Out For Blood
by: TheVulgarUnicorn726
Chapter 5: Men and Theives
a/n: I wish i had more reviews.... Theres a thing that says I only accept signed reviews and I dont know how to take that off. If you've been reading my story, then you are much appreciated by me. On to the fifth chapter...
It was nightfall, and Realm stood on the deck of The Highwind. She watched as slowly, the miles melted by. The old Blond one, Cid, had said they would reach their destination by noon the next day. She really should be sleeping, but her mind was elsewhere doing her bidding, showing her visions of the world. Hethgar was beside her, he would never leave her to drown in her visions. Her touched her shoulder; as if her reflexes we slowed she flinched three seconds after he touched her. He eyes blinked slowly, her mind was reawakening.
"How long was I away?" her voice seemed almost to tremble. Searching visions always made her feel weak. "Nearly three hours." was Hethgar's deep reply.
She nodded sadatedly and tried to straiten up. her back greatly protested, used to being half bent over the railing for three hours. She stood and tried to take a few steps, but faultered, falling to floor. Hethgar cought her around the waist and puled her right arm around his shoulders. His yellow-green eyes betrayed him, showing the littlest amount of concern.
"You should stop searching. your not stupid, you know what they did. Theres nothing more you can find out by draining yourself of all your energy."
"I know, Hethgar, I do. Its just that.... I feel as if I've missed something."
"Well if you ask me, little one, The Gods themselves could hide little from you."
a smile twicted at Hethgars mouth. Realm on the other hand scowled. Hethgar noticed, and this time a real smile came to his lips,
"Yes I forgot, you dont like when i says "Gods" do you?" His hand stroked her head, his fingers curling around the tight twists of her hair. "Be sadated, little one, and for once do not create a debate. You need sleep right now, not an arguement."
She half smiled half scowled. he knew her better then anyone, and he was right, she needed sleep. They stumbled twords The Highwind's bed chambers, Realm's being the third to the right. Hethgar opened the door and walked her to the bed, Flopping her down upon it.
"Good night, Little one." Hethgar said once he reached the door way. Realm turned over to look at him, half smiling. "You, of all people, know i hate being called that." "Yes and that is why I so throughly enjoy it." She uncharacteristicaly stuck her tongue out at him and said, "Oh, go to bed Hethgar." His eyebrows shot up. Surprise and mischeif showing in his eyes. "And I suppose your going to make me, Little one? Well, I've yet to turn a lady down..."
He crawled into bed right behind her, scaring Realm half to death. Had anyone else in the world done this, she'd kill them. She felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and thought, ' okay, now I will kill him.'
"What, in the name of all that is Holy, do you think you are doing Hethgar? I mean Just a day ago you awoke me by strangling me."
He proped himself up on his elbow to look at her. His hand played with the chain of an old neckless around her neck.
"I am mearly being playful, and if i can unseatle you at the same time, more the better." he smiled once more. He only ever seemed to smile around Realm. All his life this fact had proven true.
"Well do it somewhere else, I'm as weak as a kitten and I need to sleep." She did not mean to be so sharp... "Yes, indeed. If I were to stay here, sleep would never find you." he smiled at her once more and left the room.
'Men!' she thought angrily. He hand went up to her neck, of its own accord. She felt something different there.... She looked and was shocked by what she saw. Hethgar had placed a beautiful silver neckless around her neck without her knowing it. 'Theives!' she thought again. This just showed her, he was good at what he did; stealing. She fought her emotions hard, he knew it was dangerious for her to show emotion, and yet he did something like this!
by: TheVulgarUnicorn726
Chapter 5: Men and Theives
a/n: I wish i had more reviews.... Theres a thing that says I only accept signed reviews and I dont know how to take that off. If you've been reading my story, then you are much appreciated by me. On to the fifth chapter...
It was nightfall, and Realm stood on the deck of The Highwind. She watched as slowly, the miles melted by. The old Blond one, Cid, had said they would reach their destination by noon the next day. She really should be sleeping, but her mind was elsewhere doing her bidding, showing her visions of the world. Hethgar was beside her, he would never leave her to drown in her visions. Her touched her shoulder; as if her reflexes we slowed she flinched three seconds after he touched her. He eyes blinked slowly, her mind was reawakening.
"How long was I away?" her voice seemed almost to tremble. Searching visions always made her feel weak. "Nearly three hours." was Hethgar's deep reply.
She nodded sadatedly and tried to straiten up. her back greatly protested, used to being half bent over the railing for three hours. She stood and tried to take a few steps, but faultered, falling to floor. Hethgar cought her around the waist and puled her right arm around his shoulders. His yellow-green eyes betrayed him, showing the littlest amount of concern.
"You should stop searching. your not stupid, you know what they did. Theres nothing more you can find out by draining yourself of all your energy."
"I know, Hethgar, I do. Its just that.... I feel as if I've missed something."
"Well if you ask me, little one, The Gods themselves could hide little from you."
a smile twicted at Hethgars mouth. Realm on the other hand scowled. Hethgar noticed, and this time a real smile came to his lips,
"Yes I forgot, you dont like when i says "Gods" do you?" His hand stroked her head, his fingers curling around the tight twists of her hair. "Be sadated, little one, and for once do not create a debate. You need sleep right now, not an arguement."
She half smiled half scowled. he knew her better then anyone, and he was right, she needed sleep. They stumbled twords The Highwind's bed chambers, Realm's being the third to the right. Hethgar opened the door and walked her to the bed, Flopping her down upon it.
"Good night, Little one." Hethgar said once he reached the door way. Realm turned over to look at him, half smiling. "You, of all people, know i hate being called that." "Yes and that is why I so throughly enjoy it." She uncharacteristicaly stuck her tongue out at him and said, "Oh, go to bed Hethgar." His eyebrows shot up. Surprise and mischeif showing in his eyes. "And I suppose your going to make me, Little one? Well, I've yet to turn a lady down..."
He crawled into bed right behind her, scaring Realm half to death. Had anyone else in the world done this, she'd kill them. She felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and thought, ' okay, now I will kill him.'
"What, in the name of all that is Holy, do you think you are doing Hethgar? I mean Just a day ago you awoke me by strangling me."
He proped himself up on his elbow to look at her. His hand played with the chain of an old neckless around her neck.
"I am mearly being playful, and if i can unseatle you at the same time, more the better." he smiled once more. He only ever seemed to smile around Realm. All his life this fact had proven true.
"Well do it somewhere else, I'm as weak as a kitten and I need to sleep." She did not mean to be so sharp... "Yes, indeed. If I were to stay here, sleep would never find you." he smiled at her once more and left the room.
'Men!' she thought angrily. He hand went up to her neck, of its own accord. She felt something different there.... She looked and was shocked by what she saw. Hethgar had placed a beautiful silver neckless around her neck without her knowing it. 'Theives!' she thought again. This just showed her, he was good at what he did; stealing. She fought her emotions hard, he knew it was dangerious for her to show emotion, and yet he did something like this!