um, none really. I decided that there weren't enough Tris/Briar fics out
there, that there were more Sandry/Briar, so I decided to switch it up. As
usual, pure fluff, some action, hardly any magic, and I DO NOT BELIEVE IN
DISCLAIMERS. It starts.
~~~Part 1: Returning to Stable Life~~~
Wind rushed down Trisana
Chandler's back. She looked out over the ocean and sighed a deep, long
sigh. They were all so far away; she felt so empty. Why did she feel so lost?
She knew that her friends from Winding Circle and herself would one day have to
leave their home at Discipline, but after only a year and a half of studying,
their teachers had decided it was time for them to get the "Real world
experience", as the Great mage Niklaren of Goldeneye had put it. Her
friend Sandry, or Lady Sandrilene Fa Toren, was originally going to stay at
their home, but her Uncle's health problems had called her away. Her
other friends, Briar and Daja, had each gone their separate ways as well. The
difference was that while Tris and her teacher Nicko had gone to the southern
most parts Pebble Beach, the others had either gone north, or farther east. She
missed them terribly, and though they had once been able to communicate
telepathically with one another, now they were all too far away from one
another for their magicks to stretch.
She had had quite enough of all the
traveling she was doing, and was ready to go home. She was tired of it all. As
much as she had loved the open road, she missed having a stable place to go
home to at night. She missed having a warm, soft bed and knowing her
friends were only a hop skip and a
jump away from her. It was worse now that Niko had left her alone. He had been
called away over a month and a half ago, and ever since then, her feeling of pure homesickness
had gotten the better of her stomach. Even the letters she received form her
friends of their adventures didn't seem to help with the pain in her
She looked over the letters she
kept in her pocket. One was from her friend Sandry. It told of her adventures
in training a dance mage and ultimately solving a murder. Then came Daja the
Trader's letter describing how she had found herself a mage who could
create and then put out fires out of thin air. Her friend Briar had gone back
to his home city, the city of Hajra. He had not only stopped a crime ring from
succeeding in smuggling valuable trade goods, but he had done it so fast that
he had shocked the guards who had once nearly taken his freedom. She missed her
friends so much. Climbing down the tree she had perched upon, she sighted
thick, black clouds come in her direction. She climbed back up to the branch
she had been sitting on and closed her eyes; thinking to figure out how strong
the storm system was.
"Lady Trisana, if we are to reach the inn by night fall,
we must leave now." She looked down at the guard Niko had left with her.
He was rather annoying when all
was said and done. Every time she tried to meditate or perform any simple
magic, he pulled her concentration out of it and she would either blunder the
spell, or lose interest in it all together by the time she was finished with
him. However, he was nice about everything he did, which was what made him so
annoying. She couldn't just tell him off. She sighed heavily, drinking in
the damp, heavy storm air.
"Alright, let's move
then." There would be another time for reading the weather.
one drop. All day, and not one drop of rain, although clouds hung perilously close to the ground and
the air was damp enough. The funny thing was, all summer long, and all the last
winter, it had hardly rained at all. Tris was glad to finally see
thunderclouds, but when they didn't open and pour their contents upon her
and the guard, she became vexed and contrary in mood. No it looked as if the
storm system would pass her by without so much as a taste of the thirst
quenching water it carried in it's billows.
inn is just up the road, Lady Trisana." Said the guard in her ear, so
close in fact that it startled her out of her reverie and nearly gave her a
next time you decide to tell me something, don't whisper it in my ear
without me knowing about it first, alright?" She snapped at him.
thousand pardons Lady Trisana. We have reached the inn."
don't call me Lady Trisana. It's Tris. And besides, I'm
certainly no Lady." She smirked, looking down at the fashion in which she
road her horse. Not sidesaddle as a proper Lady would, but her legs straddled
the saddle. The one Lady she did know, Sandry, didn't even ride
sidesaddle anyway, so there was almost no point in it. Focusing her attention
upon the inn, she noticed the warm glow from the windows and the heat emanating
from the little building were making
her drowsy. As soon as she had given her horse to the guard and arranged rooms
for them, she settled down for a long night.
tossed and turned in her sleep. She was having a horrible nightmare. When she
awoke, she found herself breathing heavily and tangled within her own sheets.
The heat from the sheets becoming too much, she slipped out of them and stuck
her shawl around her shoulders. Quietly sneaking down the stairs of the inn,
she walked outside, trying to clear her mind. Though she couldn't
remember what her dream had been about, it must have been rotten, eve for
nightmares to have been able to awaken her. All she could remember was that it
had to do with home. Winding Circle Temple; more specifically, Discipline, the
cottage she and her friends had shared while first training their unusual magicks.
Pushing back one of her unruly brownish red curls, she made a decision. It was
time to head home. Entering the
inn again, she settled back down in her bed for the rest of the night in a
to the guards station and tell them you've just ridden in with me. They
probably won't recognize my name, so just tell them I'm one of the
Four Mages that stayed at Discipline. They'll know who I am then. Tell
them Niko's plans and then get yourself some rest." She ordered the
Lady Trisana. May I say, Lady Tris, it has been a pleasure accompanying you
north to this fine Temple. May the magicks you work be great and strong in your
future." The guard slightly bowed to his mistress. Tris was shocked. Darn
it, this guy was just too nice!
you, Jacob. I hope much luck falls upon your path in Winding Circle Temple as
well. Good bye." With her good bye said, she swung her horse around and
rode hard across the Temple
grounds. She couldn't
wait to get back home. As she rode, she looked up. The storm clouds that
had been above them the day before were here above Winding Circle as well. Maybe she would get her thunderstorm
she road over the final hill, Discipline came into view. Stopping to look at
it, she sighed. It almost looked empty. There was no Rosethorn or Briar tending
to the plants, and the noise of the smiths was faint due to the fact that both
Daja and Frostpine had gone east on a tour of metal workings and smiths. She
could barely hear the looms of
Lark. But it was still home. She galloped her horse down and stopped at
the wooden gate in the front yard. Kicking off her riding boots and her heavy
riding clothes, he ran barefoot through the garden and into the back door of
Lark?" She called out. "Lark, where are you?"
sorry, Dedicate Lark has gone to visit Lady Sandrilene Fa Toren at the
Duke's citadel. I'm her student, Comas."
