Apr 28

Chapter 59: Reconciliation

Chapter 59: Reconciliation

In Which Kirrian May Not Be All Bad.


Yazeth: It was just past noon when Fiarah and Jinx returned to the safehouse.  Dysa let them in through the kitchen door and promptly put them to work washing the dishes from lunch. It’s a small price to pay to be let back into what has become their home without having to deal with Kirrian’s wrath.
Jinx pauses as she wipes a plate clean, her usually chipper expression furrowed in worry. “Fiarah… What will we do if Kirrian’s still mad?”

Arrin Woodgreen: Fiarah takes the plate from Jinx and dries it, her brow furrowed. “I don’t know. I could open up a healing clinic of my own.” She turns to Jinx with a bit of a smile, taking another plate. “You can come too, of course!”

Yazeth: The young ferret grins. It’s always good to know that one will have a roof over one’s head. “Kirrian looked really mad this morning. I wonder what all that was about between her and Jozra?”

Arrin Woodgreen: Fiarah shrugs. “I have no clue, maybe I’ll ask her when she’s cooled down a bit.” Jinx grins, “Do we even want to know went on through your sister’s head during all that?”

Yazeth: Fiarah grins at that comment. “Probably not.” She continues wiping dishes dry in silence for a moment. “You know, my sister and I have never really gotten along, but I’ve never known her to be so- hot headed. Oh she has a temper, but she’s never been so mean or personal. Especially to someone that needed help…”

Arrin Woodgreen: Jinx frowns. “Yeah, she’ll be kinda distant at times, but I’ve never seen her like that. Think they might actually know each other and like… hate each other or something?”

Yazeth: The vixen glances at Jinx. “I don’t think they know each other. I mean, I’ve never seen Jozra before and Kirrian’s certainly never mentioned her but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything.” Fiarah considers the possibility.

Arrin Woodgreen: Jinx mutters a quiet ‘oh’ before the conversation fades into silence. The two finish washing and drying the dishes and Fiarah turns to Jinx. “Okay, now that that’s over with, we need to get to our rooms without Kirrian noticing.”

Yazeth: Dysa, who has been preparing for cooking dinner in the meantime, peeks around the door for the pair. “Try and stay out of trouble, eh?” The rattess winks at Fiarah and Jinx as they slip out of the kitchen and into the hall.

Arrin Woodgreen: Jinx grins at Dysa, “We’ll try!”
Fiarah chuckles and the two manage to sneak upstairs into their rooms without being detected. Or so they think.

Yazeth: Kirrian had just left her room as Fiarah slipped into her own. She narrows her eyes as Fiarah’s door softly closes.

Arrin Woodgreen: Fiarah lets out a sigh and collapses on her bed. She gets to relax for only a few minutes before Kirrian walks over to her room and bursts in. “Hello, dear sister…”

Yazeth: Fiarah groans and flings a forearm over her eyes. “You know, knocking is the polite thing to do.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian eyes Fiarah with a quirked eyebrow. “I figured you’d want to… talk.”

Yazeth: Fiarah sighs and sits up. “Are you going to kick us out, Kirrian? I’d like to know now if I have to pack. I saw Deke and Nolan standing around across the street without a clue as to what to do.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian sighs. “I’ll have someone go get them and say they can come back. Jinx maybe, she seems to be rather… fond… of Nolan. You two will not be kicked out and you may stay for as long as you want.”

Yazeth: Fiarah eyes Kirrian. With the way her sister had been acting lately, this was hardly expected. She scoots back on the bed and pats the space beside her. “Why the change of heart?”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian sits beside her sister and sighs. “I’m afraid I was rather… hasty about my decisions earlier, and I let myself be jaded by my own fears. I owe you and Jinx, as well as Deke and Nolan apologies.”

Yazeth: Fiarah gives her sister a long look and then finally relents. “Apology accepted, provided you explain yourself.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian sighs and leans back. “All in due time sister…” Both are silent for a good while before Kirrian speaks again, turning towards her sister. “You know Jinx isn’t from Kodan, right?”

Yazeth: Fiarah glances at Kirrian. “I pretty much assumed that, but a lot of beasts aren’t originally from Kodan. What makes Jinx notable?”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian sighs and looks up at the ceiling. “She’s from a place further south called Krad. When she first came here she told me what was happening in the city she just barely managed to escape from. They treat our… our kind… differently down there. When Jinx arrived she was saying something about the stereotypically vermin species being like a whole different class of society down there.”

Yazeth: Fiarah cocks her head. Maybe it’s just the way Kirrian has been acting lately, but the vixen is less inclined to believe her sister than she would usually be. “Oh? She hasn’t told me anything of this.”

Arrin Woodgreen: She returns her sister’s gaze. She knows Fiarah doesn’t believe her, and she hopes to make her do so. “When she told me, I made her promise not to tell anyone else and it appears she’s kept that promise. Since then I’ve been hearing rumors that it’s getting worse and worse down there. I never made this news fully known because I didn’t want that type of mindset worming its way in up here.”

Yazeth: Fiarah frowns. Kirrian may have been acting strange lately, but she doubts her sister would ever lie about something like this. “What do you mean worse? What’s going on?”

Arrin Woodgreen: She turns quickly to Fiarah. “They’re locking us up, Fiarah! Like savages! They treat us like dirt!” She lowers her head, taking in a breath. “To them we might as well be beasts contracted with the Red Plague…”

Yazeth: Fiarah stares at her sister in shock. “They’re WHAT?!  How… what…. WHY?!”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian’s throat has begun to tighten and her eyes begin to tear. From her place beside her sister, Fiarah stares longer as her sister manages to croak.“I don’t know, I just don’t know.”

