One Last Message - Kate | Gavael

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Wed Aug 07, 2019 1:09 pm

Season - Fuzzy time to Mid Spring 2049 (one day after Falling Stars and Broken Hearts)
Time - Midday
Location - Healer Hall Great Hall, Fort Hold

@Kate | Gavael

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Turns spent as an envoy gave N'kili the strength and guise required to wear her mask. She blotted the tears out of her eyes shortly before her departure, and swore to herself that she was not allowed to shed any more. With the note folded into her inner flight pocket and Duke settled upon her shoulder, the opalrider flew out on Omiimiith for Fort Hold.

Her heart freshly rended by the the loss of two of her dearest friends, N'kili found it difficult to feel the rest of the world around her. The sensation of the wind brushing through her pinned hair and chilling her exposed cheeks was scarcely felt by her, as was the biting cold of between. Feeling had long been robbed from her, leaving N'kili as nothing more than a ghost of her former self. Were it not for the support of Omiimiith and Duke, N'kili knew not what she would have done. The day she lost Aniday, she also lost D'ran. It did not take long for word to reach her about the bronzerider's beheading. She loved them like family, thus in her heart, they died as such.

But the hurt was not over yet. Inez still had a promise to fulfil, to deliver a dead man's letter to his son. Sadly, Inez did not know Gavael, but N'kili had become familiar with the boy over the turns. During those turns that Aniday served Walled with N'kili, the opalrider had encountered the adolescent, watching him from a distance as he made his massive leaps into adulthood. The last few times she encountered Gavael, it felt as though he had sprouted before her eyes. Though a tall woman, even Gavael had come to surpass her. The boy had become a man, only to lose the very man he had strived to become.

Aniday was dead.

As Omiimiith backwinged into the courtyards, dozens of faces peeked out the windows at her unique arrival. Nearly all of those fresh countenances, however, were missed by N'kili who strove purposefully for the crafthall entrance. She was met by the Masterhealer, and made a request for a meeting with the young healer, Gavael. When asked by, N'kili told the Masterhealer in confidence.

"No..." the man spoke, horrified by the news.

"I ask that you let me be the one to tell him," N'kili clarified.

"Does his mother know?" the healer asked.

N'kili shook her head. "Though a messenger has been set out to her and Ar'vis as well."

She watched as a flurry of emotions crossed the man's face. Sorrow. Outrage. Confusion. All of those emotions, N'kili felt keenly upon her own heart for all they remained vacant from her own countenance. "What will be done about this?"

"It is not my place to say," she answered. Regardless of what she did or did not know, it was not for the Masterhealer to hear. "All I ask now is to see Gavael, Masterhealer."

The man gave a nod, and with a final word of condolence, he stepped away to find Gavael himself.

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When the Masterhealer made a personal appearance to collect Gavael, the entire classroom fell still. The class merely watched in shock as Gavael was escorted away by the man. Later, it would spur a swell of gossip regarding Gavael's fate, but that was a concern for later.

Down the corridor did the Masterhealer lead Gavael, and if asked what was going on, the Masterhealer merely stated "There is someone here to speak with you, Gavael. I cannot say any more."

Once they reached the spacious office of the Masterhealer, the sight of N'kili staring at the burning hearth greeted them. Not even the normally jovial brown at her shoulder offered Gavael a chattering greeting. Instead, the little firelizard regarded the young man with a morose note in his yellow eyes before he turned to pressed his dainty cheek against N'kili once again.

"Speaker N'kili," the Masterhealer called to her.

The woman, lifted dark eyes up to the Gavael and the Masterhealer. With a nod, she dismissed the Masterhealer. He stepped away, leaving Gavael with the opalrider.

So what did one say? "Gavael..." normally, she spoke of how tall he had grown, how beautiful he had become, but she had no joyous words for him this day. Instead, she raised a hand for the seat next to the fireplace. "Please, have a seat." Slowly, she settled into the seat next to his, and collected her thoughts. Rather than speak immediately, she took a moment to formulate her words, and to give Gavael a chance to steal his heart against the pain she was about to inflict upon him.
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Sat Aug 10, 2019 1:34 am

Grey eyes opened slightly as the sun peeked into the room though the slight hole left between the shades. Groaning, the young man rolled over, throwing the pillow over his head in a slight fit of annoyance. Why was he even awake so early? Was in the sun that had woken him up? Or something else? The young man could have sworn he was dreaming, but for the life of him, he couldn’t remember what it was about. Shrugging it off, he tried to fall back asleep, although it quickly became apparent that sleep was not going to come again. Sighing softly to himself, he sat up, swinging his feet over the bed. Stretching, he glanced around and saw that Zephyr was still asleep, so he let the young blue flit be.

