Panting, Tris reached the top of the tower. She looked around the
wide space, her eyes searching frantically. Something moved at the corner
of her vision. She whirled around and saw her teacher sitting there, in
between one of the spaces of stone. She walked up to him and was about to
tap him when she noticed his eyes were closed. She rolled her eyes and
sighed silently, exasperated.
'Great,' she thought. 'I finally get a chance to tlak to him, and he's meditating.' She sat down on the floor and waited for him to finish. She needn't have sat. As soon as she had gotten comfortable he shook himself a little, and got up, stretching. He blinked a few times until he saw Tris sitting there, in all her glory, looking up at him from the floor with her skirts spread around her so that she looked like some sort of deformed flower.
"Well, then, what are you doing on the floor, Trisana?" he asked her as he held out his hand to help her up. Grunting, she stood and brushed herself off, still slightly breathless from her jog up the stairs. "What are you doing back, and without telling us or anything?" she demanded once she'd caught her breath. He smiled wryly,and said, "But I did send a message. I just arrived before it did." She rolled her eyes but didn't respond in any other way. After a pause, she asked nervously, "Do you know? About-about the...storm?
He shifted slightly, he suddenly looked more father-like than he had before. "Trisana, that's one of the reasons I came back. I don't want you to start putting words into my mouth. Rosethorn sent me message of you're, er, conversation. You know I'd never say something that would make you do anything that foolish," he continued. She opened her mouth to protest, but he kept on talking. "I forbid you to do anything to this storm. I can and I will stop you if you try, but I don't want to. It's my duty to protect you, and I just can't let you do this."
Furious, Tris stepped backwards. "Well, sorry if I thought I should help!" she snapped, feeling vile. Glaring, she silently dared him to get mad at her. When he did nothing, just stood there with his disturbingly calm face on, she felt like she had to cry. Biting her lip, hard, she ran down the stairs and to Discipline, forgetting momentarily that she wasn't supposed to be there for the rest of the day. She flew up the stairs to her room and caught herself just in time. About to throw herself on her bed, she noticed that it was already occupied.
"WHY are you in my room?" she ased, scowling. Realizing that on the way home she HAD been crying, she wiped her face quickly. The occupant of her bed shrugged his shoulders. "I was looking for you," Briar said cooly. "Why?" Tris asked again, narrowing her eyes. The former-theif clucked his tongue. "Be-cause," he said slowly, drawing out the word. Getting impatient, Tris tapped her foot on the floor. " I am waiting," she reminded him sharply.
Briar made a face up at her and stood up. Stretching, he yawned. "Sadnry said you were going to be out all day," he remarked casually. Tris bit her lip. She had forgotten about that. " I, uh....forgot something." she lied. Briar looked at her oddly. "What?" she snapped, hoping she wasn't blushing. "You," stated Briar," are the worst liar I've seen, and don't forget, my LIFE was liars." Sanpping his fingers in front of her face as he passed her on his way out, he added, "You should think before you speak. Escpecially if you're trying to lie." Out in the hall, he stuck his head back in. "Especially to me. Or Rosethorn." Tris groaned. How many people knew?
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'Great,' she thought. 'I finally get a chance to tlak to him, and he's meditating.' She sat down on the floor and waited for him to finish. She needn't have sat. As soon as she had gotten comfortable he shook himself a little, and got up, stretching. He blinked a few times until he saw Tris sitting there, in all her glory, looking up at him from the floor with her skirts spread around her so that she looked like some sort of deformed flower.
"Well, then, what are you doing on the floor, Trisana?" he asked her as he held out his hand to help her up. Grunting, she stood and brushed herself off, still slightly breathless from her jog up the stairs. "What are you doing back, and without telling us or anything?" she demanded once she'd caught her breath. He smiled wryly,and said, "But I did send a message. I just arrived before it did." She rolled her eyes but didn't respond in any other way. After a pause, she asked nervously, "Do you know? About-about the...storm?
He shifted slightly, he suddenly looked more father-like than he had before. "Trisana, that's one of the reasons I came back. I don't want you to start putting words into my mouth. Rosethorn sent me message of you're, er, conversation. You know I'd never say something that would make you do anything that foolish," he continued. She opened her mouth to protest, but he kept on talking. "I forbid you to do anything to this storm. I can and I will stop you if you try, but I don't want to. It's my duty to protect you, and I just can't let you do this."
Furious, Tris stepped backwards. "Well, sorry if I thought I should help!" she snapped, feeling vile. Glaring, she silently dared him to get mad at her. When he did nothing, just stood there with his disturbingly calm face on, she felt like she had to cry. Biting her lip, hard, she ran down the stairs and to Discipline, forgetting momentarily that she wasn't supposed to be there for the rest of the day. She flew up the stairs to her room and caught herself just in time. About to throw herself on her bed, she noticed that it was already occupied.
"WHY are you in my room?" she ased, scowling. Realizing that on the way home she HAD been crying, she wiped her face quickly. The occupant of her bed shrugged his shoulders. "I was looking for you," Briar said cooly. "Why?" Tris asked again, narrowing her eyes. The former-theif clucked his tongue. "Be-cause," he said slowly, drawing out the word. Getting impatient, Tris tapped her foot on the floor. " I am waiting," she reminded him sharply.
Briar made a face up at her and stood up. Stretching, he yawned. "Sadnry said you were going to be out all day," he remarked casually. Tris bit her lip. She had forgotten about that. " I, uh....forgot something." she lied. Briar looked at her oddly. "What?" she snapped, hoping she wasn't blushing. "You," stated Briar," are the worst liar I've seen, and don't forget, my LIFE was liars." Sanpping his fingers in front of her face as he passed her on his way out, he added, "You should think before you speak. Escpecially if you're trying to lie." Out in the hall, he stuck his head back in. "Especially to me. Or Rosethorn." Tris groaned. How many people knew?
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