Unwanted {Open}

[Akira]

Naomi winced as she accidentally hit her foot on the ground. This really was going to be a very long night. Things had gone from bad to worse for the poor woman, and what was she thinking?! She had kissed a man that she had professed to hating. She had a feeling that she wasn't the only one confused about what had happened. She had never acted like this before, and didn't know what had gotten into her. It must have been the injury that had knocked some screws loose.

Naomi sighed and shook her head. She still didn't understand all the strange feelings that were rummaging around inside of her. She had actually kissed him. Her first kiss, and he hadn't even kissed back! Then again, she hadn't really given him a chance to either. She took a deep breath as she hopped a couple more steps. Well, since she couldn't move very fast, she would have plenty of time to think about what was happening to her.

Naomi bit her lip as she continued to make herself move, and make herself think about what had happened. She had to admit, the man was handsome, and she kinda liked his name too for some, strange reason. What on earth have you done to me Korvin? She was too afraid of what would happen to actually ask the question out loud. I mean, she only recently turned twenty, and had never been involved with anyone, or anything, other than her canines.

Naomi was really tempted just get down on her hands and knees, and crawl the rest of the way back to the Weyr. She looked over at the stick Korvin held out, and gently took it from him. She positioned it so that it would hold most of her weight on her right side, and cautiously attempted to put her foot on the ground. Nope, she winced, and gasped at the pain the movement caused, and thought better than to try it again. She shook her head, and tried to think of another way.

Naomi repositioned the stick, and attempted to use it kinda like a crutch. It was working so she didn't stop. She was moving faster than before so she didn't complain...out loud anyways. Inside she was fighting with herself, and complaining about her situation. She just needed a good nights rest, and put all of this behind her. She needed to forget about everything that had happened! Though, she wasn't sure if Korvin would let her. They were candidates after all.

That meant that they would see each other at lessons, or chores, and even the wher hatching. Naomi was mentally beating herself up, and trying to figure out what to do about the way things were going between her and the other hunter. You tell anyone about what happened out here, and I swear I'll find a way to permanently silence you. Her voice was low, and her words full of venom that she didn't actually feel. Maybe this was just her way of showing him she liked him.

Naomi looked up at the hill ahead of her, and wondered if this stick would be able to support her weight going up it. To tell the truth she was afraid of even trying, but she wasn't going to let Him see that. She took a deep breath and started to walk up the hill, very slowly. That didn't last long though. The stick might have been sturdy, but when putting all over weight on to the stick, it slipped in the soft ground, and down she went, falling ungracefully onto the ground.

Naomi rolled over and cried out as pain shot up through her leg. Well, try one didn't go so well, maybe attempt two. Go on, I'll get up on my own. She turned away from the man, and looked up the hill again. She really was thinking about crawling up the hill. She turned back and looked at Korvin. She glared at him, blaming him for what had happened to her. She attempted to use the stick to hit the man's arm, but let's face it, that's a long shot.

[Zirin]

He hadn't thought the air could possibly get any more tense, and yet it was., and it was all that woman's fault! Her and her stupid kiss! Damn women, he didn't understand them. A hiss caused him to start to reach out to help, only to stop before he had moved too far. She didn't want his help. She was stubborn as a damn mule, that was obvious enough. He sighed as he watched her attempt to walk on the stick; it was helping at least, but he knew as well as she likely did that there was no way it would offer much help at the upcoming hill. He cocked an eyebrow as she threatened him... again.

"Now you look here missy," He replied, blushing at the memory and trying to hide it, "I'm not the one doin' anythin'. You were the one who kissed me. Don' be doin' things you ain't ready to take responsibilities for!" With any luck she would simply say it had been an accident.. a slip of the tongue so to speak. Then he could just pretend it never happened, the two of them could get through this candidacy crap without any trouble.. and then he could leave the Weyr with his wher and never see any of them again. The thought itself made him feel sad... which simply confused the poor man even more. He didn't want connections with people... connections just brought pain! So why did the idea of leaving behind the only (albiet incredibly strange) connection he had... hurt? Ugh... this just sucked, plain and simple. He stayed quiet as she made her first attempt at climbing the hill. He even chuckled quietly as she failed, which was only to be expected, but he did feel a pang of guilt as she cried out because of the injury. Then she was off blabbering stupidly again , and he simply rolled his eyes. She wouldn't leave him behind with only a broken arm and she expected him to leave her? In her gimpy state? He wasn't that cruel... even if he wanted to be sometimes.

He moved closer, with the intention of helping her up, but it seemed she had other plans. More kicking and screaming and ow... He raised an eyebrow after wincing slightly and looked down and the red mark that was already showing up on, thankfully, his good arm. Had she just hit him with a stick? The stick he had given her? Oh this was just rediculous. There was no pleasing this damn woman! A nerve twitched in his forehead as his eyes narrowed into the glare. He pulled the stick from her grasp, tossing it well out of reach before closing in on her. He didn't care if she kicked or punched, he had a high pain tolerance, and he was too sick and tired of getting hit to really care anyway. He grabbed her arm near her shoulder and did his best to hiost her up with his one good arm to sling her over his shoulder, so that she was on his back, hushing any protests she made.