I'm Sandry's student, Pasco. Who are you, what do you want, and how
did you get in here? Huh? Huh?"
If I had known I would be drilled in my own home, I would have gone to see
Dedicate Moonstone and asked for a bunk in the guard's barracks."
isn't your home. This is…"
and Rosethorn and Niko's, I know. And as for your first questions, I am
Trisana Chandler, I wanted to say hello to my old friends, and I got in through
the door. However, I probably would have gone in through the roof if the door
had been locked. Does that answer all of your questions you nosy little boys?"
She snipped. She watched as one of the boys, the one named Comas, had
immediately shrunk back behind the one names Pasco, and Pasco had moved forward
to confront her. Then something hit her.
As in, the dance mage that Sandry was teaching?"
What's it to you? How did you know about me?"
wrote me about you and your daring escapade with the murderers."
hope so! After all, we all lived together for long enough."
lived here? That would make you a mage!"
Niklaren of Goldeneye's old student, the weather mage of the Four Mages
of Discipline. Now who are you, Comas?"
Lark's new student." The boy shied back even farther at being
noticed by Tris.
be shy. Speak up then. So then, Lark and Sandry are away and they left you two
all alone together here?"
But every once and a while Dedicate Crane comes in to check on us." Pasco
sighed. The old man was due for his nightly visit soon, and he would be taking
the boys to get washed up. Pasco hated getting washed up.
Crane comes in to check on you? I
haven't seen him since the Blue Pox epidemic two years ago. When is he
about an hour. Then he'll take us to wash."
Go do your chores. I'm going to make some tea. Before he comes,
I'll let you have a cup."
mean your staying?" Said Comas, completely forgetting to be shy.
course. This is my home, and whether you to knuckle headed boys like it or not,
I'm coming back home for a while."
Started the two.
buts. Get your chores done." And with that, she entered the kitchen to
begin some tea. After about a forty-five minutes, the boys joined her at the
table, and she poured each of them a cup of tea. They drank in silence, neither
knowing what to say to the other two. When a knock came upon the kitchen door,
Tris turned to the two boys.
Let him in." Comas stood and opened the door. A man in his mid thirties
entered the cottage and gave slight nod to both Tris and Pasco.
evening Trisana, Pasco, Comas. Boys, get your things."
Dedicate Crane." Coursed the two boys as they left the room for the
needed bath supplies.
you care for a cup of tea Dedicate Crane? It's the good, strong Trader
tea that Daja hid before we all left."
thank you. You know, I haven't had this Trader tea since those four mages
left Discipli… Trisana?" She smirked. It had taken him about five
minutes to notice her.
I don't suppose word had
reached you I was back."
At the strange visage he wore, she responded to him simply. "I only just
got back an hour ago, don't worry, you're not old enough for memory
and hearing loss yet Dedicate Crane." He gave a short laugh.
certainly glad you've set me straight. Does this mean you'll return
to me for some work soon?"
a good night's rest and a little refresher course in the ways of
Discipline and I'll be around soon enough."
I'm glad to hear it. Will you be staying here, with the boys?"
I don't really want to share the cottage, but since they were here first,
I don't see how I could kick them out."
good, very good." Just then the two boys came tromping down the stairs.
ready." Announced Pasco. Comas just nodded his head in agreement.
see you later then, Tris. Good night."
night Dedicate Crane."
After he and the two boys left, Tris
went up to the old attic. She could remember how many nights she and her
friends couldn't sleep, so they had come up to the attic to chat with one
another. It seemed like only yesterday when they made the ball of light for
Sandry. She and Briar to start with, then adding in Daja's power, and
finally presenting it to her friend. All within the small confines if this
little room. She could remember laying on the floor and listening to the
storms, their beating rain drops and their windy gusts. She loved this room, it
gave her good memories and good feelings. Dragging a blanket out from her old
bedroom, she laid on the floor of the attic and fell asleep instantly.
~~~Part Two: Persistent Rain Causes Problems~~~
dark clouds loomed ahead of the small brick building. Trisana looked over the
whole of the Winding Circle Temple and shuddered. She loved weather. She truly
did. But when an absolutely icy wind whipped and tossed her around after
beating pelts of small frozen raindrops upon her head, enough was enough. It
had hailed for five days straight, and before that, drizzled heavily for two.
these rainy days, Tris found enough chores to keep her busy both with Dedicate
Crane and helping to maintain Discipline as long as Lark was gone. Due to the
abominable weather, and Sandry's Uncle's poor health, Lark had been
detained much longer at the Duke's citadel than she had first thought she
would be. Sandry, too, had been forced to stay at home, and had not been able
to ride out to pick up Pascal for his daily lessons in magicks.
Trisana had taken over the temporary training of the two demi-mages. While she taught them meditation and
the rules of magic, there was not much else she could teach them without
knowing them or their specific magic like their usual teachers did. In spite of
her lack of knowledge, she did make sure they completed their chores around
Discipline, went to wash with Dedicate Crane, and were fed and well rested.
Suddenly, from her perch a top the roof of Discipline, she could see riding
towards her Jacob, her old guard and distant friend.
