T'ka had entered her apartment moments after leaving the Med Center and her encounter with the Alpha Wingleader, M'ren. She knew exactly why he wanted to speak with her, his use of her full name, as well as his hard set face told her he wasn't happy either.
Leaving the door to her apartment, opened, she headed over to the table and poured her a cup of warm cinnamon tea, then walked over to one of the comfortable chairs, taking a seat and waiting for M'ren to come in.
She knew that he most likely had a few words for Demetar as well, so she waited patiently for him, knowing that she wouldn't have to wait long for him. _________________ <--T'ka's Hatching Festival Dress
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*She is already waiting for you* Scar sent his rider. *I would suggest you give your self time before you speak*
M'ren didn't knock but instead walked right in. At first he started to speak and realized he was about to yell. He looked at her sternly then began to pace her room. Which he found to smell very nice and it dawned on him that he never had actually entered her room before. 'Why was that he wondered.'
Once again he stopped and turned about to speak, and only managed a grunt. His fist clenching and unclenching as he turned to pace some more. The warren lady seemed to wait patiently for him however which he admired. 'No he though can't admire keep the anger or she will never learn.'
He took in a deep breath squared his shoulders and turned toward her one last time. "I don't know what got into your head, but do you realize by leaving the warren like you did you put yourself and Jala at risk. If anything happened to you two the warren would be deeply effected." He began to pace again it made him feel more at ease.
Both of them knew only he was allowed to speak to this way to chatise. Though at the end of the day she was still in charge and if she wasn't happy with him then she could replace him. Not that he thought that would ever happen.
"I understand someone or something was hurt, but you of all people should know to ask for an escort." He stopped and steped up to her putting his calused hands on her shoulders as he looked her in the eye. "You are the heart of the warren to even think of any harm coming to you would cause me considerable pain.... I mean the warren considerable pain. Out there alone to many things would love a chance to snatch you from me... I mean the warren..." What in hell was he saying. He tried to steady himself and regain control. She was young. Though not yound enough to be a daughter though nearly. He roared at himself inside his head as he chased those thoughts from his head.
*Let her have her say* Suggested Scar which sounded more like an amused grin.
M'ren studied her face a moment feeling her soft skin in his hands, smelling... he forced his mind back to the task at hand. "What do you have to say for yourself..." Gahs he was repeating Scar. _________________
As T'ka sat, waiting patiently and sipping at her cinnamon tea, M'ren soon joined her, without stopping to even knock on the door that she had specifically left open so he wouldn't have to knock.
He started right in, as she stood and crossed the distance between her and the door. Closing the door, so as to not let anyone overhear what was being said within.
Turning back, she went back to take up her cup of tea again, as she listened to him. She knew deep down that he was right...that she had been careless. But there was no time to waste when one of her riders may have been in some trouble.
As he paced, she watched him, sipping on her tea...she knew that it did no good to interrupt him once he started...so she remained quiet.
When he stopped then stepped over to her, she stood there looking deep into his eyes as he spoke again. She knew perfectly what he meant now...sure he may be right that she was the heart of the warren, and it would cause the warren considerable pain...but him as well in a personal way.
She finally figured out that it was 'he' who he spoke of mostly...not just the warren.
As he studied her face, she could feel his hand on her skin. "I am sorry M'ren...but when Zed contacted me...I had no time to second think what had to be done...one of my riders may have been in trouble...I had to go! I know that I shouldn't of have gone and left the warren...but you also need to understand that I am not that same young girl you trained." she replied softly, as she looked away from him.
She hoped those last words, he would catch the meaning in them. She didn't move though, his hand still on her shoulder, but her head was turned now...so as not to be looking directly at him.
She hoped and prayed deep down...he would catch that meaning...even soften a bit. _________________ <--T'ka's Hatching Festival Dress
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His mind more use to figuring out war plans and tactics was at a loss with the woman before him. Her beautiful mind, body and spirit were fragile things. But she was right she wasn't the little girl he helped so long ago, become a rider. Yet, then again there was much responsibility upon her as well. He let his hand drop from her reluctently for he found he enjoyed touching that soft skin. He quickly pushed those thoughts out his head.
"It would have only taken you a moments thought to send a message." He turned from her passed a few steps then passed back. "T'ka something is going to happen and soon, I can feel it in my old bones and Scar's feeling it as well. You know I've never been wrong on this. I understand the need to help it is part of who you are and .... whome we love so much." The last wasn't exactly what he was thinking but he quickly adjusted his words to fit. "As you say your not the little girl, which only means much more is expected."
He paced a moment then once again turned back, "Do I have your word that you'll not leave the warren again with out at least sending a message to a patrol." There wasn't much he could do other then assign a patrol to be specifically on Queen guard duty incase such an event rises again, but he would prefer to give the queen and her rider some breathing space. _________________
As M'ren dropped his hand from her, she she looked back at him...suddenly longing for his hand to be back on her...even if it was only on her shoulder.
She watched as he began pacing again, a sign she had come to know that he usually did when he had a troubled mind.
As he spoke again, "Yes...I understand...I did not even think and am sorry for that!" she replied as she continued to watch him.
As he spoke of of something about to happen and that he could feel it in his 'old' bones as well as Scar feeling it, her eyes scanned over his body. She knew he was not that old...only a ten year difference between his and her own age...she being a young woman of twenty-five.
"Yes...I know! To my knowledge you have never been wrong on things like this." she replied. When he asked her to atleast let a patrol know if she plans to leave the warren again.
She slowly crossed the distance between them, standing directly in front of him. She placed a soft, but gentle hand on his bare arm, looking directly in his eyes.
She found herself...strangely...thinking of how she wanted to plant a kiss right on those lips of his. She had these thoughts previously, though never this strongly.
"M'ren...you have my word!" she said softly, as she gazed into his eyes...finding herself longing for his touch, his kiss...even more stronger than she had just been feeling....and she nearly did kiss him...but stopping herself, halfway as she was beginning to lean toward him. _________________ <--T'ka's Hatching Festival Dress
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"Very well I can ask for little else." Just the same he thought he might put a patrol near for a bit of time.
There was a bit of ackward time now, as he looked at T'ka for a moment his mind racing with thoughts and conserns.
"Um very well, I should get back to my wing." He wanted to give her a hug but instead he noded slightly and turn his back to her as he headed out the door. _________________
As M'ren spoke, she gave a small nod...but then seeing him turn his back and leave...she gave a deep sigh...with a shake of her head, she walked back to her chair.
She just didn't understand him...'How could he not see it? I try in many ways...but he just ignores my signs!' she thought to herself.
{But you haven't tried just telling him straight out!} came the gentle tone of Jalaran.
'I know! But...oh I don't know...I just can't tell him without knowing for sure how he feels as well!' she replied, as she took up her cup of cinnamon tea again, sipping at it....although it wasn't steaming hot any longer...in fact...it was just barely warm now...she gave another sigh...then finished her tea.
{I can tell you that there is still hope...things may change soon!} Jalaran responded. 'How can you know that?' T'ka asked...but there came no reply, as Jalaran withdrew from her mind.
'Great! She tells me there is still hope and things may change soon...but then ignores my question!' she thought to herself, in puzzlement.
{Not ignore...just that 'I' know these things!} came Jalaran's words once more, before withdrawing again. With another shake of her head, as she stood and crossed the distance to the door that led into her office.
She went through it, then took a seat behind her desk...seemingly lost in her thoughts...which those thoughts all led to M'ren. _________________ <--T'ka's Hatching Festival Dress
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