Who am I to say [Lentia, Rabia] [FIN]
Mar 27, 2015 8:33:49 GMT
Post by epic-erikaphobia on Mar 27, 2015 8:33:49 GMT
With the fresh news of the war spreading rapidly around the empire, Rabia couldn't help but feel unsettled. Never once has her inability to affiliate with either kingdom been tested in such a way. She'd done everything in her power to stay out of political issues. They were never her concern, there was never anything for her to think on or care for. Everything in her past had been about surviving, and if trouble happened she would simply move out the way.
But this time, trouble was to walk and break the first place she could call home. It was going to tear it straight out of her hands, which was something she didn't know how to prepare for. The situation confused her deeply.
Unaware of why she was so nervous for the past few days, why she was restless and wanted to go to Amedra despite her better judgment. Why she'd requested and plead to set sail with people to Amedra, despite those willing to travel being of mercenary company. She was being careless, but it seemed worth it to her.
If she thought about it, her attitude was normal for someone who was scared to lose their home. Though it's a word Rabia never used much in her lifetime, that was what she considered Amedra to be.....home.
It didn't hold much there, but it held stability and a clean-slate. A family of sorts and second chances. She wanted to protect it but she didn't know if she should.
It was such a messy situation she'd found herself thinking about, and today, sitting on the pier of song-lu, she watched people pack their things. No doubt readying themselves for battle. Sitting on her lonesome she was a bit of an oddity, holding nothing more than a little satchel and dressed in civilians attire, not paying attention to her surroundings much.
People around her busied themselves nervously for what was to come, and didn't pay her much mind. They had a busy schedule, as they were to prepare themselves to take off and fight, while she sat with a slightly different agenda, waiting for her request to be shipped out over seas early as a stow-away to be either accepted or declined. She wasn't sure what she'd do when she stepped foot on Amedran soil, but she figured the boat ride would give her more time to think.
But this time, trouble was to walk and break the first place she could call home. It was going to tear it straight out of her hands, which was something she didn't know how to prepare for. The situation confused her deeply.
Unaware of why she was so nervous for the past few days, why she was restless and wanted to go to Amedra despite her better judgment. Why she'd requested and plead to set sail with people to Amedra, despite those willing to travel being of mercenary company. She was being careless, but it seemed worth it to her.
If she thought about it, her attitude was normal for someone who was scared to lose their home. Though it's a word Rabia never used much in her lifetime, that was what she considered Amedra to be.....home.
It didn't hold much there, but it held stability and a clean-slate. A family of sorts and second chances. She wanted to protect it but she didn't know if she should.
It was such a messy situation she'd found herself thinking about, and today, sitting on the pier of song-lu, she watched people pack their things. No doubt readying themselves for battle. Sitting on her lonesome she was a bit of an oddity, holding nothing more than a little satchel and dressed in civilians attire, not paying attention to her surroundings much.
People around her busied themselves nervously for what was to come, and didn't pay her much mind. They had a busy schedule, as they were to prepare themselves to take off and fight, while she sat with a slightly different agenda, waiting for her request to be shipped out over seas early as a stow-away to be either accepted or declined. She wasn't sure what she'd do when she stepped foot on Amedran soil, but she figured the boat ride would give her more time to think.