Unconventional Consultation (Part 1)

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Unconventional Consultation (Part 1)

Daise'Maenak t'Ksa & Kheinsa tr'Aieme

 

The daise’maenak had just spent the past four hours fighting for not only her career but for her mnhei’sahe. The last thing she wanted was another interrogation by a friend in his single-minded quest to do…what exactly? Question her motives? Discuss what happened? Console a friend? Treat a patient? Prepare her for another barrage of questions? Keep her on her toes? Or embarrass her? She informed him it was neither to time nor the place to have the discussion, which resulted into an argument and both of them storming off in opposite directions.

 

Oh Fire.

 

Morgana leaned against the stately tree, mindlessly staring the bustling city below her and keeping herself half hidden from the walking trail behind and below. Taking io blade of grass in her hand, she slowly stripped lengthwise into almost microscopic threads, io by io dropping to her lap as she contemplating the mess she was in now with the Khiensa. Or should she be thinking about what was promised as the last hearings? Oh cursed confusion, why could she na just think of something else for a change. Fluffy newborn hlai chicks. Or the taste of a good ch’Havarian wine. A brisk swim in cool Mhiessan waters. Heck, even rainbows or purple e’Lefants would be more agreeable than these dismal thoughts.

 

She exhaled and then pushed off the tree to stand. Better out than in, she thought. We really need to get the conversation over with so I can move on. Just go apologize all ready, maenak. Another thoughtful sigh to bolster herself before she left for the inevitable confrontation where she’d most likely be required to eat some crow. Ksa then turned, only to find the Khiensa standing on the trail below.

 

“How did au find me?” She had to fight the urge to cross her arms across her chest in a defensive manner.

 

tr’Aieme glanced back down the trail from whence he came, looking rather pained as he did so, then back up at her, “Au are wearing a tracking device, remember?”

 

Morgana tilted her head ever so slightly, placing io hand on the tree and crossing her legs at her ankles, “Which I am confident au have na access to.” She was also fairly confident that Lai, having been left back in the flitter parking area, would na have been so helpful as to direct Maec to where she was in the park.

 

“Ie,” He bobbed his head, clearing searching for another excuse for his appearance.

 

”So au followed me?” She did na mean for it to sound like an accusation, but she was still rather upset with their previous conversation.

 

“Na.” He snapped. Then same expression that Morgana now recognized na of being pained but embarrassment flirted with the lines of his frown as he glanced back down the trail before taking a few steps closer. “I guessed.” He shrugged, seeming to squirm under t’Ksa’s expectant stare. “Au used to come here with study groups during session breaks. Quite regularly, if I recall. I thought if au would go anywhere, au would either come here…or to that bakery near the dorms. I was hoping au’s behavior had na changed that much over the years.”

 

Morgana pressed her lips into a tight lipped smile, trying na to laugh, “But au tried the bakery first, didn’t au?”

 

“Ie,” Maec snorted softly, relaxing a bit.

 

Ksa exhaled softly, letting her tension go. She gripped the trunk of the tree firmly for support and took a few steps down the steep embankment to offer Maec a hand up the hill. “I’m sorry. I should na have snapped at au like I did.”

 

He stared at her hand for a moment, then took it, fingers wrapping around hers firmly na tightly. She was thankful he was watching his footing as she helped him up to join her as she felt her cheeks color at the mere clasping of hands. The last thing she needed was to give him the upper hand by flushing like a school girl.

 

“I apologize as well,” He grunted as he adjusted a foot hold, slipped, then and pulled himself up abruptly. The positioning was na of the best advantage for groveling on either party’s part, as they were much too close to each other. He was stuck looking up her nose with barely a breeze between them. “I…uh…picked the wrong place and….do you think we should carry on the conversation up there?” He nodded to the more even ground above them.

 

“What’s wrong?” She smirked.

 

“This is a little awkward, do au na think?” He grabbed her waist as he started to slip down the hill again, which did little to ease his embarrassment as this caused yet another shift in their position.

 

“Na on very firm footing, are au.” She yanked on the tree trunk and his hand simultaneously to pull him up. She could na help but try to laugh away the uncomfortable feelings of…well…rather nicely sculpted arms wrapped around her at the wrong time and place. Elements if she wasn’t bright green before, she was now from the roots of her hair to her toenails.

 

“In more ways than io.” Maec muttered under his breath, as he struggled with her to climb the rest of the incline. Once on level ground he hesitated before dropping his hold on her hand. “Where was I?”

 

“Groveling with au’s face buried in my chest?” Morgana offered bemusedly.

 

“I was na groveling,” Maec scowled.

 

“But au admit that au—“

 

“Oh fhaen, just accept my apology and sit down all ready,” Maec plopped down on the hillside beside the tree, patting the ground next to him as an invitation. He waited until she sat before he continued. “As io of my friends pointed out, I tend to be single minded when it comes to my patients. I was na thinking when I started to ask au those questions. I should have watched my tone.”

 

“That’s funny, I’ve been told the same thing,” She murmured. She glanced at Maec through the corner of her eyes, spotting his questioning expression, so she clarified, “Single minded with patients. It’s what has gotten me into so much trouble lately.” They sat in companionable silence for some time, Ksa returning to her grass shredding and Maec pretending to stare at the skyscape until Morgana broke the silence. “Go ahead. Ask me.”

 

“Are au sure?”

 

“Ie. What do au want to know?”

 

“I need to know what’s na in that report of au’s, Khera. What happened on Talon?”

 

“Why?” She glanced over to him. If he had been given clearance to read the report, then she needed to confirm her suspicions about why he needed more information. She needed him to trust her enough to say it aloud.

 

He hesitated, taking several deep breaths before answering as delicately as he could, “My assistance has been requested in a delicate matter.”

 

“L’haiy?”

 

He hesitated again before nodding. Morgana cursed softly under her breath, scrubbing her hands over her face. He waited a few beats before speaking again, “Khera, fhaen?”

 

“Where do au want me to start?”

 

“Preferably at the beginning,” Maec looked simultaneously relieved and worried.

 

Morgana nodded a bit, took a deep breath and launched into her narrative, “Then I shall start with the recovery of the latium, as that seemed to be the start of our problems….”

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Ooo, I love long logs, and I hate waiting for more! Especially when they start out really good like this one!

 

Great log Morganna