Trisana! Lady Trisana!" He called out to her, obviously not seeing her
amidst the dark backdrop of the looming thunderclouds. She quickly undid the
latch that kept the patched hole in the roof closed and slipped back inside the
warmer house. Running down the stairs, her eyes met with a mess.
along the lines of her coming back inside and racing down the stairs from the
attic, Jacob had dismounted his horse and stumbled into Discipline, soaking wet
and drip and flinging water every which way possible. Trying miserably to
assist him were the shy but concerned Comas and the outgoing but often panicky
What's the news? What's happened? And stop wriggling around so
much; you're splashing water everywhere! Oh. Pascal, stop fiddling with
the sopping wet cloak and get a mop. Comas, tea." She commanded, taking
control of the situation.
Trisana, no time for tea! The southern gates are being over run by water, and
the damns on the end can't take much more. At least, that's what
Honored Dedicate Moonstream says. We need your help. They want all of the older
mages there to try to save what they can of the lower buildings and
barracks." Jacob finished, out of breath with worry.
then, give me a minute to get ready. Why don't you stay here and watch
these two? You're tired and soaked through to the bone. That and I
don't trust them in this sort of a situation alone. Just watch them,
I'll make your excuses to your guard sentry." Tris said, handing
him a cup of tea and beginning to head up the stairs. If she was going to be
trudging around in the rain, she'd want some lighter more water resistant
clothing. She heard a brief answer of 'yes' fall from the
guard's mouth, but didn't really hear what else he said. She had
other things to worry about.
Good to have your help again!" Called Kirel. Kirel? What was he doing
here? She had thought he had gone with Frostpine and Daja north. Were they
What are you doing here? Is Daja with you?" Well, she had always been
blunt to start with.
I volunteered to come back with letters and new supplies for mail and other
supplies. I got back only just yesterday afternoon!" He yelled over the
sound of violent thunder. Tris shuddered in response. What was this, weather
Is it possible for you to do a weather reading of these clouds?" She heard
Dedicate Moonstream call to her.
I have enough time without interruption!"
do it! We need to know how long this weather system is going to play
then." With her instructions given, Tris raced to the top of the wall and
sat, watching the crashing waves of the cove.
Closing her eyes and letting the rain ruin and melt off of
her slick form, she concentrated hard. Drawing herself out of her body and into
a higher sense of elevation, she floated high. High and higher, until finally
she levitated well above the sickeningly black puffs of clouds. Stretching
herself and her vision farther, she could see nothing but the vastness of the
clouds. It was as if all the world had somehow been forgotten amongst the sheer
oblivion of the ominous tumbling mass that she now looked down upon. Ripping
herself away from the astonishing site, she was able to gather herself together
enough to pull back to the plain at which all of her friends resided upon.
With the new information seeded
within her head, she shimmied down from the flooding wall and searched through
the rescue masses in search of Honored Dedicate Moonstream. "Moonstream!
The clouds go on forever! And they are completely natural too! Not one sign of
magic in them!"
"Are you sure Trisana?'
She answered back, the heavy frown on her face beginning to weigh more with
each new piece of information as it was brought to her.
"Positive! And, it's
only going to get worse! This place will be flooded if the rest of the storm
doesn't change course, and I really don't think it will!"
Trisana called out.
"Alright, thank you! Have
Kirel tell you where to put things, he's over there!" She pointed
to where Kirel was standing and Trisana nodded and raced towards him to see
what she could help with.
"Tris! You ready to get in
the water?" Kirel asked her.
Just tell me where and what and I'm game!"
The stock bins in the lower southern end need to be emptied out. Take a few
others and start the process! When I can, I'll send more people to you!"
good." Tris grabbed the arms of the four closest people and explained to
them what they were going to do. Taking a wagon and a drenched horse, they
carted up and back down a small hill. As they broke into the storage rooms,
they began lifting the pots, pans, jars, and equipment out of them and into the
wagon. Every ten to fifteen minutes she sent two of the workers back to unload
the supplies and bring the wagon back empty. This continued for almost a full twenty- four hours before
someone came to relieve her from her job in the pouring rain.
Trisana drugged back to Discipline, she tried to pick up her feet, but failed
miserably. She was so tired, so dead, that she couldn't. Her hands and
feet were numb, and her nose? What nose? She had lost all feeling in it and her
ears long ago as well. Finally walking through the gardens, she reached the
front door. When she found it locked, she sighed in annoyance and pounded on
Pascal! Comas! Open the door!" She called out in her raspy, almost
non-existent voice. As the door opened, she sighed in relief at the warm sight
of a comfortable home. Walking in, she was greeted with a million questions at
She screamed, only it came out as a whisper instead. Once the room was quiet, she
began again. "That's better. Now then, I'm sure you all want
updates. Jacob, I'm sorry, but they're expecting you back now that
figured as much. What's the news?" Said the large guard with a grim
smile on his large face.
Copper Curls, what's the news?"
to you Thief Boy." She stuck her tongue out at Briar, then began to
unravel the top layer of the four layers of clothing she had put on to try to
keep her remotely warm. Then she stopped, but kept her eyes focused on the scarf
she was holding in her hands.
Boy? Briar? Briar Moss? Is it really you?" She asked in disbelief.
Copper Curls, it's me, Briar Moss, the one and only." He gave a
cocky lopsided grin when she finally gathered enough courage look at him. His
skin was still the same dark tan, maybe a shade lighter than it had been when
she had last seen him. His raven hair was still cropped close to his head and
his eyes were still the same sparkling green that they had been when he was a
boy. Of course, now he wasn't a boy. Now he was nearly a grown man, and
he looked the part.
studied his old friend from almost three years ago. She had changed, this girl
he had once known. Remembering back to when he used to call her copper curls
made him want to laugh inside. She didn't appear to have changed much,
but then again, she was sopping wet and dead tired, he was sure.
don't you let me help you take those wet things off and I'll get
some of Daja's good Trader tea out for us." Briar said.
