It is you who I want (attn: Jorality & Fior)

OOC: I hope that you don't mind me starting a RP without notifying you first, Jorality. I would like our characters to get to know each others and if you are interested, I could start us another thread. In this thread Fior is in infirmary and if Jorality is kind enough and tells it to Sahra, she will rush there *g* Of course they don't have to get along at all and she can hear from someone else. However you would prefer it :)

IC:

Sahra was literally bouncing a bit as she made her way to her and Fior's room. She had been gone for almost two months with Sana and the best word to describe the trip was a harrowing mind Mother's Milk in a Cup!. But end well, all well. After witnessing Sana and Karli, who was one of his many women, together, she had made up her mind about what she wanted. And it wasn't just because of that. It seemed that Sana did not want to change his ways while waiting for her and it cast doubt on his ability to be just with her even when they would be together. That had changed her feelings for him slightly and it had made it possible for her to be more natural around him and just a friend. It was still an effort from time to time but to her relief it was a big improvement to the previous awkwardness between them.

Now she wanted to see the man she had directed all her feelings for. It was hard to believe that they had known each others only for a year as they had gotten so close so quickly. But then she hadn't known Sana much longer. She frowned as she remembered Cairma's threat that if she chose to be with Fior, they could not be roomies anymore. It would make life more difficult but she knew that they could arrange time for each other somehow. And a room, she thought with a grin. She would not wait for free days once a month to be with him the way he had showed to her. And well, she to him since they had been learning together.

Her excited greeting turned into a growl as she opened the door of their room and found Fior's bed empty and some unknown hussy resting easily on her bed. She was garbed on Trainees' clothes and had a beautiful curly red hair that flowed around her face. Sahra instinctively touched her own flame coloured locks and wished that hers were as long and glossy. But at least she was taller than this waif, who ever she was. She wanted some answers right then.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my bed?", she barked. "And where is my Fior?"

Sahra Covenry

Tower Trainee

Mentee to Sana

Former room mate to Fior