Quietly he made his way to the washroom and looked in the mirror for a moment before washing his hands and face. Now that he felt a little more awake, he did not feel quiet as frustrated that he was up so early. Actually, he now figured that it was a good thing. It meant that he had more time to take care of his pet, and actually get a decent breakfast for once. Well, if he wanted it that was. While he always made sure to eat breakfast, how much he ate depended on how big of a rush he was in. Today seemed like a day where he could actually manage to have a good breakfast.

By the time he got himself ready to go, Zephyr was awake and he couldn’t help but give him a quick cleaning before he went about with his day. The two headed down to the Dining Hall where Gavael got himself, and his flit, some breakfast.

Before he knew it, it was time for him to get to his lessons. Ever since Ema had shown up here, he had been a little aloof in his lessons, but today he made himself focus. Being a Master Healer was eventually his goal, so he knew he needed to make sure that he learned everything he could. Eventually there was a small lunch break, and since Gav’s friends were not around, he sat down with one of his books and studied a bit while he ate.

Then it was off to his last lesson of the day. It seemed as though the new lesson had barely started when the Masterhealer was pulling him out. A frown marred the young man’s face, and he couldn’t stop himself from wondering if he had done something wrong. Thinking back, he couldn’t recall anything. Maybe it was something else entirely? Quickly he asked, but he just got told that someone was waiting to talk to him, and that got him wondering who it could be.

When they reached the office, he looked upon the woman who was there. He recognized her. If he remembered correctly her name was N’killi. When he had visited Aniday in Walled, he had seen the two of them together.

As she asked him to have a seat, his face fell. What was going on? Why did he need to sit down? Had something happened? While all these thoughts rushed through his mind, he did as he had been told and took a sit. Grey eyes looked up at the rider again, and as she thought before he spoke, Gav felt a knot grow in his stomach. No, he was just thinking the worst. Everything as fine. There was just another Gathering or something he was supposed to attend s. As he waited, he told himself over and over that he was worrying for nothing, but at the same time he couldn’t help but wonder if that was actually true.
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Mon Aug 12, 2019 9:23 pm

He knew.

N'kili saw it in the downfall of his countenance as he took his seat. Even if he did not know exactly what was going to be said, he likely realised that nothing good would come of their meeting today. How her heart bled for the youth, one so young who should not know the suffering he would soon endure. And yet she slowly stepped to him, taking the chair next to him. The eyes that regarded him were red with former tears. Even if they were try, the sorrow remained evident in them.

"There is no way I could possibly make this easier for you, Gavael," N'kili replied with her head shamefully hung from her shoulders in resignation. "Your father-" lips pressed, yet she maintained her composure "-He's gone. He arrived in Atricis, but... Chansoneth was already dead from her injuries, and he died shortly after from his own." How else was she to tell this young man his father was lost? For all she hoped for the kindest words to soften the blow, she knew a dagger was a dagger in the end, and it was still his heart she pierced with it.

Yet there was still one last thing she could say. Looking to him, she reached out to him from the depths of her heart to say the last. "I am so sorry, Gavael."
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Wed Aug 14, 2019 1:59 am

Grey eyes did not move from the dragon rider. Again, the young man kept telling himself that he was just overthinking the situation. Unfortunately, that pit in his stomach just kept growing. It didn’t help that there was still that slight bit of silence between them, even though it had only been but a moment or two.

As the rider moved and sat down next to him, that uneasiness grew to the point where Gavael didn’t know how much more he could handler of it. If there was something wrong, he honestly found himself wishing that she would just come out and say it. Actually, he would rather have someone here with him, and he already knew that that person was Ema. She was family, and obviously he knew she would be there for him. Unfortunately the young man had not really formed any relationships like that with anyone here.

Grey eyes quickly turned to look at the rider as she began to speak, and his heart dropped even more. When she said “father,” his mind jumped to Ar’vis actually, since he was the one who was with his mother. As she told him that it was Chansoneth and Aniday, all he could feel was, well, nothing. Numbness was what he felt. His heart and mind didn’t want to believe what he had just heard. Irrationally, he thought there was no way that Aniday could be dead, that they were lying to him.