So when did you get back?" She questioned him.
this morning while you were out in the rain I guess. I would have come out to
help, but I fell asleep when I got here, and I only woke up a half hour
ago." He said as he struggled with the shirt buttons of the top shirt she
had on. There were still three more shirts beneath it. The water had swelled
the buttons so that they wouldn't fit nicely through the holes they
Rosethorn? Usually she's wherever you are."
heard the Duke's health was failing and that Lark was at the citadel. She
went that way, and I, being me, decided to ride all the way here from the
citadel alone in the rain. Bad choice."
kidding. You couldn't have picked a worse storm. And get this: it's
not going to end for quite a while. It will be nice to have you helping around
here again. Can you get Dedicate Crane to stop treating me like I don't
know my way around his research lab?" He gave her a curt laugh and slight
one can tell Dedicate Crane anything, you should know that by now!"
know, but wistful thinking. I'm going to go put on a dry dress. Have that
tea ready when I come down." She ordered him with her still raspy quiet
mame." He joked.
Tris climbed the stairs, she sighed in happiness. Slowly, the Four Mages were
being reunited, one way or another. She was sure that when Sandry found out
that she and Briar were here at Discipline, she would ride over as well. And as
for Daja, well, she would be back soon enough. She could wait a little longer
to see the Trader again, even though she missed her as much as any one. When
she got to the attic, Tris picked out the only dress she had clean left. To her
utter disgust, it was a longer skirted periwinkle blue dress that she usually
saved for special occasions. Because of the long skirt, she was going to have
to put on those annoying petty coats and slips. 'Forget it.' She
thought to herself. It wasn't worth it. She would just have to go down
without them on, because she sure as Mila wasn't going to wear them after
standing in the rain for more than a day. It was way too much work. Grabbing a
blue scarf and her brush, she started back down the stairs. While Tris had gone
up to change, Briar had made tea. Sitting down next to him at the small dinning
table, she pulled her wet hair out of its current scarf and began brushing it.
sorry. I know I should have done this upstairs, but my fingers were too numb. I
needed to warm them up." She made her excuses. She was quite sure he was
inwardly laughing at her and her hair; he'd done it often enough
alright. I'm surprised you managed with the buttons on those shirts you
were wearing, I couldn't." He said, watching as she brushed her wet
locks. They were much longer than he remembered, and he couldn't imagine
how she got them to do anything. But then, she was a girl. She was supposed to
know how to do that sort of 'lady' type of stuff. Sandry and Daja
had. He thought anyway. It was a bit blurry; after all, they hadn't seen
each other in so long…
what have you been up to these last few years? I haven't seen or heard
form you in two full years." She asked him, startling him back into
reality from his thoughts.
a lot. Rosethorne and I went east to study the native plants in the region far
to the east. I saw animals you wouldn't believe lived! And, Tris, there
were storms you couldn't imagine! They were all dust storms like
hurricanes, only made out of sand and not water. And there was thunder
called sand storms. I've read about them."
reading and seeing are two different things. Tris, these storms could pick up a
person and burry them alive and you'd never know it. And when the wind
whips across your face, it stings and burns because of the sand hitting
Were you ever out in one?"
When they started up, we immediately made camp and waited it out. The caravan
we were with wasn't going to take any chances."
Sounds like fun."
And guess what else?"
That's the point of me saying 'guess' the first time Copper
I don't know. Just tell me!"
have a student mage." The room fell silent. Tris coughed.
A student?" She giggled lightly, then tried to hold back her laughter.
Unsuccessfully, she broke into a fit of laughter and nearly began crying she
was laughing so hard.
What's so funny about that?" He demanded, slightly hurt. Why
couldn't he have a student?
I just can't imagine you teaching! The poor kid!" She finally
slowed her laughing and was gasping for breath.
I do teach. In fact, my student's here."
All laughing stopped.
asleep in my old room, so don't go waking him up."
Another mouth to feed at Discipline. Yours is big enough, but two new ones?"
She replied, half joking and half serious. He must have heard the tone of her
voice, because he grinned.
know. Don't you hate me?"
It was a blunt statement, not a sarcastic response. Both of them grinned and
then broke into a fit of laughter. This conversation was unusual for both of
them. Tris couldn't remember the last time she had laughed, and Briar
couldn't the last time he'd felt so comfortable. This was their
home, they were family.
~~~Part Three: Relationships Grow and Change~~~
funny?" Asked another voice from the doorway of the kitchen. Spinning her
head around, Tris saw a boy she had never seen before. He looked to be slightly
older than they, and he was stretching.
Darren. Tris, this is Darren, my student. Darren, Trisana the weather mage of
the Four Mages of Discipline."
to meet you Darren. Thief Boy was just telling me about you." She said,
trying to stiffen up. She couldn't let this new kid think she was one of
those push over girls.
to meet you Lady Trisana Chandler. Briar has told me much about you." He
smiled and bowed slightly, then took her hand and kissed it.
watched with interest. Just what was his student thinking? Kissing Tris'
hand! He had no right…no reason. Back up. Why did he care? He looked at Tris. He could see he face
only tighten up more when Darren smiled at her. He looked again. Other than her
making a face, she really had grown up very nicely. She was more tone, not skinny,
but most definitely not as out of shape and pudgy as she had been when he had
first met her. Her height had increased slightly, and she had filled out in
other… areas… as well. Her long burnt red hair tumbled in perfect
ringlets down past her shoulders, no longer was it the messy rat's nest
it had been when they had left Discipline. She didn't wear glasses
anymore, and he could see her clear grayish blue eyes framed by thick dark
lashes. Complimented well by the light blue she wore, she looked extremely
pretty. Briar shook his head. This would lead to his demise, looking at one of
his best friends like this! It was an insane thing to even consider!
to meet you as well, Darren. I, however, don't appreciate you kissing my
hand." Tris said. Briar had to laugh at that. She was just as blunt as ever.
If she didn't like something, she was never afraid to let you know it.
