of it Xanthee why don't you?" She hastily sets her tea aside to accept the hug from one of her two besties. Reveka's whole face turns red for a moment as Xan makes her exclamations. "Settle down lady, we aren't a couple or anything." Just two people having sex. Yup. Reveka chuckles again and shakes her head. "I still don't know what made him change his mind. mercurial as a feline he is." As previously stated.

Hugging Reveka tightly before letting her go with a smirk, Xanthee's emerald eyes dance mischievously, "Uh huh. You say that now…" Xanthee says with a knowing smirk and a little shrug of her shoulders as if she doesn't believe that will remain the case for long. "We'll just have to see now won't we?" The smugness is already tinting her tone with barely repressed glee.

Reveka is not at all sure Daen will ever go for the long haul in a relationship, and a relationship isn't something either of them want right now. But she'll humor Xanthee and chuckle. "We'll see." She hugs Xanthee one more time and retrieves her tea. She's trying to warm up OK? "You're never going to let us hear the end of this, are you?" Reveka lifts a brow in question though her smirk says she's amused by Xan's antics.

"Are you sharding kidding me?" Xanthee replies to her friend's last with a scoff and an epicly mischievous giggle that rings loud and clear. "How in Faranth's name did you think you both were going to keep this from me anyway?" She says with a shake of her head at their audacity. Snagging up her tea cup again, Xan moves over to the table to settle down in a chair there, crossing her legs primly as she leans back with a twinkle in her eye. "So…start from the begining…" she says as she waves her hand encouragingly and the rest of the vening will be spent with the weyrbrat trying to extract as many details as possible from the poor Zingari girl. Daenerys better watch out because the super sleuth is coming for him next.

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