[TheNoir] Noir Log 041210--A Good Morning
- From: VanirEWagner@xxxxxxx
- To: thenoir@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Fri, 10 Dec 2004 08:31:45 EST
Ethera didn't know how she knew things but she knew she'd never been wrong.
She was thankful that there were no more feelings of pain or impending doom to
disturb her sleep. She hoped the feelings were still right, that no more
harm had befallen her friend Bella, and that she wasn't confused by the sense
of
security Mr. Wagner always gave her. She opened her eyes to find him laying
propped up on her bunk, his head against the wall, fast asleep. She realized
that whatever went on during the night, whatever woke her up terrified and
shaking, must have made him feel the need to protect her. Well, I think my
feelings are right but I'm glad he's here anyway.
Ever so carefully, so as not to disturb him, Ethera slid out of the bunk.
She grinned at Vanir. He was still out cold. He's very nice to me, she
thought
as she watched his slow, even breathing. I should do something to make him
happy. Just what she could do eventually came to mind and she was still
smiling as she headed toward the fresher room to start her morning.
Finding himself in unfamiliar surroundings, Vanir awoke with a start. As he
remembered the events of the previous night--his second encounter with Bella
in Engineering, her injury at the hand of some madwoman, his visit to Sick
Bay--he ran a hand over his face with a groan.
"Oh, you're awake. Good."
He turned to see Ethera standing in the doorway, smiling brightly and
carrying a mug toward him. He returned her smile wholeheartedly but he
couldn't help
but notice that something was different. He couldn't pin it down exactly but
the girl looked...different. Ach, you're tired and seeing things, he
thought, brushing off his imaginings as cobwebs from sleep.
"Good morning, liebling," he said, still smiling. "What is this?"
"This is what you always drink in the morning so I got you a cup," she
stated. "Did I get it right?"
"Perfectly," Vanir replied after taking a sip from the mug. "Now, what have
you been doing while I was being very rude by making you sleep so
uncomfortably?"
"I wasn't uncomfortable. I used to do the same with...somebody," the girl
said softly, recalling that person's image but not much else. "And, I've been
studying. Do you want to see? I'll show you the PADD."
"Sure, come show me," Vanir said, holding out his hand. I'm seeing things.
She looks like she's grown three inches overnight. Drink the coffee, fool.
You're just imagining things because you're tired. He was still sitting on the
edge of the bunk as he sipped the strong, sweet coffee and reviewed the PADD.
He looked at her through pale indigo lashes. Incredible...so much progress
overnight. "Ethera, liebchen, this is wonderful. I am very impressed."
The girl fairly glowed with pride and shyly said, "I think your real students
are very lucky to have such a good teacher, Mr. Wagner."
"No, no--you are a very good student and I am very proud of you," he told
her. He put the PADD down and held out an arm, beckoning her closer. The
child
sat on his knee and he put the arm around her. "Now, listen very carefully,
Ethera. I have no idea what happened last night but I don't like the idea of
you being out and about on your own. Not for now, in any case. I want you to
come with me to Engineering."
"Can I help you?" Ethera asked hopefully.
"Absolutely."
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