"Stop your belly-aching you stubborn woman. I don' wanna be here all night watchin' you fall. So hold on tight or I'm leavin ya to the felines." Protesting or not, he leaned forward, making sure she was well aware that he planned to carry her up the hill. He blinked as a rain drop his his nose. The storm was drawing closer... they needed to move before the hill turned to pur, slippery mud.

At the top of the hill, his canines were begin to pace, obviously worried about the storm.

[Akira]

Naomi squeaked in surprise when he took the stick away from her after she hit him. HEY THAT'S MY STICK!!!!!! She didn't care if the entire world heard her yelling at him. He took her stick away!!! She gasped when he grabbed her arm, and hoisted her onto his shoulder. Oh no, no he did not! She was NOT gonna be carried by this over grown barbarian in a suit!!! She started punching at his back with all of her strength, trying to get the man to put her down!

PUT ME DOWN YOU OVER GROWN BARBARIAN!!!!!!! You know, if you hated me so much then leave me here DAMN IT!!!!! Once again Naomi was screaming at the man. About half way up the hill she finally got tired of trying to beat his back into a bloody pulp. She was panting for breath because of the amount of energy she used, and what made things worse was that she didn't do any real damage, and the man would probably wake up the next morning with a bruised back.

What do I have to do to get you to leave me ALONE?!?!?!?!??!?!?! Right now she was willing to do just about anything to make the man leave, and I do mean anything. She was even contemplating biting him some how. She wasn't sure she would like the taste of him, but that idea just might work. She set the idea off to the side, and tried to think of something else. She figured he had to be enjoying himself since she was currently quite, but you never know how long that's gonna last.

Naomi jumped a little when she felt a rain drop on her leg. Why did I have to wear shorts?! She started mumbling profanities under breath as she contemplated a way to get out of her current situation. There has to be some way... She started chewing on her lip again, and was growing more and more frustrated by the second. She back tracked in her mind, back to the idea about biting him. Surely he would leave her be if she bit him! Well, she hoped he would anyways.

Naomi shook her head and threw the idea away. He'd probably just throw her in the mud or something as punishment. She sighed and relaxed. There was no point in using up all her energy just yet. She had to conserve it for when she was finally rid of this arrogant jerk! After that she just started thinking of mean names to call him inside her head. That worked to calm her slightly, for a little while anyways. Nothing good can last forever you know.

Ayame and Akela were sitting quietly off to the side of the top of the hill. There was nothing they could do to help, so why waste energy worrying about something you could do nothing about? All they knew is that the humans were climbing the hill, if a little ungracefully. Neither of them truly understood what was going on between the humans, or why they were being nice to each other one moment, then being mean and hateful the next! They just couldn't understand their human at times.

[Zirin]

He was tempted... oh Faranth was he tempted... He wanted to drop her on that foot of hers right then and there. Didn't she realize how hard it was to carry her and get up that hill with a broken arm? The attack on his back was not helping at all, and more than once he flinched, wincing as his grip on her faltered and he had to bounce her to get her back into position. The effort of the whoe thing even kept him from responding to her more-than-unnecessary comments. When the attack on his back finished, he wanted to drop to his knees and thank whatever entity had stopped her. He would have.. if they had made it to the top of the hill at least. As it was, he had to grimace and continue on. Finally reaching the top, he thought the ordeal (or at least that part of it) was over. But no. She had to open her big mouth again and complain some more.

"You have ta shut up 'n let me ge' us back t' Trelis." He replied grumpily, once again questioning her intelligence. Now on level ground, he was finally beginning to feel the pain in his arm and back from her weight pressing against his already developping bruises. Not caring about any form of protest she had, he slouched over enough to flip her so that she was being carried princess style. He didn't know how long he'd be able to carry her like that, since she was basically dead weight in his arm, but the relief on his back was a welcome change.

"Y'know," He said as he repositioned her, "You're a bi' more likeable when you ain't spoutin' nonsense." He also used the new position to his advantage, grazing his sight along her ankle, though her footwear was definately in the way. One thing that didn't cross his mind was how upset the girl might become when either of them realized his hand was supporting her weight via her 'derriere'.

[Akira]

Naomi really wanted to reach around, and beat the ever loving tar out of Korvin when he bounced her. around on his shoulder. Don't tell me to shut up!!!! If she could reach any sort of weapon, even her stick again! She would have beat the man even more. Yes, that's what she'd do. As soon as she was on her own two feet again, she would find a way to beat the crap out of the man. Once, and for all she would be done with him. Though, she wasn't sure how she would explain his disappearance, but she'd find a way.

Naomi squeaked in surprise when he flipped her, and started carrying her princess style. She flailed slightly and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, afraid he would drop her. She shivered slighlty in fear, and clung to the man. At that moment she wasn't really worried about where his hands were, as long as he didn't drop her. That was something she could live without.