And besides, it was good she didn't like Darren. He didn't know
why, but it was good she didn't like him, that was a certainty.
sorry then, Lady Trisana, I would not have done it had I not truly thought you
would not mind." Darren answered in a lofty tone. Just who did this boy
think he was? Tris could feel her temper rage and the sparks of electricity
flow through her veins. He was a very impolite boy. Man. Well, he was technically
a man, but he acted like a snobby boy.
don't do it again. I'm not one of those kinds of girls, plain and
simple. Hey, Thief Boy, it's too cold in here. Let's go into the
parlor and sit by the fire." Tris suggested.
alright. You get the tea then Copper Curls." He responded without
Curls? Again with that nickname? No way. You can get the tea then, all mighty
street rat." She stuck her tongue out at him and began walking into the
called me Thief Boy!" He argued with her.
Was her response from the other room. He felt a blush rise to his cheeks at
beginning insulted in front of his student. 'Forget this'. He
thought to himself as he left the tea. Quietly walking into the parlor, he
caught Tris just as she was about to sit down. Gasping her waist with his
hands, he pulled her into his arms and picked her up.
don't think so. You are going to at least help me carry that tea in
here." He said as he dragged her into the kitchen again. Though she put
up a strong resistance, he was able to easily keep his hold on her until they
were standing in front of the table again.
fight it Tris, you have no choice." He taunted her. She stuck her tongue
out at him again, but the sighed and picked up their cups. He smirked and
picked up the rest of the tray and carried in after her. Darren, quite
forgotten during their little spout, watched on with amusement as his
'teacher' was almost stood up by a meek little girl. Finally coming
back to reality, he joined the two others in front of the fire in the parlor.
then Kirel is back too?" Briar was asking her.
and I told him he could stay at Discipline if he wanted. So now, I'm
stuck here with five boys. Where are Sandry and Daja when I need them?"
all gone. What ever will you do?"
don't know!" They laughed again. They had been joking about who was
staying in Discipline. As it turned out, Briar, Darren, Comas, Pascal, and
Kirel, not to mention Tris herself were all going to be staying in Discipline
for a while. That wasn't too much of a problem though. So it would be a
little crowded, that wasn't anything new. Tris thoughtfully rested her
chin in her hand as Briar turned to answer a question that Darren had asked
all six of them were going to be staying in Discipline, where were they all
going to sleep? She would undoubtedly stay in the attic where she was now.
Comas and Pascal were already sharing Sandry's old room. If Briar was in
his old room with Darren, then Kirel could have hers and Daja's old room.
She would leave both Lark and Rosethorne's rooms alone for now.
Lady Tris?" She heard a voice calling her. Looking up she saw Comas and
Pascal had joined them, along with Dedicate Crane.
She answered them curtly. She didn't like her thought being interrupted.
were wondering if you had seen Dedicate Gorse around? All three of us have been
looking everywhere for him and we can't find him anywhere."
Dedicate Crane responded.
he hasn't come by. I'm sorry. That does remind me, however. Pascal,
Comas, time for washing."
They cried simultaneously.
She whined back at them.
buts. Go now." She ordered them. "And take Briar and Darren with
about Dedicate Crane?" Pascal wanted to know. "He doesn't
have to go wash!"
do it when he's ready. You, on the other hand, have a curfew and bedtime.
Get moving. When you come back, I'll give you your supper. Stay under the
over hangs too, I don't want you getting sick."
Mother." Briar teased as all of the boys lined up at the door.
You smell like a dead rat. Go clean up."
She cares! Just like I always say…"
lost!" She pushed him out the door and slammed it in his face. Going into
the kitchen and setting food out for them when they returned, she began to
Briar certainly was pushing her limits. The funny thing was,
she didn't mind. She couldn't figure it out, but for some reason,
she didn't mind. He was annoying, self centered, fun, intense, and…
where was this list going? She had lost all rational thought after she hit
fun. She must be so tired that she
was losing it, because to think of Briar… that way… it was just, just
strange. Sitting back down on the floor, she rested her head in the crook of
her arms and closed her eyes. 'Just resting them, that's
all,' She told herself.
and the other boys walked back into Discipline half an hour later. The lights
had been so dim they thought Tris had gone to bed. Tiptoeing as quietly as
possible into the kitchen, they found a meal of bread, milk, cheese, and salad
set out on the table for them. After sitting and eating their meal in silence,
Briar took charge.
Comas, Pascal, bedtime."
not tired yet." Argued Pascal.
been yawning all through your meal. I think you're tired enough. Go to
sleep." He watched as Comas nodded and began to walk off. When Pascal
tried to protest again, Comas came back and shoved him towards their bedroom.
Shutting the door behind them, Briar decided they were going to go to bed.
let's go sit in the parlor on the couches and continue that conversation
on magic." Kirel suggested.
let's. I do believe this 'metal magic' is something most
intriguing. Almost as much as I found my own animal magic." Darren added.
Briar simply followed the two as they lead the way into the parlor. When they
got to the couches, however, their conversation cut out suddenly and Briar was
intrigued as to what would stop them. Peering over Kirel's shoulder, he
saw what had hushed them.
in a blue heap, was Trisana Chandler. He noted that her eyes were closed,
allowing her dark lashes to rest on her peaceful face. A small smile graced her
rose-tinted lips and her face was pale with flushed cheeks. The fire was
bouncing off of her, causing her hair to have golden red highlights. Shadows
danced around her and the dark room gave her the appearance of a helpless but
steadfast ghost, or maybe a fairy. She was angelic sitting there.
do we leave her, or put her to bed, or what?" Kirel said quietly so as
not to wake her.
should put her to bed. I'll do it, just tell me where to put her."
probably sleeping in the attic." Briar said thoughtfully.
