The Heirs (-Invisible- & Brookgirl) 1x1

[fly away.]

Jason heard her, no matter how quiet she spoke. He looked at her, "It's okay, I'm scared too." He said softly, wanting her to know she wasn't alone. "But we can do this, you know, get free. We can." He said, still speaking softly. Slaves started to pour back in, ruining their privacy. He then went silent.

((Sorry it's short.))

[Black Velvet]

River got up, sighing. For a minute there, he had sounded so sincere... River went to her pix axe, and picked it up, resigning herself to more long hours chiseling at stone. Then she turned to Drake, an idea forming in her head. "Meet me on the mining path tonight, if you can get away- if you will risk it." Not waiting for an answer, she turned and began to strike the wall again, at an even slower pace than this morning- her arm had stiffened during the break. Sighing, she tied another piece of fabric around it the old one was soaked in blood.

[fly away.]

Jason nodded, he could get to the mining path. He was sure. Really, all he had to do was fall asleep on it again, and hope that the person who carried him to his room last night didn't tonight. Or he could just sneak out. Both seemed easy enough. He leaned his head against the rock, watching all of them. Watching their pace, feeling bad for all of them. He was just glad that he had got them out of the clutches of the other leaders.

[Black Velvet]

River worked on for what seemed- to her- to be forever. By the end of it, she was sweating as much as she had that morning, and panting, too. Finally, the quitting whistle sounded, peircing the air harshly. Wincing at the sharp sound, River thought how nice it would be to go to sleep- but then she remembered the meeting she had set up. Excited, she told herself sternly that she would NOT fall asleep tonight. Coming up with another idea just then, she whispered, (Jason, bring your book!). Then she followed the stream of tired workers out of the mines.

[fly away.]

Jason heard the whistle, and watched everyone file out. He waited for a moment, then walked out after them. His book, he had to remember his book. He walked out onto the mining path, but didn't say anything. He tried to think of something to do, or if he should go back into the house. He had no idea, whatsoever. So he sat down, and leaned his head against the tree that was on the mining path.

[Black Velvet]

River walked back to Drake's place immediately, not wanting to get on his nerves. Sitting down outside, she sat and watched the light fade, thinking. She thought about Jason, and she thought about the slaves in the mines. She went over the day again and again in her head, paying attention to every little detail. Reflecting, she saw Jason's expressions again in her head, and focused on them. Was Jason thinking about her, too? No, he probably wasn't. She couldn't think like that; there was too much to be done. She drifted off to sleep for a while, then went to her room, getting her book. She hoped Jason was there- but, maybe he had forgotten.. She knew that Drake would be VERY mad if he knew what she was doing, and chewed her lip, hoping he wouldn't find out. Sighing, she grabbed her book and started down the mining path, allowing herself to hope, just a bit... She knew it was a risk to take her book near Jason; what if he took it from her, forced her to give it to him.

[fly away.]

Jason watched the light fading. And he quickly went to his room, grabbed his book, and went back to the mining path. He sat by the tree again, trying to figure out what to do. He was thinking, at a rapid speed. He opened the book, and looked at all of the spells. But he couldn't pay attention, his thoughts were drifting everywhere. And he couldn't focus. He looked up at the sky, remembering getting captured. It was like a flashback, remembering it, it was so vivid. So real. The sun was high up in the sky, and he was at the community pool. He was talking to his friends. A bunch of people showed up, and Jason, knowing they were wizards by the way they walked, told his friends to get out of their. All his friends were Anaweir. The last of his friends was barely gone by the time thw wizards reach Jason. He didn't struggle as much as he wished he had. Mainly because he knew that if the wizards didn't get him, they would get his friends instead. So they took him away, and here he was. Trapped. But his friends were safe.

[Black Velvet]

River walked along the mining path, also thinking of her capture. She had lived with a seer, a kind woman named Linda. She was always nice to River, but could not teach her the spells she wanted to learn. Then one day, Linda ran into the kitchen, screaming that she had seen the future. That she had seen evil wizards coming. She had been taken to a cell and shoved inside, where she stayed for two days- she could tell by the light from a small window high up on the smooth wall- until she was brought food by a man. This was the one who had sold her at the Market. He told her he would help her escape. He was one of the men who had helped capture her, the one who put the torc on her neck. He had just been fired- and was in great danger. Infuriated by his superiors, he had taken her, swapping her torc for weirsbane so as not to arouse suspicion, and sold her to whoever would buy her, among slaves he had stolen from their handlers. That was how she had gotten to the Market.
Wincing at these memoris of her path, she walked wordlessly along the mine path.

[fly away.]

Jason saw her, and trying to wipe away his memories he stood up. He walked over to her, smiling. His voice was low when he spoke, "I wasn't so sure you could get out of there." He said, sitting back down again, making sure none of his body was off of the mining path. He wasn't going to take that kind of risk.

[Black Velvet]

River smiled at his concern, then answered in a worried tone, "I'm not so sure Drake won't find out later...", shuddering at his name. Worriedly, she spoke, sitting next to him, "If he comes for me, get out of sight, he only has to find one of us." Realizing that Jason would probably protest, she smiled, "It's probably best if he doesn't know who I've been hanging around with", and settled, relaxing. She was pretty sure by now that Jason wouldn't hurt her without reason- pretty sure, but not certain.