Used: blanket, falling, livelihood, spirits
Offered: storm
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Holiander was in one of his fevered fits again. The bedding was soaked through with sweat, but he didn't have the energy to push them off. He just lied in the dark, his brother beside him praying to whatever gods or spirits would listen as he took the blankets off to allow him to breathe.
"Vaughn, he's good as dead, you know," came a light feminine voice.
Vaughn didn't look from his brother. "No, Sasha. He will get better. He has to. He's...my brother."
"Vaughn, sweetie, we're all your brothers and sisters. He..."
"No! He's blood. My father's blood. My..." He sighed, looking to the petite blonde hyur girl. "I'm sorry. Please...don't tell your mother I snapped at you."
Sasha frowned. "That's 'Madame' to you. We may be friends, but remember your place."
Vaughn nodded, returning his attention to Holiander, feeling his forehead and wondering how someone as cold as ice could sweat so much. He sighed and stood. "Sasha, may I ask a favor?"
"Maybe, though I'm inclined to just tell on you for this ridiculousness."
He hesitated before he spoke again. "I want to visit the mages at the ossuary. Maybe they..."
"Vaughn, trying to fix something that can't be fixed is a waste of time. He's dead, Vaughn. Let him go and stop making him suffer."
"I can't believe that there's nothing that can fix this."
"Birth defects happen. Your father didn't follow convention and this is the result. He shouldn't have meddled with a Red in the first place!" Sasha grew visually irritated. "So now he's fallen to Green and you're going to follow suit if you don't get yourself together. You're nearly of age for your mark! Don't ruin it!"
"I..." He sighed. "Please, Sasha. I've seen you with Madame Levvine. A...family. People of the same line. I...I want to know what that's like. And Holiander is my blood brother. What if it was your mother here?"
Sasha frowned, shifting her weight from one leg to the other with her arms crossed. Finally, she let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. We'll make a city trip. I'll say it's an emergency and...figure it out."
Vaughn beamed, giving her a big hug and kiss. "Thank you, Sasha. Thank you so much!"
Sasha rolled her eyes but returned the hug. "If you lose status, don't blame me."
Holiander was in one of his fevered fits again. The bedding was soaked through with sweat, but he didn't have the energy to push them off. He just lied in the dark, his brother beside him praying to whatever gods or spirits would listen as he took the blankets off to allow him to breathe.
"Vaughn, he's good as dead, you know," came a light feminine voice.
Vaughn didn't look from his brother. "No, Sasha. He will get better. He has to. He's...my brother."
"Vaughn, sweetie, we're all your brothers and sisters. He..."
"No! He's blood. My father's blood. My..." He sighed, looking to the petite blonde hyur girl. "I'm sorry. Please...don't tell your mother I snapped at you."
Sasha frowned. "That's 'Madame' to you. We may be friends, but remember your place."
Vaughn nodded, returning his attention to Holiander, feeling his forehead and wondering how someone as cold as ice could sweat so much. He sighed and stood. "Sasha, may I ask a favor?"
"Maybe, though I'm inclined to just tell on you for this ridiculousness."
He hesitated before he spoke again. "I want to visit the mages at the ossuary. Maybe they..."
"Vaughn, trying to fix something that can't be fixed is a waste of time. He's dead, Vaughn. Let him go and stop making him suffer."
"I can't believe that there's nothing that can fix this."
"Birth defects happen. Your father didn't follow convention and this is the result. He shouldn't have meddled with a Red in the first place!" Sasha grew visually irritated. "So now he's fallen to Green and you're going to follow suit if you don't get yourself together. You're nearly of age for your mark! Don't ruin it!"
"I..." He sighed. "Please, Sasha. I've seen you with Madame Levvine. A...family. People of the same line. I...I want to know what that's like. And Holiander is my blood brother. What if it was your mother here?"
Sasha frowned, shifting her weight from one leg to the other with her arms crossed. Finally, she let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. We'll make a city trip. I'll say it's an emergency and...figure it out."
Vaughn beamed, giving her a big hug and kiss. "Thank you, Sasha. Thank you so much!"
Sasha rolled her eyes but returned the hug. "If you lose status, don't blame me."
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