From A Shadow Comes Light { tag } Slasher/Niomi

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Despite being new, this dining hall is very similar to the one back at old Atricis, giving a familiarity to the new Weyr. It is one large, central cavern carved out from the side of the cliff with many tables of varying sizes and seat numbers. The kitchens are attached, and there is a set of stairs leading down into the lower caverns.
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From A Shadow Comes Light { tag } Slasher/Niomi

Postby Ember » Thu May 17, 2018 4:11 pm

Note: Takes place a few days after the eggs were clutched.

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It felt so good to be out of the infirmary at last. There were still moments when he was tired, and therefore slow. But considering what he'd been like not long ago, he'd consider his condition vastly improved. He had a room in the crafter's quarters, considering his position as a Journeyman, he was working in the smithy and with the beasts, and while it was a day-by-day situation, he was more than fine with that. It got him out, about, with Corvo again and allowed him to take his mind off of the ache in his chest from not seeing Niomi on a day-to-day basis like he was used to.

Those few glances they were able to exchange, those few words, just didn't feel like enough for him. But he was trying to do right for her, to show her that he wasn't going to keep that strangle hold on her that he'd held for so long. He wasn't his father, and she wasn't his drudge. He was a man that loved her and she... she didn't know, and he wasn't sure if he could tell her. She was so happy, and candidacy suited her.

That's why he couldn't tell her about Emrys. Or at least one of the reasons. Because there were eggs on the sands now. He'd first gotten the shadow kit the day before the clutch had dropped, found in the Weyr Yard apparently abandoned. He'd took hold of it, they'd found a certain kinship in those first few moments, and being the soft-heart that he was underneath, Cat had decided he couldn't leave the poor thing behind. He'd intended to show Niomi the next day, but then the eggs had appeared, and that idea had been dropped, and then a day had gone by when they hadn't seen one another.

And then two.

And now the were on day three.

He glanced inside his shirt, where the little furflit was tucked away and sleeping, content to be where he was, and the man smiled. "You'll get to meet her eventually, I think." He let the shirt fall back, and leaned forward to take another bite of his food, then reached for his klah, thoughts racing through his mind.

He just wasn't sure when he'd be able to make introductions - scratch that, when he'd be willing to - and he didn't think he could so soon after the eggs. It had nothing to do with wanting to keep Emrys from her, and everything to do with the timing of things. He wanted to see her, let her spill her happiness and joy over the eggs first, and then maybe see from there. As it was now, he knew he wouldn't immediately. There were many things he wasn't sure of these days, as he regained his footing and started to find new roles in life. But if there were two things Cat knew for certain, Niomi's happiness and well being would always come before his own.
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Re: From A Shadow Comes Light { tag } Slasher/Niomi

Postby Slasher » Thu May 17, 2018 7:44 pm

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Now that the eggs were on the Sands, it seemed like a flurry of activity had hit the Candidate's, with new lists of chores and lessons, and some days Niomi felt like her head would explode from all the new information. But she had also found that she felt starved for it. The dragons, the Weyr, the South, Atricis and all it included, just everything. It was a whole new world, entirely different and beyond anything she could have imagined back at Emerald Fields Hold. And best of all, Cataren was still in her life. Even if she saw him less(which was thoroughly depressing), when they did manage to see each other, she could give him a quick hug, or talk to him without whispering, and there was no fear of being beaten, or getting him in trouble(much more importantly).

But back to the present. Food. Food was nice. She had finished her chores for the day, and was already planning on maybe trying to find Cataren, but figured she should eat something first. He had listened to her stomach grumble far too many times over the turns as it is. So when she entered the Dining Hall, it was odd, but her eyes seemed to shoot straight for the slightly hunched, but more than familiar figure. What?

The girl froze a second, blinking several times, then a huge grin split her face, and she practically floated straight for the man. She managed to slip around without detection, using a few other people walking around the large room, and came up behind him. Gently, her fingers found their way over his eyes from behind, and she leaned closer to him to be heard above the gentle murmur of the room, ”You have three guesses as to who this is.” It was rare that she got the drop on him, and her tone was playful, and upbeat as opposed to the potentially sultry one someone might expect from such a move on her part. But that was not what her and Cat's relationship was(as much as she might entertain the impossible thought every now and then).
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Re: From A Shadow Comes Light { tag } Slasher/Niomi

Postby Ember » Mon May 21, 2018 2:03 am

The gentle press of fingers should have startled him. Perhaps had it been another woman, it might have. But this wasn't just any woman, this was Niomi, and rather than send a shock through his system, the feel of her hands over her eyes sent several tiny sparks through his body that told his heart to beat and his blood to race. He had to give himself a moment - no, several - before he was able to respond, because his throat was suddenly too dry and sticky to give her a proper response, and if he'd tried to say anything, he'd come around sounding ill again, and that would just make her worry. He just couldn't let that happen, not after everything she'd been through the last couple of months or more when it came to him.