Why would she sleep in such a dirty, musty place?" Darren asked, slightly
disgusted. The longer Briar was with him, the more he disliked him and as high
and mighty attitude.
she just would. It's closer to the storms, and being a weather mage,
well, you can figure it out from there." He answered his student. But
Darren wasn't listening. He was already trying to move and pick up Tris
from her peaceful state. Briar watched as he got her bundled up in his arms,
but couldn't hold onto her.
is she wearing, pure cotton and no petty coats? How distasteful." Darren
take her. You'll drop her going up the stairs." Briar said to him
haughtily. He watched as Darren lay her sleeping form on the couch. As gently
as he could, Briar walked over to her and started to grasp her into his arms.
Her eyes fluttered, then opened in bleary recognition.
What's going on?"
I'm going to take you to your bed. You fell asleep in the parlor. Where
are you sleeping?"
By then, she had closed her eyes again. He picked her up and started the short
trip to the stair well leading up to the attic. As he climbed the stairs, he
felt her lean into his chest and sigh deeply. He too, let out a breath he
didn't know he'd been holding and sighed. She was so warm and it
felt so nice to be near her again. He had truly missed her. As he reached the
attic, he kicked the door open more and spotted her bed below the window.
Laying her down on her blankets, he pulled of her boots and the scarf around
her hair. Placing a blanket around her lithe form and smiled down upon her.
well Copper Curls. Tris." He bent down and pecked her forehead before
turning and fleeing from her 'room'.
how long has Briar liked Lady Trisana?" Darren pounded poor Kirel with
question after question once Briar had left the room with Tris.
He doesn't like her at all!" Kirel answered him.
do you mean, he doesn't like her at all? Don't tell me that! I saw
the way he looks at her. I saw how they act together when they're alone.
You mean you haven't noticed it?"
They don't like each other." Kirel said, standing firm to what he
knew to be true.
they do. Look at the way he looks at her. The way they tease each other, why, they
even have pet names for each other!"
'pet names' as you call them are what they used to call each other
when they teased each other a long time ago. Now they just do it for
"You're getting behind. You can't expect
them to stay the same forever you know. They've gotten past that
'boys/ girls have cooties' stage now. Face it, he's gone on
her." Darren finished with a smirk. He loved being the first one to know
let's say he does like Tris. What if she doesn't like him?"
you know she does because…?"
she wouldn't let me kiss her hand."
does that have to do with anything?" Kirel asked him, more confused than
wouldn't let me kiss her hand, but she let him pick her up, twice as a
matter of fact. That and when he says something, she hangs onto his every
friends, she's supposed to 'hang onto his every word'!"
the way she does. They way she does, you'd think it were a matter of life
and death. It's a way of
cannot believe I'm listening to this!" Kirel practically shouted.
to what Kirel?" Briar asked as he came down the steps.
seems to think that you…" Darren put his hands over Kirel's
mouth before he could finish what he was saying.
Briar said with a warning tone in his voice.
Or else. And you know 'or else' will probably end up with you
knocked out cold." Briar had a funny fire in his eyes Kirel had never
seen in them in the five years he had known the child.
time this happened, you thought you could beat me in a brawl. You ended up with
a broken rib. You may be older and bigger, but I'm stronger. Talk.
Now." Briar was past playing games with his student. He had been rude and
made fun of Tris. He was going to pay if he kept it up.
just mentioned how you and Lady Trisana got along so well." Darren tried
He thought you liked Lady Trisana." Kirel added.
do like her. And she likes me. And we like you both. So what's
new?" Both the other two stood staring at him. Had he said something
I meant Darren thought you were falling for Lady Trisana." Kirel
It wasn't a loud 'what', it was a quiet, shocked
think you care for Lady Trisana more than you let on. And I think she does the
same for you. So there, I said it."
Briar repeated, this time more to himself. In a trance-like state, he slowly
wandered out of the room and let his feet carry him wherever they might. When
Briar looked up, he found himself staring at Tris' sleeping form.
that true Tris?" He whispered, afraid to wake her. "Do you like me?
Do you care for me more than as a friend? If so, why didn't I even notice
it before?" He sat quietly next to her sleeping platform and leaned his
back up against it, turning his head to stare out the window.
I like you? Is that true? I mean, I know I thought you were pretty, alright,
beautiful, but… do I fell more than just attraction to you? How do I
know?" He ran his hand through his raven hair and sighed. Ever time he
heard her name mentioned he felt his heart beat speed up. But that could have
been just him missing her. He had written her hundreds of letters explaining
his adventures, but he had never had the courage to send one. Why not? What
made her different from Sandry or Daja? And their mind link… mind link!
He had completely forgotten about it! Could she read his thoughts? Did she know
he loved her? Loved her?? Where had that come from? A clap of thunder was heard
in the distance as Briar Moss settled down for a long night next to Trisana. He
had so much to think about, would he ever figure it out?
~~~Part Four: Floods of Rain, Floods of Tears~~~
awoke to yelling and screaming. When she was finally dressed, she raced down
stairs and tried to figure out what was going on.
everything! What is going on?" She shouted at the top of her voice.
