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 Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 9:22 pm
"Please don't," Uuni tried to protest. Being called on again was the last thing she wanted.
It was too late. The goddess could only stand baffled as Elcca bowed. Uuni often experienced awe, fear, a creepy sort of adoration. There was an endless pluthera of those obsessed with the idea of killing her, and another mouthful who was determined she was no more than scum.
But bowing? That was a little too much respect. It made her uncomfortable. "You can stop that now. No, really."
The god of guilt would have done a happy-flip with the way her gut churned. Not that it was guilt she was feeling. Just awkwardness. She was just doing what she had too.
"I'll pass on the message." If she felt like it.
Elcca was cast a wary eye, as if she might try that bowing thing again. Then, the sky parted. Uuni left without sound. It would chase after her until she touched down in the next god-forsaken place and tried solving another problem that just didn't have an answer.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 9:44 pm
Elcca watched quietly as the goddess departed. Felt the air knitting itself back together as it filled the void the spirit had left. And when that was over, she was left with only the desert's silence. It had never really occurred to her just how quiet that was.
She sure hoped she knew the way back.
Wincing, she picked herself up. The blood marks on the ground were still wet, and she dragged her good paw over them to blot them out. Not that many firekin would understand their meaning... but the last thing she needed was some wayward guard thinking someone had set up some sort of cult in their backlands. It took longer to undo her work than it had to create it. She shifted sand until there was nothing left of it. Only the scent of blood and a few faint stains remained. A simple fight with a rogue would explain the injury.
The sun was starting to rise by the time she finally got moving. Within an hour she'd be out walking in full view of the sun, which she suspected would be quite unforgiving. Her leg had started to throb. She'd also then have to free Yoan and think of a convincing explanation for her insanity. She probably should have asked for that omuboro.
But still. She'd summoned a god. It was looking like it would be a pretty good day after all.
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