Grey eyes locked into the rider’s own, hoping to find some tell in them that she was indeed lying. Shaking his head he tried to speak, but it only came out as a whisper, ”No, he can’t be. He, he wouldn’t just leave me like that.” Deep down he knew he sounded like a spoiled rotten child, but that’s how he had always felt about the man. That he would always be there for him, until he was old enough to be there for himself. Now, it was obvious that he had been naive, even if he wouldn’t admit it.
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The pain was there, darking in his eyes, even if Gavael kept himself in a state of denial. N'kili wanted to reach out to him, but new better as the young man answered back in an attempt to refute everything she had said. ”No, he can’t be. He, he wouldn’t just leave me like that.”

"I'm sorry, Gavael, I wish I could tell you differently," she answered back. For all she kept the tears at bay, her voice had become haggard by the heartache she felt for his loss. It took the opalrider a moment to swallow back the lump in her throat before she continued, "It didn't do this on purpose, please understand that, Gavael. He... died because he tried helping a body of people in need. He died because he stood up for them."

Her head hung in dejection, for she realised none of this was going to help the young man understand and accept what had happened. She could have pushed, but that was not her place. Instead, she looked down at her empty hands for a small time, only to reach into her vest pocket and procure a folded piece of parchment. Speckles of blood smeared across the cured skin. The dark tone of the droplets suggested they had dried not long ago. She handed the letter over to the young man. "Aniday wanted us to give this to you. It was important to him that we did."

Inez had said it was his dying words Give it to Gavael... N'kili could not bring herself to tell Gavael this, not when he was still reeling from the revelation.
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Numbness was still all he could feel, but he continued to try and push his way through it. This was important. While it was bad news, and it tore him up inside, there was someone else here who was trying to talk to him, and he needed to hear what they had to say. The childish part of him honestly found that he didn’t care what anyone else had to say. That same part of him just wanted to break down and cry, but he knew it wouldn’t do any good right now.

The rational side of him came through a bit though as the woman rider began speaking once again. Grey eyes looked at her, studying her. Her own pain was evident in her eyes, and her voice, just as he was sure his own was. Quietly, he listened as she spoke and he nodded solemnly. Honestly, he didn’t know what group she was talking about, but he did know that it was just like his father to want to help other people. There. Was a thought that came to his mind though. Was helping people really worth losing your life? Unfortunately, before he could stop it, he said, ”But, why? Was helping those people really worth loosing his life? Leaving me and everyone else behind?” Once again, he knew how selfish that sounded, and he was a bit embarrassed, but he couldn’t help it.

Gavael could feel the prick of a tear beginning and he quickly, angrily, swiped it away. Grey eyes heard something moving and looked to see the rider taking something out of her pocket and handing it to him. Before he could ask what it was, she explained it to him. Gently taking it, hands trembling slightly. Opening it, grey eyes immediately began moving back and forth across the page, as if trying to find his answer about why his father had died in this letter. He could feel tears pricking at the back of his eyes, but this time, he did not swipe them away, but nor did they fall freely. It was almost as if they were stuck there,.

Once he was done reading the letter, a very small smile appeared on his face. his father wanted him to become more, become a better man, and Gav had no doubt that he would, especially now. Finally, he brushed the tears out of his eyes and turned to the rider. ”Are you here to take me home?”

Obviously, there was no way he was staying there now. First, he needed to be with his mother. Secondly, he just, needed to be there, for his own sake. The young man knew that if he didn’t get to say a proper good bye to the most important person in his life, he would regret it later.
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Sun Aug 18, 2019 5:36 pm

”But, why? Was helping those people really worth loosing his life? Leaving me and everyone else behind?”

"I cannot tell you," N'kili answered as honestly as she could without jeopardising the very cause she fought for. "But know it was important, and he was not the only one to lose his life for it." D'ran, shards D'ran! N'kili wanted to cry out then, but she fought the urge. This young man before her did not need to see the tears stream down her cheek as harrowing songs of death rattled out from her in an agonising wail. The urge was suppressed, all to keep the young man calm for all he had begun to mourn the death of Aniday.

N'kili gave him the time he required to absorb all that she spoke of, to read the letter written to the young man. It was uncensored, smeared with those last droplets of blood in Aniday's final moments. Everything Aniday said in that letter, he said knowing he would have to say goodbye to Gavael.

It had never been finished.

