NETYISHA'S POINT OF VIEW.
The hall is sparsely crowded by the time I arrive.
I am the center of attention immediately I arrive, I look around the faces of my juniors who scrutinize my appearance;
"But Rev Netyisha ONLY wears fiery red" I hear somebody say,
"This new getup makes her seem loathesome" another individual asserts ,
And so they carry on despicably chattering on to themselves, -Their noise making very much irritates me-
I clench my fists and look away from the hubub of judgemental reverreds.
-In a bid to distract myself from becoming enraged at their gossiping-
My eyes revert to the boardroom setting prepared upon the section of uplifted ground at the centre of the massive hall.
- Some rank 1 and rank 2 reverreds as myself are already seated-
The walls today have been painted a dull grey hue, and the insigna engraved upon the ceilings appear slightly more pronounced.
-All these adjustments are only made during a time of mourning the death of a Reverred;since when did we Reverreds mourn Mages?-
"Hey Netyisha, what's up with today's fashion?"
Waer steps up to me sleepily.
"Yeah…we're trying to appear like we actually care about mourning some stupid mage…but, I suppose you really took it to heart" she adds while yawning.
She is oblivious about the growing fury that begins to burn in me.
-Why can't everybody just mind their damn business-
I take a deep breath;
"Why does my choice of apparel seem to bother you all so much?, it's not like I'm the only one dressed in black…"
I pause meditatively;
"Mourning is my last objective for dressing up black…I have actually just discovered the beauty of nightshade…now if you'll excuse me"
I plaster a false smile and walk up to the boardroom table.
I take my designated spot on the table, a few knowing glances are passed around as I sit but;
-They know better than to openly gossip about me-
A silence envelops the hall.
The distinct and unmistakable sound of clacking heels approaches the table.
I stand up along with other Reverreds;
"MOST REVERRED HOSTESS YULIA…!"
We resound the greeting earnestly,
The Most Reverred takes her seat at the head of the table.
She is in her peak- age, resplendently dressed in a cream coloured round gown that widens her buxom figure even more, her hair is grey-white and rolled up, her wrinkles are managed well but present.
She sighs heavily, as she looks around the table .
"And where is the Most Reverred 2?" she questions warily, "Here I am!"
A voice yells cutting into her question.
A little girl with a green bonnet covering her head, clad in a weirdly tailored, green dress that resembles a tunic makes her way to the table quickly.
-But she's only a little girl-
As soon as she arrives,
Comments start being passed round
-Judgmental, mocking comments-,
I regard her in interest.
-So this little girl managed to become the Second Most Reverred at such a young age?
Her face is remarkably red characteristic of some sort of skin condition.
She sits beside the Most Reverred Hostess;
"Today's meeting is tailored towards two things..." the Most Reverred Hostess begins,
"An official introduction to the Most Reverred 2…"
Hostess Yulia motions to the girl beside her,
"And a brief discussion concerning the state of affairs in the Pandora system…"
END OF NETYISHA'S POINT OF VIEW.
CAMADA'S POINT OF VIEW.
"If we had known we would have needed it…then we definitely would NOT have eaten that fruit"
Taki grumbles while searching vigorously through the bushes around.
"I might have still eaten it...I was starving after all"
Yal mutters ingeniously.
Rave and Yal are searching at a different corner and I am on the floor, cradling the most of Sesugh's upper torso upon my lap.
-We agreed that it would be best to avoid the injury on his back from becoming even more grazed if lain on the grass-
He stirs awake and groans in pain.
-I am at a loss on how to give him any comfort-
I gently tap his cheek,
-It's the only thing I could think of-
He opens his eyes slightly and looks into my eyes in unbelief, -His face is practically crimson-
He attempts to shift, but he can't because of the pain at his back,
He yelps in pain and I squeeze his cheeks;
"Don't be stupid…"
I say sharply,
"Just…relax, you're going to be fine so…"
I give him a reasssuring smile.
He gazes at me, his eyes softening, then he shuts them.
"GUYS!!!!"
Taki yells abruptly,
To my horror, I see a hoarde of beasts of different sizes and formations approaching us at every corner,
Rave groans and remarks.
"So…this is why they didn't attack us for a while, they were marking us for a mega attack"
He glares at me, and I stare back;
"This is why I said we shouldn't waste time...you sure you don't want to drop him and run?"
I frown.
"Even if I am droppping him…. It's not to run" I respond with equal sharpness.
Rave shrugs,
"Suit yourself then…" he undertones as he retrieves weapons from his latch and charges forth slashing about in a crazed frenzy.
"Even if we run, they're still going to tail us, it's best we finish them off now" Rave shouts to us.
Taki shrugs and follows suit.
But Yal is still dedicatedly searching the shrubs at the very opposite side of us.
-Right now, I feel really useless, aren't I meant to be helping to fight off these creatures?-
I look down at Sesugh who is sleeping peacefully.
-It's not because of Sesugh, it's because I am terrified-
"Hey guys!, I've found…!"
Yal yells to us but he is cut off,
Some creature picks him up and throws him around.
-It's about to drop him into its mouth-
Yal is screaming like crazy but everyone else is pretty occupied right now.
I gently drop Sesugh upon the grass and while grabbing a dagger attached to his belt, I run towards Yal.
-Just what am I even doing?-
CAMADA'S POV END.