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Old 01-27-2004, 07:47 PM   #105
mistral4543
Ma'at - Goddess of Truth & Justice
 

Join Date: September 5, 2001
Location: House of Freelight
Age: 48
Posts: 3,159
OOC>>> Yep, that was really cute

IC>>>
It was the waft of lilting music that tore her away from the warm embrace of peaceful slumber. Who could forget that haunting tune? Hastily, she pushed herself off the bed and peered out of the window. Immediately, the beckoning song ceased. She saw that it was daybreak.

Exactly the time when they would have commenced their daily regime of perfecting their skills. Followed by a few sessions of pitting each against the other, and her bowing to his superiority. It had been galling at the time, but now… I would gladly receive a few hundred more bruises. ~ Her gaze went to her right shoulder and she flexed it, smiling wryly. How would he react if he were to see her now? Yet… if he had wanted to see me, he would not have stopped… ~ Her head drooped slightly and she moved away from the window.

Did he not want me to gain my independence? Clearly, he is following me, as these daily interludes indicate… but for what purpose? ~ A frown formed on her pale lips as she started to circle the room ~ Does he intend to protect me? Or observe my progress in a detached way? ~ It was all very puzzling, and she – straightforward as she was inclined to be – did not like mysteries, not about him anyway. She needed to know what he thought, especially of her; she could not bear the thought of him being disappointed or contemptuous of her.

Tentatively, she picked up the flute. It suddenly struck her that it had been a month ago since she last received this instrument, but that she had given it its due inspection. Raising it to her eyes, then, she began to study the detailed markings on its body, which was a uniformly brilliant green. Tidal waves. An emerging dragon. Bellows of clouds. How richly ornamented it was! Again, she wondered how he could have afforded it.

It was then that her distracted fingers ran against what felt like three characters. Snapping out of her trance, she glanced at them.

Zheng Cheng Kang.

This… this belonged to him! ~ She swallowed a gulp as her shaky fingers fumbled about, trying to grip the flute ~ I should have recognised it before, but alas, I didn’t. ~ There was a curious pounding in her heart and head, but it comforted, rather than hurt her ~ He didn’t buy it, he gave me his own flute. ~ As she whispered the words repeatedly, she found herself caught in a rising wave of ecstacy.

He can’t be all that displeased with me, if he could give me his worldly possession! ~ In the privacy of the room, her brilliant smile seemed to illuminate everything else ~ Oh, I will prove myself worthy of being your disciple, Teacher! I will! ~ Hurriedly, she put on her white hood and clutched the flute before turning the knob.

Making her way down the corridor and stairs, she descended to the bar, seated herself quietly and waited for Sayn to appear…
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