The main thing Calder appreciated about his recent promotion was the added free time available on his daily schedule. Less time in tedious classes, less boring lectures to attend. But sooner or later, he would be required to teach. That was one thing he did not look forward to. He had no interest in teaching, with his luck he would be stuck teaching someone as stubborn as he was.
Or someone worse, like bloody Nani Hatherton. Opening his eyes, he growled in frustration, noticing that the sun was not even up yet. He could already feel that portion of himself tied to Hatherton, that bundle of emotion coiled tightly, angry, and worse yet… Broken.
He sat, and swung his legs to the side of the bed. Calder yawned, and cursed the bloody woman. He reached down, and picked his pants off of the ground. He slid both legs into his pants, then hopped off the bed. He swiftly put on a shirt, and his jacket. He slid on some dirty socks, and his boots. It was far too early to be awake, but enough was enough.
Today was the day he would face that beautiful, and incredibly irritating woman!
He quietly made his way through the Dedicated's quarters, and soon enough, snuck out of the Tower during the change of the guard. Not that he had needed to try, it was already far too easy to sneak out this early in the morning anyway!
Though sneaking into the barracks of the Warder Yards, that was not as easy a feat. He did not have much time, the sun would be up soon. So he quietly followed a guard, counting on the man being very tired this late into his shift. It did not take long to make it to the door leading to the barracks kitchen. He snuck in, and made his way deeper into the building.
By the time the sun was cresting over the horizon, he had made his way to Nani's door. Using Saidin, he unlatched the lock, and made his way within. He knew from the ball of turmoil within that the woman was tired, and upset. He guessed that since her clothes, and underclothes were tossed across the floor, that it must be her, that caused the lump within the thin, white sheet on on her bed.
"You kept me up half the night, woman!" Calder said, blatantly exaggerating. "We can't be continuing like this, something has to give." He yawned, to reinforce his point.
As he inhaled, he tasted the odor in the room. He gagged, and rudely said "You need to get that firm butt off your bed, and into a bath." Looking around, he was tempted to comment about her messy quarters.
Or someone worse, like bloody Nani Hatherton. Opening his eyes, he growled in frustration, noticing that the sun was not even up yet. He could already feel that portion of himself tied to Hatherton, that bundle of emotion coiled tightly, angry, and worse yet… Broken.
He sat, and swung his legs to the side of the bed. Calder yawned, and cursed the bloody woman. He reached down, and picked his pants off of the ground. He slid both legs into his pants, then hopped off the bed. He swiftly put on a shirt, and his jacket. He slid on some dirty socks, and his boots. It was far too early to be awake, but enough was enough.
Today was the day he would face that beautiful, and incredibly irritating woman!
He quietly made his way through the Dedicated's quarters, and soon enough, snuck out of the Tower during the change of the guard. Not that he had needed to try, it was already far too easy to sneak out this early in the morning anyway!
Though sneaking into the barracks of the Warder Yards, that was not as easy a feat. He did not have much time, the sun would be up soon. So he quietly followed a guard, counting on the man being very tired this late into his shift. It did not take long to make it to the door leading to the barracks kitchen. He snuck in, and made his way deeper into the building.
By the time the sun was cresting over the horizon, he had made his way to Nani's door. Using Saidin, he unlatched the lock, and made his way within. He knew from the ball of turmoil within that the woman was tired, and upset. He guessed that since her clothes, and underclothes were tossed across the floor, that it must be her, that caused the lump within the thin, white sheet on on her bed.
"You kept me up half the night, woman!" Calder said, blatantly exaggerating. "We can't be continuing like this, something has to give." He yawned, to reinforce his point.
As he inhaled, he tasted the odor in the room. He gagged, and rudely said "You need to get that firm butt off your bed, and into a bath." Looking around, he was tempted to comment about her messy quarters.