Trisana, the both the southern and western gates have been flooded and the waters
are rising faster. The worst of it is, all of the Dedicates are so tired from
helping at the southern gate that no one had been able to start in the western,
and that's where the…"
medical facility!" Tris cried frantically, the problem suddenly dawning
on her. "Oh Mila!"
patients have been evacuated to the mess hall, but they need their medicines
and supplies, which are still in the medical facility." Dedicate Crane
added with a worn out and tired expression on his face. Tris had to act fast.
then. Jacob, go find Honored Dedicate Moonstream and tell her that I'll
take care of the medical supplies. Then fetch a wagon and meet us at the
medical facility. Kirel, Darren, Pascal, Briar, all of you are going to come
with me. We're going to help unload the supplies from the medical
facilities. As for you Comas, stay here with Dedicate Crane. Make sure he rests
and drinks plenty of fluids. He looks flushed. Briar, before we go, make sure
he's not running a fever. Let's get ready!" All the boys gave
her a giant smile. They had been wanting and waiting to help with the relief,
but until now she had forbid it. As for Comas, he hadn't wanted to go out
into the rain, so he was glad she had chosen him to stay behind. The only one
unhappy with her decisions was Dedicate Crane.
no. No need for worry. I'm fine. I just need some strong tea and
I'll be ready to be out there with you all again." He tried to
Dedicate Crane, even I had to come in and sleep. If I did, then so do you. We
don't want you getting sick now. Besides, what would Rosethorne say if
she knew you were brought down by a little head cold?" Tris told him
don't care what she'd say, she'd… ah.. ah…
achoo!" He sneezed very roughly.
Sure. Talk all you want, but I want you up in bed." She pointed her
finger towards the bedrooms. "Comas, show him to Rosethorne's room
and let him sleep in there."
Oh no! Not her room! Anywhere but her room, I can't…"
And make him some strong willow tea afterwards. Chances are he'll have a
we always knew she was bossy. Now she's just more openly forceful about
it." Briar joked. He saw her glare hit him and froze. It was icy. No
emotion lay within it, yet it conveyed more than he had thought humanly
possible. Shuddering, he felt a chill race up his spine and run through his
veins. What was wrong? Had he done something? All last night he had sat up and
thought about her and their relationship. If she really liked him so much, how
could she possibly look at him with such, such, utter loathing?
She quietly yelled at him and pulled on his sleeve. Tugging him into the warm
parlor, she stared at him. When her eyes met his face, she reeled. It was so
perfect. She couldn't see how he had grown up to look so nice. Was this
really her childhood friend? Her Briar? Wait a minute. Where had
'her' Briar come from? Shaken off of her balance, she stuttered to
find the words she had meant to say to him only minutes before.
saw her suddenly change in demeanor and wondered. Had he been the cause of her
shift? He caught the look that rested in his eyes and took the chance. Drawing
in his breath, he breathed a small prayer to Mila and went for it.
was so caught up in her thoughts she neglected to watch Briar. Suddenly she
felt a new warmth and slight movement in front of her. Coming back to her
sense, she blinked and opened her once blank eyes to a solid white cloth.
Tracing the white shirt upwards, her eyes fell across a tan face framed by
sable hair. Keeping their movement, they suddenly stopped when they met the
piercing green eyes of the face. She couldn't breathe. There was
something in them… an undistinguishable fire that caught her breath and
made her heart speed uncontrollably. She could feel his breath upon her face.
He was so close to her… so very, very close…
pulled her in closer to his body, wanting to feel the pressure of her warmth;
needing to feel it. Sighing deeply, he caught a whiff of what smelled like cinnamon
and fresh air… Tris' smell. Wrapping his arms around the small of
her waist, he hoped she wouldn't slap him for touching her in such a
forward manner. Leaning down, he first lightly pecked the top of her red
ringlet head of hair. Making his way down, he pecked her forehead next, then
her cheek, followed by her nose, and then, he stopped when he reached her
this really Briar? He was kissing
her! She felt his light touch as he bent down closer towards her head. When she
felt him kiss her hair, then forehead, cheek and nose, she nearly fainted. What
was he doing to her? Her insides were in a tumult of disarray. As she tried to
tense up when he got closer to her mouth, she merely lost it more.
and tenderly, Briar placed his soft lips upon hers. A brief moment of bliss
settled over him. Her lips tasted like sweet honey. Hungrily, he intensified
his kisses, and when he felt no resistance from her, he just continued. Mila,
what had taken him this long? Everything he had tried to reason the night
before while sitting beside her was lost. Suddenly it was so trivial. This said
so much more than his brain had told him.
the shock of him kissing her died down, Tris began to respond. Bringing her
arms up, she wrapped them around his back, running her hands up and down. Small
yet intense shivers were racing through her spine. Was this what she had been
missing? Was this why she had felt so homesick? Suddenly she realized the
difference. The loneliness she had felt, the empty incompletion she had had her
entire life was gone. All that mattered now was Briar and his sweet, soft and
tempting lips dizzyingly crashing down upon her own, sucking her breath from
her, always pushing and wanting more and more. They finally broke and tried to
catch their breaths.
Briar? We have to go now if we're going to get those supplies… what
are you two doing?" Asked Pascal as he stepped into the parlor.
Let's go, or we won't be able to save anything." Tris said,
glancing back at Briar. He gave her a quick wink and followed her out of the
room, just barely catching the pinkish blush on her cheeks.
going in on the bottom floor to get the things there. Pascal, you and Kirel go
in on the second floor. Briar, you and Darren take the third. I'll get
this bottom one by myself."
too dangerous for you to go alone Tris!" Briar yelled over another
Get moving! The faster we move, the more supplies we save, the less we have to
replace and the easier we can treat the sick." Without waiting for a
response, she took off. The building was already beginning to flood. As Tris
watched the other two groups climb the stairs, she sighed and hoped they would
be alright. Wading through knee high water, she walked carefully through
floating debris of all types. Wooden chairs floated about, wooden toys, and
other floating things all blocked her way, making it difficult to get to the
locked up supplies.
trip in and out of the first floor she took, she got more and more supplies
out. She also noticed the rising water level. When she had begun, the water had
been knee high. Now it was almost past her hips, and still rising fast. Turing
down a new corridor, she saw a giant cabinet with a huge old lock on it.
