A Searat's Redemption
Chapter 11
Rogue sat on her infirmary bed, telling her tale of escape to Saxtus, Blind Simeon and Blaggut. Wincing as Sister Sage cleaned her cuts and bruises with a warm moist cloth.
"... An' me an' Scurge came back ter Redwall." She finished and the Father Abbott and blind herbalist exchanged worried solemn-faced glances.
"Rogue, are you certain your brother can be trusted?" Saxtus asked gently, "After all that has happened."
Rogue looked up at him and nodded, "'E saved me life when 'e could o' let Hades kill me an'..." She shrugged, "An' 'e is me brother, Father H'Abbott, 'e's blood... 'E may o' made o' few... mistakes, but..." She stopped.
Abbott Saxtus pushed his spectacles further up his nose and smiled, though it was rather strained, "All right, Rogue, I trust your judgment."
Sister Sage had finished cleaning her wounds and bandaged them. Rogue sighed and rested her head on Blaggut's shoulder, weary eyelids flickering. She had slept little in the past days.
"I'm tired." She said.
Blaggut smiled at her, "Then ye'd best get some shut eye, mate."
Rogue grinned sleepily back, lifted her head from his shoulder and slipped under the covers.
"Yer'll stay wid me, won't yer, Blaggy, mate?" She murmured, already beginning to doze off.
"O' coarse I'll stay wid ye."
A moment later she was snoring in a deep sleep with Blaggut watching over her...
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"Easy ter get lost in this blasted place."
The rough corsair accented voice startled Blaggut. He tore his watchful gaze away from the peacefully slumbering Rogue to the ruggedly handsome male searat leaning on the doorframe, grinning at him.
"Yew must be Scurge." He said. "I'm Blaggut."
Scurge walked - or rather swaggered - over to the Infirmary bed.
"Oh, we've met, cully, though it was in less... friendly circumstances. An' speakin' o' which -" He held out his claw to Blaggut, "No 'ard feelin's?"
Blaggut shook it, smiling, "'Coarse not, mate."
Scurge looked over at his sister's sleeping form, chuckling as she gave a particularly loud snore, "Alas, me sister always an 'eavy sleeper." He joked and sat down besides Blaggut. "Same ole Rogue."
"Yer wrong," Blaggut told him, "She's a goodbeast now."
"Aye," Scurge said quietly, "An' tis fer the best."
"What o' yerself, mate?" Blaggut asked and Scurge shrugged,
"Pirate runs in me in me veins, cully. Mayhap yew kin change, mayhap Rogue kin change. But I can't. I'll be a searat til me dyin' day. I don't 'ave a good bone in me body."
Blaggut hesitated before he asked, "Then why did yer save her?"
There was a silence before Scurge said finally, "She's me blood... I would never give Hades the satisfaction o' killin' her like 'e did our father..." He looked over at sister, "I've betrayed 'er once, I ain't goin' ter do it agin."
He looked away from Rogue and to the floor quite miserably. Blaggut placed a paw on his shoulder,
"Then yer do 'ave some good in yer, mate."
Scurge shrugged again, turning to him and suddenly grinning, "Yew do like me sister, don't yer?"
Caught off guard, Blaggut stared wide-eyed at him, stammering, "No, I... Me an' Rogue are jus' mates..."
Scurge laughed, "No need ter be shy, mate."
"No! It ain't like that! We're mates!" Blaggut cried and looked over at Rogue, biting his lip.
"I've seen the way yer look at 'er... I wouldn't worry, cully, I know she looks the same way at you."
Blaggut turned to Scurge and opened his mouth to say something,
"NOO!!!'
Both Blaggut and Scurge jumped and turned see Rogue tossing and turning violently in the bed, gripping the sheets and sobbing,
"NOOO!!!"
Her dreams had turned into nightmares...
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Rogue sat on her infirmary bed, telling her tale of escape to Saxtus, Blind Simeon and Blaggut. Wincing as Sister Sage cleaned her cuts and bruises with a warm moist cloth.
"... An' me an' Scurge came back ter Redwall." She finished and the Father Abbott and blind herbalist exchanged worried solemn-faced glances.
"Rogue, are you certain your brother can be trusted?" Saxtus asked gently, "After all that has happened."
Rogue looked up at him and nodded, "'E saved me life when 'e could o' let Hades kill me an'..." She shrugged, "An' 'e is me brother, Father H'Abbott, 'e's blood... 'E may o' made o' few... mistakes, but..." She stopped.
Abbott Saxtus pushed his spectacles further up his nose and smiled, though it was rather strained, "All right, Rogue, I trust your judgment."
Sister Sage had finished cleaning her wounds and bandaged them. Rogue sighed and rested her head on Blaggut's shoulder, weary eyelids flickering. She had slept little in the past days.
"I'm tired." She said.
Blaggut smiled at her, "Then ye'd best get some shut eye, mate."
Rogue grinned sleepily back, lifted her head from his shoulder and slipped under the covers.
"Yer'll stay wid me, won't yer, Blaggy, mate?" She murmured, already beginning to doze off.
"O' coarse I'll stay wid ye."
A moment later she was snoring in a deep sleep with Blaggut watching over her...
~
"Easy ter get lost in this blasted place."
The rough corsair accented voice startled Blaggut. He tore his watchful gaze away from the peacefully slumbering Rogue to the ruggedly handsome male searat leaning on the doorframe, grinning at him.
"Yew must be Scurge." He said. "I'm Blaggut."
Scurge walked - or rather swaggered - over to the Infirmary bed.
"Oh, we've met, cully, though it was in less... friendly circumstances. An' speakin' o' which -" He held out his claw to Blaggut, "No 'ard feelin's?"
Blaggut shook it, smiling, "'Coarse not, mate."
Scurge looked over at his sister's sleeping form, chuckling as she gave a particularly loud snore, "Alas, me sister always an 'eavy sleeper." He joked and sat down besides Blaggut. "Same ole Rogue."
"Yer wrong," Blaggut told him, "She's a goodbeast now."
"Aye," Scurge said quietly, "An' tis fer the best."
"What o' yerself, mate?" Blaggut asked and Scurge shrugged,
"Pirate runs in me in me veins, cully. Mayhap yew kin change, mayhap Rogue kin change. But I can't. I'll be a searat til me dyin' day. I don't 'ave a good bone in me body."
Blaggut hesitated before he asked, "Then why did yer save her?"
There was a silence before Scurge said finally, "She's me blood... I would never give Hades the satisfaction o' killin' her like 'e did our father..." He looked over at sister, "I've betrayed 'er once, I ain't goin' ter do it agin."
He looked away from Rogue and to the floor quite miserably. Blaggut placed a paw on his shoulder,
"Then yer do 'ave some good in yer, mate."
Scurge shrugged again, turning to him and suddenly grinning, "Yew do like me sister, don't yer?"
Caught off guard, Blaggut stared wide-eyed at him, stammering, "No, I... Me an' Rogue are jus' mates..."
Scurge laughed, "No need ter be shy, mate."
"No! It ain't like that! We're mates!" Blaggut cried and looked over at Rogue, biting his lip.
"I've seen the way yer look at 'er... I wouldn't worry, cully, I know she looks the same way at you."
Blaggut turned to Scurge and opened his mouth to say something,
"NOO!!!'
Both Blaggut and Scurge jumped and turned see Rogue tossing and turning violently in the bed, gripping the sheets and sobbing,
"NOOO!!!"
Her dreams had turned into nightmares...
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