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Yani looked up at the Gaidin Captain as the woman spoke. The tear could be repaired? Why hadn't she thought of that earlier. But that was still not the problem. The older woman didn't understand that, and how could she? Yani couldn't even explain it.
She set the boot back in the box and started to put the lid back on when Kailitha spoke again. Stopping, the lid still in her hands, she looked back up at the woman. A room, yes, if her stuff was here her room was gone too. She had already been told that, she realised. J27? She tried to think of the layout of the female quarters. It wasn't close to her old room, she thought with both relief and regret. But it was close to Thoia's old room, if she remembered correctly. The thought sent a lump straight in her throat, which she forced away with the thought.
The Ji'dar in the next room rang no bells, the name completely unfamiliar. How could she not remember that name? There weren't that many female trainees in the Yards, and it should take long enough to be raised for her to at least remember her as a drin. Heck, she should've recognized the name as a fellow Ji. Stop thinking! Stop it now, she told herself firmly.
In a way she was glad when the bells sounded, and the older woman had to rush off. Kailitha dashed off so fast Yani didn't even have time to give her the proper respects. But in a way, it didn't matter. Looking back, she became aware of the lid in her hands, and placed it onto the box. Rising up slowly, she started stacking the three boxes on top of each other and carry them to the ladder. She had to carry them down one by one, but once down from the loft it was quick process to carry them to the room.
The room was empty except for the standard furniture, and had an air and smell of not being occupied for a while. Yani barely took notice of it as she put the boxes down next to the trunk at the end of the single bed. She didn't even bother unpacking yet, only removed the smallest box from the stack to get to the one beneath, and pulled out a clean uniform. Towels would be in the washing room, but as much as she longed for a bath, she only went there to fetch one and water before returning to the room, stopping by the closet with sheets for the bed. A throughout washing later, and she eyed the clean uniform lying on the newly made bed. She did not feel like heading back out again, not ready to face what was out there. Not ready to face reality anymore today.
Moving the uniform over to the trunk, she slipped into the bed and curled up. Tears were flowing from her eyes by the time she fell asleep, her mind giving in.
The next morning she rose before sunrise, got dressed like every other day and went out to start training. Anything to occupy her mind. A mind that had shut off emotions and thoughts drifting, focusing only on the next task ahead, cold and emotionless.
This message is a reply to: Taking Leave
posted by Kailitha d'ra Din.