Figuring it held some more supplies, she looked through the key ring she had
for a key to fit the lock. The water level was getting higher. Now to her
waist, it was freezing cold. She could hear the mixture of hail and cool
raindrops falling on the roof two floors above her. Frustrated with the lock,
she closed her eyes and pointed a finger at it. Concentrating hard, she grunt
and chanted a few words. A small jolt of lightening zipped from her finger and
hit the lock accurately. Opening the closet, she found blankets, magically
woven bandages, special salves for wounds and scrapes, and a few other
knickknacks. Picking up what she could, she once again waded back through the
debris filled water to the wagon.
that's everything we can get!" Called out Kirel. "It's time
to pull out."
Let's get going!" Darren confirmed through the loud noise.
What if we missed something?" Cried Tris. She had this feeling…
just one of those things…
we can't do anymore! Let's get out of here!" Briar called to
one more trip! I'll be right back!" She called and dashed back into
the medical facility.
Called Briar, but it was lost amongst the din of the storm.
raced through the corridors. Any longer and the water would be up past her chest.
But she just had this nagging feeling she was forgetting something. Passing one
of the patient's wards, she briefly ducked her head in to make sure there
were no supplies. Just as she was leaving the room, she heard what sounded like
a light sob. Whipping her head about, she settled her eyes upon a dark corner.
Making her way over to it, the sobs noise increased. As she got closer, she
made out the form of a small little boy.
left a child here?" She cried out in horror and disgust. Assuring the child
she wasn't going to hurt him, she picked him up and brought him into the
icy water. She didn't want him to get wet, but there was no other way to
get him out before the water covered more than just her neck. Looking towards
the door, she slowly made her way to it. She would never get out in time.
There you are! Come on! There's nothing left we can do here!"
Briar?" The water was beginning to flood over into her mouth.
Come on!" he called to her.
can't! Briar, I found a little boy! He was left behind!"
boy?" He was closer to her now, and he could see the little huddled mass
that she carried in her tired arms. "Here, let me take him. Come
him! Go! I'll catch up, I just need to get my breath!" She handed
the little boy over to Briar and he nodded in agreement. He began on his way
was fighting to keep her mouth and nose free of water. The water level had
risen considerably, and the cold was beginning to affect more than just her
knowledge about temperatures. It was mentally and physically taking it's
toll on her. Barely able to stay afloat, she wondered whether or not Briar had
gotten himself and the little boy to safety. Ready to give up, she made a last
grab for anything that might help her stay floating longer. There was a large
beam in the wall that she caught her hooked hand on and she clung to it for
dear life. Was this it? Would she really drown? 'Help…' she
thought. But it was too late, who could help her now?
She opened her eyes and looked around. Who had said that? There was no one else
around her. Was she hallucinating? 'Tris! Tell me where you are!'
are you? Who are you?" She yelled and thought at the same time.
me Tris, Briar. Did you forget about the mind link? Come on! Tell me where you
are so I can help you.' The mind link? Now she remembered. How had she
I… I don't know… I'm close to where I was before you
took the little boy from me.' She thought, hoping it would be enough
information. She closed her eyes and nearly lost it. Suddenly, she felt the
water around her become warmer. Opening her eyes, she saw a bigger figure
gathering her up in his arms and hauling her away, out through one of the doors
and pulling her through the water to higher ground.
She heard a familiar voice say. In response, she tried to say she was fine;
that she was just tired, but all that came was water in a huge coughing fit.
Then she let darkness claim her in it's warm and welcoming embrace as she
eye cracked open, then shut. Then both fluttered open and Tris looked around
the room. She was in the attic of Discipline, in her nice warm bed, in her nice
warm nightgown. How had she gotten here? The last thing she remembered was coughing
outside of the flooding medical facility.
up!" Said a cheery voice from the doorway. Pascal was standing there with
a try of food. "I'll go get Briar and he'll give you some
food. This is mine. I was going to sit and keep watch on you but now…
I'll be right back." He said. She wondered how anyone could have
that much energy after the events of… how long ago had it been? One day?
Two? Even three?
You're really awake! How do you feel?" She was bombarded with
questions from a worried Kirel.
looks like she feels better." Said Darren.
Now." Briar ordered them from behind. Stepping into the attic, he shut
the door behind him.
She drawled out. What was she supposed to say? She really had no idea…
all of this was so new and confusing…
How do you feel?"
An uncomfortable silence settled in the room between the two.
I wanted to say thank you. You saved my life." She said, breaking the
was nothing. I mean, you'd do it for me, right?"
a heart beat." She answered him without hesitation.
Tris, I was wondering… about what happened before we left… what did
you think about it?"
it's an 'it' now, huh? Briar, 'it' was a kiss. In
fact, 'it' was many kisses. Let's not be too cryptic here
now. You're asking if I liked them?"
so blunt, huh Copper Curls? Yeah, I guess that's what I wanted to
know." He said, a reddish tint coming to his tan face.
Well then, Thief Boy… yeah."
mean, yes, I did enjoy it." Now it was her turn to blush.
thought we weren't going to call 'it' 'it'
anymore." He smirked, elation high in his mind. She really did like
it… maybe there was a chance…
And anyway… Mila, why is this so hard?" She cried in frustration.
hard about it Trisana?" He asked her, trying to be understanding.
don't know. Every time I see you, I'm near you; I nearly lose it.
But I can't figure out what that means.
felt the same way before I kissed you. But now I know."
Care to enlighten me then Thief Boy?"
I thought I was falling for you. And after I kissed you, I knew I had fallen
for you. I love you Tris."
you love me?"
He blushed and gave a short, sheepish laugh. Running a hand through his hair,
he diverted his eyes from looking into hers. He felt her moving positions. Soon
he could feeling her warm breath against his lips. Focusing his attention on
her, he caught his breath. She was so pretty.
thought I was missing something in life. I could feel a void in me every time I
saw you, and didn't know why. Now I do know. I love you too Briar
Moss." He caught her grayish-blue eyes and held them with his own green.
you long enough Copper Curls. You can be so slow some times." He smirked,
then leaned in and captured her lips, sealing the deal.
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