Yazeth: Fiarah sighs and then scoots over to giver her sister a hug. “Oh Kir… What do we do? What CAN we do?”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian leans against her sister’s shoulder with a sigh. “I-I think we need to warn Alvsia. She can talk to the town and let them know how horrible this is. I will NOT have this town turn out like that!”

Yazeth: Fiarah ponders this for a moment. “I think you’re right, but I think we need more evidence. Jinx will have to tell her story, of course. And we don’t really know if Alvisa knows about… THIS already.”

Arrin Woodgreen: She lets out a shuddering breath. “I-If I know Alvsia, Jinx’s story will be enough, if not she can look into it.”

Yazeth: Fiarah nods and then considers something else. “How long have you had this information? I have a feeling Alvisa isn’t going to be very happy with having to see us several days in a row.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian quirks an eyebrow at Fiarah. “I realize that. As to how long I’ve had this information, how long has Jinx been here?”

Yazeth: Fiarah scowls at her sister. “That’s my point exactly. If Alvisa doesn’t know, she might not be too happy that you’ve been keeping this from her for nearly two seasons.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian lowers her head. I know. To tell you the truth, I hoped it wouldn’t come to this, that it would be righted.

Yazeth: Fiarah sighs. “You know Kir, it wouldn’t have been as bad if you had told me about some of these things. And what was that whole business with Jozra and Soquan? That really didn’t help matters with Alvisa.”

Arrin Woodgreen: She looks at Fiarah again. “I was trying to protect you, little sister, that’s why you were not informed. And as for those two, I was worried that the ferret might have been mixed up with those things. To tell you the truth, I had no qualms about the otter, only at first when I thought he might be harming her.”

Yazeth: This statement puzzles the healer. She glances askance at her sister. “Why would Jozra be mixed up in what’s going on in the South?”

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian sighs. “I’m afraid I rather jumped to conclusions. You see, black-footed ferrets like Jozra are more common in the Southlands around where Jinx is from. It seems I was wrong.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Conversation sputters to a stop between the two and for a good while they sit in silence. It’s Kirrian who breaks the silence. “I… guess I better tell Jinx to find Deke and Nolan before it gets too late. I have some paperwork to finish as well.”

She rises and heads for the door turning to address her sister before leaving. A slight grin touches her features. “This was nice, we should do it again sometime.”

Yazeth: A slow smiles spreads across Fiarah’s face. “Yeah, we should.” She watches as her sister exits the room and then lays back down on her bed again to ponder the situation.

Arrin Woodgreen: Still grinning, Kirrian strides down the hall towards Jinx’s room. She’s about to burst in without knocking but stops herself. She takes a breath and knocks heavily on Jinx’s door.

Yazeth: Inside her room where the young ferret had been looking over her belongings, Jinx jumps at the knock. She mutters to herself, “Well… here we go,” before going to the door and opening it.

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian does her best to give Jinx a friendly smile. “If you’re not to busy my dear, I’d like you to go find Deke and Nolan and tell them they’re welcome to come back.”

Yazeth: Jinx’s eyes open wide in surprise. “Er, um… Sure!” The ferret ducks under Kirrian’s arm and dashes down the hall to find Deke and Nolan.

Arrin Woodgreen: Kirrian chuckles as she watches Jinx scamper off and slowly meanders back up the hall towards her room. She slips inside and lets out a sigh as she collapses at her desk.

At the moment, Nolan stands in Deke’s room, his bags lying at his feet. With a frown he watches as his mentor rushes this way and that, gathering up his belongings and trying to fit them into his suitcases.

Yazeth: It’s not like Deke is being particularly quiet about all this rushing around, mind, so it’s no wonder that Jinx manages to hear the commotion and skids to a halt in front of Deke’s door. She bursts through the door and manages to get a few words out around her panting. “Kirriansaysyoucanstay!”

Arrin Woodgreen: Nolan jerks around to look at Jinx and actually looks like he’s about to say something before Deke cuts the ferret off. “What? You’re kidding!”

Yazeth: The ferret shakes her head vigorously. “Nope! She said you both were welcome to come back.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Nolan gives a very un-Nolan like whoop and hugs Jinx tightly before running back towards his room with his bags.

Yazeth: Jinx grins rather bashfully as she’s hugged and stands about for a moment or two before realizing that she’s kind of hindering Deke’s process of rearranging his room back to how it was.

Arrin Woodgreen: After depositing his things in his room, Nolan doubles back just as enthusiastically, grinning at Jinx as he arrives. “Wha’d’ya say ‘Kirrian t’let us stay ‘ere?”

Yazeth: Jinx takes a second to shake out of her momentary stupor. “Nothin! She just came and knocked on my door and said you guys could come back! And she wasn’t all angry or anything.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Deke looks bemused. “Really? Strange.” Nolan flashes Jinx another grin. “Well ’tis good t’know we ‘dun ‘afta go anywhere. I like it ‘ere jest fine.”

Yazeth: Jinx grins back at Nolan, once again rather tongue tied. Deke finally gets the two moving and out of his room. “You know, it’s hard to unpack with you two just standing around here.”

Arrin Woodgreen: Jinx finally finds her voice and she gives Deke a sideways look. “Do you need help unpacking, Nolan?”

Yazeth: Nolan grins at the ferret and nods. With that, they dash off leaving Deke in his now rather messy room, shaking his head. “Kids…”

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