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Academy of Drell, Part 6

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It can't be.
He was in the cave.
He didn't follow us.
It can't be him.
It is.
...it is!


Charlotte suddenly bursts into a run, heading for Keith as she spots him.

"Keith!" She calls out. "Keith! It's me, Charlotte!"

When she finally gets to him, she embraces him, hanging onto him with a deathgrip.

After a few moments, she lets go, and takes a step back. Her eyes narrow at Keith, and she slaps him across the face.

"Don't you ever leave me like that again." She says.

Then her eyes start tearing up, and she leans heavily into Keith, sobbing lightly.

"Don't... ever again..." She says weakly.
 

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Ouch, I deserve that... the hug is a surpise... but yeah... glad to be back...

Keith smiles for a moment, a rare quality across his before he returns the hug, stunned, and nods, "I got lost, I think," he looks to the boat, "Getting ready for a journey, Charlotte?"
 

Exactly what I wanted to see... him to smile when he saw me...

"Well, don't do it again." Charlotte says, smiling up at the elf. "I thought we had lost you for good, for awhile there..."

"As for the boat." She says, standing up straight, "I'm not entirely certain. I think we might be following the orcs, but I don't know... we should probably check with the others, to see what the plan is."

"Keith..." She pauses for a moment. "I'm glad to have you back."
 

"Thanks Charlotte, and I am glad to see you good spirits," he starts walking for the bonfire, and rubs his face lightly, "sorry about getting lost, I don't know what happened, I really don't even remember..."

I lose myself, and here I am, just like you Alistair... but Charlotte is happy to see me, and I am eltaed to see her as well...

"Well wherever you are going Charlotte, I plan to go," he pauses giving her a look, brushing his hair back, before continuing, "besides we tend to make a good team."
 

There goes your chances with her.
I never had any chances with her. I just hope we're still friends.
You gotta be kidding me! You're a wuss, you don't dare to fight for your love!
I've told you a hundred times, I have no interest in her like that. I'm not ready to commit myself for somebody in such a way.
Blah, blah, blah...


Sildarin watches as the human and elf embrace each other. A small smile comes across his face but seems in contrast to the sorrow in his eyes.

They're happy. That's all that matters.
But you're not happy, and that matters a lot.


Just a moment and he turns away, watching the sea and then guiding his gaze at the ones working at the longboat.
He gets up and walks to the others.
"Need... any help?"
 

Mortimer quickly stows the supplies on the ship, and listens closely to Glukma's explanation of how to sail. He glances over to the shore, and sees Charlotte embracing an elf.

"I'm guessing those two know each other." He grins as he draws Lyrique's attention away from the map over to the beach. "Have we found ourselves another sailor?"

He looks over to Sildarin as he offers his assistance. "Yup, an extra pair of hands is always useful." Mortimer helps him on-board, noting the sad look in the psion's eyes.

"You alright? You're not looking like the happiest chap I've ever seen."
 

Lyrique looks at Sildarin and says, "They come and go and break your heart but you just can't be without them." Lyrique starts singing the "Song of Herial's Rising" an ancient love ballad where the hero finds true love in the end, just not with the one he wanted. He also goes back to reading the map.
 

Keith glances to those present, he kneels and carefully places another log on the fire, making it crackle, as he stokes it for a moment, "Good evening."

They look the same as always... though I doubt they are happy to see me.
 

Rallyn looks up at Mortimer's comments from packing the ship and groans. "Yeah, those two made big eyes at each other back before everything went nuts."

He pauses, then shrugs, "No, actually during. Neh, doesn't matter. He's decent with a blade though his tongue will put some nicks in ya. Girls always go for the bad boys. He's got that melodramtic 'I'm depressed but I'll kill you if you talk to me' thing some of the trouble-makers get around the academy."

Shoving another bundle under a bench he continues, "And at least he's tall enough to reach the oars. Trust me, it could have been worse. If Kith showed up, oh, this one's name is Keith by the way, then we'd really be in for a show."

Rallyn continues talking unimportantly just so as to give the others an idea of what has been happening so far on the island and a general story of what he himself had seen so far. He does it mainly to keep his mind off going to sea, but also so that Glukma and Boromin know what they are getting into.

"Come to think of it, Mortimer, I'm not sure we'd gotten the chance to fill you in on this part of it," Rallyn continues detailing events as best he can.
 

"Nice to see that my reputation preceeds me," Keith replies dryly to Rallyn, he looks up, "I do recall Kith, he was, at least entertaining to watch..."
 

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