”Are you here to take me home?”

"No," she answered honestly. "I ride an opal, and she is unfortunately too small for my to carry passengers." Most opals were, but it was especially the case with Omiimiith. "But later this evening, a rider will come to collect you, if that is what you wish Gavael." She pressed lips pensively before she dared to utter the rest. "The funeral will be tomorrow at New Atricis Weyr. He will be honoured, and he will be missed."
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Wed Aug 21, 2019 6:35 pm

Glancing up, grey eyes looked at the rider for a moment, before moving away. What had Aniday been doing that was so important that he had been killed? Had it even really been that important in the scheme of things? Or just important to his father? As the rider mentioned that thw sultanate rider had not been the only one to die for this cause, Gavael found himself growing even more curious. What exactly was going on? As he was about to open his mouth and ask, he quickly decided to keep it shut. This was obviously not the right time and place, and maybe it would be better if he did not know, at least, not at the present moment.

While the drops of blood on the letter had not gone unnoticed by the young man, he found that he felt the urge to at least control his emotions, even though he felt his heart breaking even more as he saw them. Even the letter broke his heart, as much as it made him chuckle as well. It did leave a few questions in his mind though, and he found himself wishing that Aniday had been able to finish it. What else would the man have said?

Finally, he dismissed the thoughts and turned to N’kili as she spoke once more. At her first answer, Gavael could not stop his mouth from falling open just a bit. She was not here to take him home? Was she really just here to tell him about Aniday? Luckily, he kept his mouth shut, and closed it at the next part of her answer.

Again the young man could feel the prick of tears starting up again as the opal rider mentioned someone coming to get him later, and a funeral. Nodding, he almost didn’t speak but ended up managing to say, ”Yes, please. I would like to be there to honor him. I have to be, I can’t miss it.”


The conviction he felt stayed with him, and he knew that if anyone tried to stop him, they wouldn’t be able to. This was not really a request. He was going to be there, one way or the other. There was no way he was going to miss this. It would be like dishonoring his father’s memory, and he would be damned if he was going to do that.
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Tue Aug 27, 2019 3:03 pm

When he was older and times were not nearly as dangerous, N'kili would tell Gavael the truth about Aniday, D'ran, herself, and the entirety of the abolitionist movement. Now, however, was not that time. As one so young, N'kili would not place that burden upon him. He still had a world to love before he finally faced the horrors of it.

”Yes, please. I would like to be there to honor him. I have to be, I can’t miss it.”

N'kili stood back to her feet, and gave a nod. "Then I will send a rider to you first thing in the morning, and I will make sure to tell the Master Healer to anticipate your absence for the next few days," agreed the opalrider. Once she returned to Atricis, she would collect herself and then go to one of the Ivory Feather riders. They would come to Fort to retrieve Gavael, and to bring him for his father's funeral.

Until then, the young man would have time to mourn in his waiting. N'kili could only hope he would have proper support. "Is there anything more I can do for you, Gavael?" she offered. However, something about the young man warned N'kili he would wish nothing more of her. Still the offer was there for him.
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Wed Aug 28, 2019 6:05 pm

For the briefest moment, the young man found himself wondering if someone would actually be able to bring him home. Not that he did not believe the other rider, but there was just, something about where his mind was now , that made him wonder if he was just being told he could go, and then he wouldn’t really be able to.

Honestly the light haired young man didn’t know why he was thinking like that, probably just cause he was Lin shock or whatever you wanted to call it. Finally he managed to nod though. ”Thank you, I appreciate it.” It felt as though he had made the right choice, and deep down, he knew he had. At the same time though, he knew it was going to be tough, and that was one reason he didn’t want to go. Being seen as weak was not something he wanted, but his heart told him not to care what other people thought. This was a loss, and he had to grieve. Everyone would understand that.

Hearing the rider’s voice once more, grey eyes looked at her and he shook his head. ”No, thank you. I appreciate you coming here and telling me about my father.”

With a final nod, he walked out, his mind still reeling. THere was no chance he was going back to his classes now, so he just made his way to his room, and began getting everything he would need ready for his trip tomorrow. Once he was done packing, he gently set the letter from Aniday on top, his hand lingering on it for a few moments before he closed his back and sat down on his bed, just sitting there in silence until he finally decided it was time to try and at least get a little sleep before he had to leave. It as going to be a rough few days, and while he didnt know HOW he would get through it, he was certain he would, one way or another.

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