Sa: heh…this is FUN!
Helga: -cackles madly as a fire burns in the (inexistent) fireplace-
Shawna: Sa…you really should apologize…you haven't updated this story for a long time
Sa: screw apologies…no one ever listens to them
Helga: yeah…screw apologies. And screw probation too.
Sa: yeh. Sux eh? But I am free soon.
Shawna: have you learned your lesson about behaving and getting good grades?
Sa: no. but I did learn that stealth is a good thing.
Shawna: no, no Sa. That isn't what you were supposed to learn
Sa: so? Who gives a shit? I'll just have to be even more of a little weasel
Helga: heh…fun! –assumes bounty hunter pose-
Shawna: -as Sa and Helga sneak around with lightsabers- DISCLAIMER: sa doesn't own any of Ms Pierce's characters, places, etc. She does own Mian and Vinen Snakethread
Sa: AND HAYDEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! –runs off with Helga-
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Tris stared absently out the window. The sun was shining, but a storm was just on the horizon. Tris knew it would be pretty big. It was one of the advantages to being a weather mage. She wondered if maybe she should tell Lark. Deciding that it wasn't worth the fuss, Tris went back to watching the storm roll in.
Briar knelt in the garden, pulling out weeds. The sun was hot, but the cool breeze made for a pleasantly warm day. Talking to the plants as he worked, Briar made a mildly comical sight. His dark hair was rumpled; there were smudges of dirt on his face, hands, and clothes. Briar chatted happily with the plants, caught up in his own little world. He didn't notice the wind pick up or the dark clouds on the horizon until he felt the first drop of rain. Looking up at the sky, Briar decided that he would stay out a few more minutes. Then, as quickly as the clouds had rolled in, it began to pour.
A thoroughly soaked Briar stumbled into the house and shook the rain from his hair. A few minutes later, Rosethorn and Lark came in, and then Daja arrived from the smithy. They went to sit around a fire that Tris had built. All except Briar, that is. He stood by the kitchen window, watching for Sandry. Finally she came hurrying through the storm. Shoving the door open, she quickly stepped inside. There was an odd look on her face; Briar could tell she was worried about something. Suddenly, she seemed to come out of a trance. "Rosethorn! Lark! Everyone!" she cried. "Evvy and Pasco are missing!"
Within seconds the kitchen was bustling with worried activity. No one could think of where they could have gone. Together everyone had managed to figure out that Evvy and Pasco had been sent to get more bread from the Hub. They had come back, and then gone out to the wall. No one knew where they had been after that. "So they might still be at the wall," Daja rationalized. "They were probably caught by the storm."
"Maybe they went to the gatehouse," Briar said. [a/n: does the wall around the Winding Circle have a gatehouse?]
"Let's wait until after the storm. Then we can go looking for them." Lark told them. Everyone drifted back to the fire. Briar paced nervously in the shadows, worry creasing his face. Evvy had become almost like a younger sister to him…the younger sister he'd never had. She was one person who knew what it had been like for him to live on the streets. And now something may have happened to her? Briar couldn't bear to think who, or what, could have gotten to the two students. Finally he gave up on pacing and went to his room, looking to his shakkan for comfort.
Sandry, seeing Briar leave, waited a few moments and then followed him. She carefully pushed open the door to his room, and stepped inside. Waiting for him to finish talking to his shakkan, Sandry sat quietly on the bed. When Briar turned around, she could see that his face was lined with worry. Silently, he walked over and sat beside her. "Briar, Evvy will be fine," she said softly, trying to sound more confident than she felt.
"Gods, if anything happened to her…" Briar's voice trailed off. Sandry knew exactly how he felt. Paso and Evvy had become part of their strange family, just as the Circle had become a family after the earthquake. Unsure of what to do, Sandry took his hand in hers and squeezed it reassuringly. Briar pulled his hand away and wrapped both arms around her. They had reached an unspoken agreement to wait out the storm together.
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ok…so that sucked. But oh well. At least I updated. I have had severe writers block when it comes to this story.