Post by erisan on Mar 17, 2007 5:56:32 GMT -5
Eris-an wandered the lake outside of Alfea. It had become one of his favorite spots as of late. Even his favorite coffee shop and the farm he usually went riding at seemed too busy for him. He needed time alone, away from everyone. He needed to clear his head, try and figure out what he was going to do about Tash. Eris-an knew he loved her but so far she had done nothing but avoid him... actually now that he thought about it they hadn't said more then two or three words to one another since she'd left his room after their mothers had confronted them when they'd all gotten back from saving her.
With a sigh Eris-an picked up a rock, skipping it across the glassy water. Hissing as his injuring protested, another reason he wanted to be alone. If he heard one more 'get better soon' or 'how's the side doing' he was going to scream. And being trapped in that bed with nowhere to go when the wellwishers came calling had not helped the matter. As if he hadn't been going stir-crazy enough with having to sit still. He was also in no hurry to get back because of that same reason. Mali would flip if she knew he was out and about... having given him a very strict order to stay put for at least 2 more weeks until he completely healed. The wound would probably have healed long before now if he hadn't re-opened it fighting Psi. And Eris-an still wasn't too sure how he felt yet about the nice scar that was forming on his side.
Psi was yet another reason he was doing what he was doing. It was not that Eris-an was sorry for what he did, the little bastard deserved it. But his mind still had a hard time accepting that it was real. That he'd really killed the man... and that it was over. Half of him still expected Psi to jump out of the woodwork and exact his revenge.
Caught up in his thoughts Eris-an had completely missed the person infront of him until he walked right into them. Hitting the ground he hissed again, grabbing his side, curling around it. Cursing softly in his native tongue, freaking hell that hurt.
With a sigh Eris-an picked up a rock, skipping it across the glassy water. Hissing as his injuring protested, another reason he wanted to be alone. If he heard one more 'get better soon' or 'how's the side doing' he was going to scream. And being trapped in that bed with nowhere to go when the wellwishers came calling had not helped the matter. As if he hadn't been going stir-crazy enough with having to sit still. He was also in no hurry to get back because of that same reason. Mali would flip if she knew he was out and about... having given him a very strict order to stay put for at least 2 more weeks until he completely healed. The wound would probably have healed long before now if he hadn't re-opened it fighting Psi. And Eris-an still wasn't too sure how he felt yet about the nice scar that was forming on his side.
Psi was yet another reason he was doing what he was doing. It was not that Eris-an was sorry for what he did, the little bastard deserved it. But his mind still had a hard time accepting that it was real. That he'd really killed the man... and that it was over. Half of him still expected Psi to jump out of the woodwork and exact his revenge.
Caught up in his thoughts Eris-an had completely missed the person infront of him until he walked right into them. Hitting the ground he hissed again, grabbing his side, curling around it. Cursing softly in his native tongue, freaking hell that hurt.