Re: Chapter #7: Catacomb Kids
Liseth peeled her eyes from the bundled explosives to watch Mr Tanner as the alchemist explained the explosives. And their highly volatile nature; it was just as bad as she had imagined! Don't drop them, don't break them. Until they were supposed to explode. Mr Tanner was polite, but Liseth didn't think that he noticed just how uncomfortable and apprehensive she was about his burst jars.
Thankfully, Kerr took the lead on dealing with the alchemist. Liseth watched with some measure of concern when he picked up both of the explosive bundles himself, strapping them over his shoulders. They certainly didn't look light, and Kerr was already burdened with his armor and weapons. She couldn't stop imagining one of the bundled packs slipping loose, or a burst jar tearing through the fabric.
How could she face Sarenrae after that? Blowing herself up just one day after the goddess came down to encourage her?
"Goodbye Mr Tanner, thank you for the burst jars!" Liseth's mixed feelings about handling bombs must have shown in her voice, but she doubted that Mr Tanner noticed. He was too tired, and too proud of the burst jars that he had made. But Kerr, certainly, would have noticed. For the first time, Liseth decided that she should help Kerr walk; since he was so overburdened by all of those bombs.
"Um...they aren't too heavy, are they Kerr?" Moving more slowly than ever, the two made their way to the Glassworks. Liseth was just glad that she didn't have to carry any of the bundled bombs herself, even as she was concerned that Kerr was carrying too much. But at least they made it there safely, and Liseth thanked Sergeant Tiller for looking after the burst jars for them.
"Well..." Liseth shared Kerr's relief when they completed their errand. She didn't know how much time they had left before everyone else arrived at the Glassworks and was ready to go, but she intended to make the most of it. After all, the two teenagers had had very little time to be together, with just the two of them. And Liseth figured that trying to make a little time before going to fight demons would be a good idea.
"We probably shouldn't go very far. So that the others can find us when they're ready." The girl's azure eyes wandered off of Kerr and found themselves drawn to the nearby ocean. And the sandy beach. "We could go walk on the beach..."
Liseth let Kerr lead her to Water Street, where they turned off of the street and onto the sand. Of course Kerr agreed to Liseth's request to walk on the beach; but as her eyes kept drawing themselves to the vast expanse of water, Liseth realized that maybe walking wasn't what she actually had in mind.
Spying a sun-bleached driftwood log partially buried in the sand, the girl led her boyfriend towards it. The old log looked perfect, like it had been placed there specifically for viewing the ocean. It didn't take long for Kerr to determine her intent after Liseth tried climbing up onto the log, and she smiled as he gallantly assisted her. Soon the two were sitting together atop the log, and Liseth's eyes stared out over the massive Varisian Gulf.
Taking in the sunshine, the salty air, the calling sea birds, the waves washing against the shore, and the horizon stretching as far as she could see, Liseth could forget about the dire events transpiring. With a contented sigh, she merely leaned against Kerr; if only it was possible for things to be like this forever. Sitting in silence for a few minutes, though, Liseth eventually started to talk. She had so much that she wanted to say, and this seemed like the perfect time and place for some of it.
"Did you ever wonder what it is you're meant to do Kerr?" This was one of the things foremost in her mind, after what had happened yesterday. "That's all that I thought about for so long. Almost a year now; ever since...you know." The girl paused and looked up at Kerr before her eyes wandered back out over the ocean's waters again. "When that happened, a part of me wanted to lock myself up in my room at home and never come out again."
"I always thought that I had done something wrong. That I wasn't worthy enough." She paused a moment before continuing, "I thought that maybe Sarenrae didn't like me because I can't fight. Did you know that Sarenrae expects her priests and other followers to be skilled at swordplay? With the scimitar especially. Daddy tried to teach me, but I could never do it right." Liseth frowned, "I'm so clumsy with a sword; Daddy had to stop trying to teach me when I kept dropping it and cutting myself."
"He must have been so disappointed, even though Daddy never said so." The girl released a sigh, "I think that he wanted me to be more like my mother; Daddy told me a number of times that she was the best with a scimitar. Better than him, and I've never seen anyone more skilled with any weapon than Daddy is. But I never even met my mother." Liseth did her best to keep her voice carefully neutral; as she continued talking she kept going deeper and deeper. Was she saying more than she really intended? But she couldn't stop, it all wanted to come out so much.
"Kerr..." The blonde girl shifted to finally look away from the waters to focus on Kerr directly, "What's it like? To have a mother?"