Fourth Astral Moon, Day 25
Today has been a particularly difficult one as Thorin had assigned me to look over the injured Lalafell informant as he was still recovering. While the task itself was not difficult, the presense of Melodia has turned a simple babysitting operation into a terrifying job of me working my utmost to prevent her from killing the wounded man.
I had entered the small dimly lit tent in the morning, after Thorin had asked to me go and watch over Nonotano and as the man was sleeping, decided I would take the moment to rest a bit. I sat near one of the sides and sighed deeply, wondering when this operation would be over and we would be able to go back to the Empire proper.
It was just after I had begin my thoughts that Melodia had entered the tent, striding in as if she had found some prey awaiting her on the bed. She had looked at me and smiled a toothy and terrifying grin that told me that her intentions here were not peaceful. I raised my hand to shush her in case she decided to wake the injured man, to which she burst out laughing. "Hahaha!! I see the Captain's decided you were better off as the nursemaid to a wounded fool than by his side." She practically glided to the bedside where the Lalafell was stirring awake due to how loud Melodia had been. "I think he made the wise choice doing that....you're as useless as the half-pint here."
She glared at me, still smiling and then knelt down by the bed and moved her face within inches of the Lalafell's face. "I don't know how you're still alive....you're either blessed or I'm damn cursed." I stared at the two and said in a whisper "Leave the man be...please" I had added the last as I remembered who I was talking to and remembered the temper that went with her.
"Captain's out of the camp today, you know....that means I'm pretty much in charge of things around here until he comes back." She had turned to look at me as she said this and when she finished she stood and walked toward me, standing over me as though she were a horrifying specter. "But what if he didn't come back?" she said before crouching before me. "That'd put me in charge for good maybe...and that'd put you in a bad place I think." She had grinned again as she said this last, and had jammed her index finger into my chest as she was making her point. With her dark red hair and dark armor in the dim light, all I was was truly able to see were the eyes and that grin that was full of malice.
Melodia stood and walked back over the wounded man and leaned over him. He was half conscious and his eyes, though dazed, seemed fully aware of who was standing next to him. He muttered something that was unintelligible and Melodia laughed. Her laugh sounded like a beast's, cackling and cruel. She suddenly slammed a fist into the Lalafell's shoulder, where the arrow had been lodged when he had been brought to the camp days ago. The Lalafell screamed and when two guards hastily entered the tent they immediately left when they saw Melodia gesture them away. She leaned over him again and whispered, her lips barely missing the Lalafell's forehead, "You are a waste of our time....if I have my way...and I will eventually.....you will pray that fall had killed you."
I stood and stared, gulping heavily as I had no way to stop the imposing woman from making here genuine threats. She lightly kissed the incapacitated Lalafell who had broken out in a profuse sweat due to the pain of the shoulder. She stood up and walked back to me again and leaned close. I could feel her warm breath on my face as she frowned and then switched instantly to a smile. "I'll have my fun with you later on, nursemaid." She reached up and slapped me lightly on the cheek two times before turning and striding out of the tent. I sat there in silence glancing over at the Lalafell who had closed his eyes but was still obviously thinking of the encounter as he was slightly shaking. I closed my eyes and slumped to the ground, praying that Thorin would come back soon.
Today has been a particularly difficult one as Thorin had assigned me to look over the injured Lalafell informant as he was still recovering. While the task itself was not difficult, the presense of Melodia has turned a simple babysitting operation into a terrifying job of me working my utmost to prevent her from killing the wounded man.
I had entered the small dimly lit tent in the morning, after Thorin had asked to me go and watch over Nonotano and as the man was sleeping, decided I would take the moment to rest a bit. I sat near one of the sides and sighed deeply, wondering when this operation would be over and we would be able to go back to the Empire proper.
It was just after I had begin my thoughts that Melodia had entered the tent, striding in as if she had found some prey awaiting her on the bed. She had looked at me and smiled a toothy and terrifying grin that told me that her intentions here were not peaceful. I raised my hand to shush her in case she decided to wake the injured man, to which she burst out laughing. "Hahaha!! I see the Captain's decided you were better off as the nursemaid to a wounded fool than by his side." She practically glided to the bedside where the Lalafell was stirring awake due to how loud Melodia had been. "I think he made the wise choice doing that....you're as useless as the half-pint here."
She glared at me, still smiling and then knelt down by the bed and moved her face within inches of the Lalafell's face. "I don't know how you're still alive....you're either blessed or I'm damn cursed." I stared at the two and said in a whisper "Leave the man be...please" I had added the last as I remembered who I was talking to and remembered the temper that went with her.
"Captain's out of the camp today, you know....that means I'm pretty much in charge of things around here until he comes back." She had turned to look at me as she said this and when she finished she stood and walked toward me, standing over me as though she were a horrifying specter. "But what if he didn't come back?" she said before crouching before me. "That'd put me in charge for good maybe...and that'd put you in a bad place I think." She had grinned again as she said this last, and had jammed her index finger into my chest as she was making her point. With her dark red hair and dark armor in the dim light, all I was was truly able to see were the eyes and that grin that was full of malice.
Melodia stood and walked back over the wounded man and leaned over him. He was half conscious and his eyes, though dazed, seemed fully aware of who was standing next to him. He muttered something that was unintelligible and Melodia laughed. Her laugh sounded like a beast's, cackling and cruel. She suddenly slammed a fist into the Lalafell's shoulder, where the arrow had been lodged when he had been brought to the camp days ago. The Lalafell screamed and when two guards hastily entered the tent they immediately left when they saw Melodia gesture them away. She leaned over him again and whispered, her lips barely missing the Lalafell's forehead, "You are a waste of our time....if I have my way...and I will eventually.....you will pray that fall had killed you."
I stood and stared, gulping heavily as I had no way to stop the imposing woman from making here genuine threats. She lightly kissed the incapacitated Lalafell who had broken out in a profuse sweat due to the pain of the shoulder. She stood up and walked back to me again and leaned close. I could feel her warm breath on my face as she frowned and then switched instantly to a smile. "I'll have my fun with you later on, nursemaid." She reached up and slapped me lightly on the cheek two times before turning and striding out of the tent. I sat there in silence glancing over at the Lalafell who had closed his eyes but was still obviously thinking of the encounter as he was slightly shaking. I closed my eyes and slumped to the ground, praying that Thorin would come back soon.
