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A furry wake up


Liitha

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Cema went in quietly to not make Nuitari up, she had spent most the night planting her cover story, and tomorrow migth bring new questions, but first she would sleep.

 

She locked the door with a weave again after she was inside and sliped into her bedroom, there would be enough to do for sure in the days to come. Nuitari had come around but he where far from stabile in her eyes yet, though it would work out as long as she kept him isolated till she was sure he where true to his new call.

 

She had just started unbutoning her shirt butons when she heard the familiar 4 soft feets hit the carpet in the livingroom softly, knowing it ment her cat, a red long haired one had just come in from a night hunting. The next noise she heard had her out in the living room to see Nuitari having been woke by the cat.

 

"Good Morning did you sleep well?"

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Nuitari slept uneasily after he'd tried to find someway to escape from Cemas rooms after she'd left him there.

 

Doors and windows he couldn't open, and he hadn't been here before, and he couldnt seem to find any secret entrance or exits.

 

Finally flopping back down once more on her couch, he feel into an uneasy sleep and tossed throughout the night as nightmares haunted him.

 

Finally, blessedly finding release from the nightmares he settled down and passed out completely, until a soft wet object brushed against his face. Opening his eyes, he looked down and jerked back, sweeping his arm across his chest and brushing the animal away from him so it thumped onto the floor.

 

His eyes swept the room, as his hand groped for the sword on his hip that had been there for years. He didn't recognize the room, where was he?

 

"where the bloody hell is my sword?" he growled, finally looking down for the blade.

 

"Good Morning did you sleep well?", he froze at the voice. Then the memories came back, and he dropped back onto the couch heavily, feeling both swords against his back. "No," he said flatly.

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Cema crouched down and called the cat over then picked it up and let her cheek stroke against its soft fur before scratching it with love behind the ear. "Want some milk now dont you, but i am afraid i dont have any, it will have to wait till later." She put the cat down onto a nearby chair where it curled up and started to wash.

 

"I am sorry to hear, there is breakfast on the table by the door. I need to sleep unless there is something you want to talk about?" she looked on him, she would not change anymore from him then she had for Silvene those years back, her quarters where her freeplace.

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Cema cursed under her breath and thanked the dark one she had the rooms shielded as she did. Leting the cat down she moved over to the coutch and sat down puting her hand onto his arm. "Kept what alive, what life was it? paranoia? and as far as i can see you still live, and no one pushed that hand of yours when you did it. No you saw sence in what i told you, if not then you would never have done it, not that, only beeing convinced it was the rigth thing would have you do such a thing. And Nuitari.." she turned on his chin till he looked at her.

 

"..it was the rigth thing to do, the world is not a pretty place. Yet it is not black and white either, we all has to do what is best in the long run and not the short one. I would have saved you from it had there been any other way, but i had to know you saw true, you know that well enough. I am not a trolloc like Ata i where simply doing what i where convinced where for the best, and she would have done the same had the rolles been reversed, many good lives where saved, who can acomplish a lot more then Ata ever would have."

 

She stroke a strand of hair out of his face, "we been through this already, your life or acomplishments is not over, you have much yet to contribute with. But you need to consider that what you are now starting to grasp is not understandable to most, they are blind and fooled by old myths and bad stories to scare them to behave from they where kids. You must guard your word in here." she smiled down to him.

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Cema sighed, "I once where able to talk openly to Silvene, and i guess its the best to do within sertaint limits to you as well, some things are not for me to share." She let her hand rest on his chin, she had learned out at the hut that contact helped.

 

"Look at it, if Ata had reached the tower she would have shared what she knew, for a starter they would come for me, i am an old lady and thoug i still have things to acomplish maybe she as a individual could weigh up for that with her acomplishments, but do you think it would have stoped there?" she paused a moment.

 

"No they would have thougth if one there would be more, which you know is true cause you know of Birgitta, now what would that have done to the tower. No one ever suspected me, and when they walk in the ligth many is to blind to see that others who may not share their views is nothing but trollocs, now i do not look much like one do i?" she smiled, "the next everyone would wonder who the others may be, everyone would be looking over their shoulders, beeing to bussy hunting their tails to get anything done, the tower itself would be struck, no one would want to cooperate in chanse someone else where the enemy. Yet as we already talked about, you can not label persons that easily, only by their acts. Thieves and murderes there is plenty of them walking in the light, does it do what they do more rigth then if they had been sworn to the dark?"

 

She took one of his hands in her other hand, "If you didnt belive i had a good cause, if you didnt see my logic, you would never have been turned around to my point of view. In the perfect world no one would die, the world is not perfect so one can but strive to make for the lesser evils, and save as many as can be saved, Ata's death saved many lives but more so it saved the white tower from cracking in on itself, wouldnt the children of the light have loved that? but the white tower play a great rolle in things, it is needed, just look at all the good sisters of difrent ajahs acomplishes with thier causes. You know i am right"

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Cema sighed, "My choise was made before the tower young man," she smiled down knowing her face made her look younger then she was, lately she had begun finding gray strands in her black hair, she had a feeling it wouldnt be long away before they joined into stripes. "i have achinved much more from my choises then i would have otherwise, it allow me an freedom to act instead of standing to the side seeing things happen while i toe my hands and say its all in the ligth of the creator. He never granted me anything, the great lord has, man just fear what they do not know, sometimes justice is as harsh as anything else. And sometimes what is right is not really right, so dont come telling an old lady to change her ways." she peted him on the cheek.

 

"now try to rest, we been through similar conversations before and as you say i may be rigth, some peoples is just blind that is all, and with my age i am sure it will happen to me soon enough but as long as my eyes work i prefer to use them instead of not seeing what is infront of my nose. Have some breakfast and then you can have a look at Silvene's old room the key lays in the drawer in the table rigth next to the door, it shouldnt be to bad, i usualy make sure to have it cleaned once a year, its just a couple months since last so it may be a litle dusty but should be livable. I am afraid her things would still be in there, if there is anything you can use feel free if not then put the rest onto the bed and we will get some boxes to put it away in later."

She knew there should be enough to dig through she had in grief wanted to store anything from the girl when she had first lost her and had used keeping to make sure they wouldnt disolve on themself over time.

 

She stood up and moved to the bedroom, sliping out of her clothes and under her blankets closing her eyes.

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