RVA: Shadow of Doubt, Beyond This Horizon
Apr. 19th, 2016 11:24 amAli sat curled up on a chair, arms wrapped tight around her legs, chin resting on her knees, and waited. She knew perfectly Salli would be coming in a moment, either in tears or quietly furious, and that she was going to have to push Salli away again, for the sake of not permanently cracking the noblevixen’s bond with her family.
Get up, she told herself. Get up, go to the shuttleport and get on the next flight up to House Lovejoy’s freighter docks. No, take the beanstalk. That way Salli can’t follow for the three days it’ll take to get to the transfer station. Get away before she can do anything else foolish to defend you. Get up.
But her arms remained firmly around her legs, locking her in place as she rocked back and forth in her seat. Because Salli coming in crying and/or furious was a Salli who needed her. And she could not for the life of her imagine a life that wasn’t in the service of someone, if not the Red Vixen, then Salli, or before that Bloody Margo. The alternative, independence, was quietly terrifying. I need to serve… someone.
She blinked once, looking at the thought in a new light. I need to serve.
I’m not a Commoner, I’m Service caste
Just like the rest of my family.
( Service, consent, futures )
Get up, she told herself. Get up, go to the shuttleport and get on the next flight up to House Lovejoy’s freighter docks. No, take the beanstalk. That way Salli can’t follow for the three days it’ll take to get to the transfer station. Get away before she can do anything else foolish to defend you. Get up.
But her arms remained firmly around her legs, locking her in place as she rocked back and forth in her seat. Because Salli coming in crying and/or furious was a Salli who needed her. And she could not for the life of her imagine a life that wasn’t in the service of someone, if not the Red Vixen, then Salli, or before that Bloody Margo. The alternative, independence, was quietly terrifying. I need to serve… someone.
She blinked once, looking at the thought in a new light. I need to serve.
I’m not a Commoner, I’m Service caste
Just like the rest of my family.
( Service, consent, futures )