A moment was granted then, during which he gave himself a moment to tap his chin in feigned consideration. Eventually through that action, he found his voice, though to his ears it still sounded off and he as certain to her own it would as well. Or maybe that wasn't tight and sticky he was hearing, but something husky instead. And all because she'd placed her fingers over his eyes to surprise him with. Faranth, how was it that he could react to such a simple touch as that? His heart thump-thump-thumped in response, as if that was supposed to give him a reason, but he couldn't understand, or maybe he just didn't want to admit to it yet, because that would mean tying her down, and tying her down...

Tying her down meant taking away everything she'd been working so hard on since arriving at the Weyr. It made his heart hurt, and his entire body ache, to deny himself the one thing he wanted but couldn't have, and yet he would, because it was for her. All of this would be for her, and one day she would see that, when she moved on and found someone else, and forgot about him...

His chest started to grow tight, and as though sensing this, Emrys curled up more tightly against him. Gave a little lick against him in an attempt to comfort him, even if all he ended up "kissing" was the fabric of his undershirt. He swallowed again, and tried to resist touching the lump resting against his chest. "Not the Weyrwoman..." He said, knowing that would make her giggle. "Certainly not the Candidatemaster..." Again she would giggle, he was sure of it.

And so he did what came naturally to him; without opening his eyes, he lifted one of her hands from an eye, kissed the tips of her fingers, and murmured against them, "Niomi..."
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Re: From A Shadow Comes Light { tag } Slasher/Niomi

Postby Slasher » Wed May 23, 2018 10:19 pm

This was not the first time they'd played this game. And they'd both been on both sides over the Turns. Granted, it was never this out in the open. That in itself sent a little thrill down her spine. Candidate's were not allowed to fraternize with romance or anything, but that did nothing to quiet her inner feelings and thoughts, thoughts she'd had for as many turns as she'd known him. And as Cataren tapped his chin, she couldn't help but grin. That deliberate movement gave him away. He knew it was her. Who else would it be?

But that question brought to mind a whole fresh slew of chaos into her mind, and while he tapped his chin in pretend thought, she screamed at herself inwardly to stop the sudden flood of images. Who else would it be? Shells, it could be any woman! She had been so busy with Lessons and Chores, who knows who else he might have met at the Weyr? Who else might have her heart skip every other beat when he was around? Who else would touch him with such affectionate, soft fingers? She begged then for him to say her name, guess it was her. But what if he didn't? What if he thought her touch was some other woman's? Some woman who was allowed to love on him, who dared to, even? Some woman he had met and fell for while she was too busy with dragons.

"Not the Weyrwoman..." She was so caught up in her own selfish thoughts that his first guess caught her off guard enough that a short, small giggle ripped from her lips. She couldn't help it. Oh, come now, Cataren! The Weyrwoman? Truly?

"Certainly not the Candidatemaster..." Again, a surprised, amused giggle escaped. Even if she had had brutal thoughts of another woman being in his life, playing with him in such a way(not that her intentions were romantic, because there was no way that would ever happen. He had no interest in her like that, she was sure of it), she knew it would not be the Weyrwoman, or the Candidatemaster.

And then she felt his hand move to hers, take it slightly, and move her fingers down to his lips. As he kissed them, a tiny, small sigh escaped her lips, her eyes narrowing the slightest bit at the feel of those lips brushing so-softly against her skin. Oh, but what she would give for them to touch her own...A hard lump formed in her throat briefly as he murmured her name, and she was glad he hadn't looked at her yet. If he had, he would see the strained expression, her eyes perhaps a bit too wide. But turns of practice won over rapidly, and she leaned down, giving him a brief hug, ”Hello, Cataren! Long time no see!” She released him quicker than might have been needed, and sat beside him on the long bench, ”I was going to come find you, yet here you are! I got lucky.” She smiled warmly at him.
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