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Subject: Repercussions Author: Harion [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 08:50:12 07/24/02 Wed Savinia rapped sharply on the wooden door. There was no answer. She knocked again, finally giving up and opening the door. The room was small and dark. The roof sloped down at an odd angle leaving awkward corners and jutting out timbers at head bumping level. Harion was standing silently next to the tiny window. His back was turned, ignoring her. She moved across the squeaky floorboards, sat on the sagging bed and waited. Still no response. “How does it feel..” she said at last. “..to be able to do nothing wrong.” Harion shifted slightly, obviously thinking about what she was saying. “Nothing wrong!” he said bitterly. “Just lose wages to pay for broken plates, lose a job and end up back where I started.” Savinia smiled. “Shame, I thought you would be more positive.” Harion turned to face her. “What about?” he muttered darkly. “The fact that the owner of the Tavern is not dismissing you? I’ve just spoken to him. He sounds like you’d given him the moon. I couldn’t believe it. The last employee was dismissed for being slightly rude to a customer, and you get away with all that!” Harion looked puzzled, “But why?” “Simple really. Drea likes you, you made her laugh. Gold dust in this place.” “That’s the only reason?” Harion picked up a scrap of cloth and twisted it viciously into different knots. “Yep, and a good one. Drea means everything to her parents and she doesn’t have a lot to laugh about. They wouldn’t get rid of you now....if..if you burned down the Tavern and jumped on top of it.” Harion laughed and relaxed. Savinia turned to go, stopping in the doorway. “You’re a good kid Harion.” she said “I like you...and I don’t like a lot of people.” She hesitated. “If there’s ever anything I can do for you?” she raised an eyebrow questioningly. Harion smiled and shook his head. “Thanks, but no. Wouldn’t your customers get jealous?” Savinia laughed. “Some would.” she admitted and left closing the door behind her. Harion turned back to the window in silence. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]