Post by Typhon on Mar 31, 2005 4:22:23 GMT -5
Nemi cried, kneeling at the family shire. As she filled the ritual bowl with holy water, her mother placed her hand on Nemi's shoulder.
"Nemi, your father needs his majvelic cleaned, one last time."
Nemi loved her mother, but at that moment she hated her. Nemi didn't want to see her father like this, at death's door. Nor did she want to she him commit e'sai, but she knew it would bring great shame do the family if her father chose to live as a cripple.
Jin, thier poor family's one and only slave, was opened the door and did his best to stay in front of Nemi as long as he could. The walk up to the dias seemed to tke longer than it should have. Jin's body could block the sight for a time but it couldn't stop the smell of burning flesh and the acrid scent of plasma burn.
Her father still seem bigger than her, though he was nerely laying on the floor. His tirnth'var still hung strait though the front had a blackened hole on one side with a few shards of glass sticking in, fused to the enemy blast had ripped threw his fighter's thingypit. The totem rising from the back was scorched as well.
Her father stared at Nemi as she cleaned the blade of his majvelic.
After a short time Nemi's grandfather took the sword to her father, then took his position at the dieing warroir's back. Jin began to weep as his mather pionted his blade to his stomac. Nemi didn't have time to look away. Her grandfather sliced down, as her father drove his sword. The elder knelt as the shaman began to chant over the body.
Nemi's mother nudged her and gave her the short string of three preals. She took the small charm to her grandfather. She had to stand on her toes to fix the charm to the top of his tirnth'var.
"I wouldn't have to stand on my toes to do this for dad," she thought. When she was finished her grandfather put his hand on Nemi's shoulder, tears shining in his eyes.
Nemi thought that he was about to say something, but Jin began to beg Nemi's mother to be killed and burn to ash with his master.
In the end Nemi's brother shot Jin in the back of the head before both bodies where set ablaze.
Three days later, after the trip to the clan's temple at Treno and had buried her father's remains, Nemi went to ask her grandfather permission to be fitted for her tirnth'var.
"Nemi, your father needs his majvelic cleaned, one last time."
Nemi loved her mother, but at that moment she hated her. Nemi didn't want to see her father like this, at death's door. Nor did she want to she him commit e'sai, but she knew it would bring great shame do the family if her father chose to live as a cripple.
Jin, thier poor family's one and only slave, was opened the door and did his best to stay in front of Nemi as long as he could. The walk up to the dias seemed to tke longer than it should have. Jin's body could block the sight for a time but it couldn't stop the smell of burning flesh and the acrid scent of plasma burn.
Her father still seem bigger than her, though he was nerely laying on the floor. His tirnth'var still hung strait though the front had a blackened hole on one side with a few shards of glass sticking in, fused to the enemy blast had ripped threw his fighter's thingypit. The totem rising from the back was scorched as well.
Her father stared at Nemi as she cleaned the blade of his majvelic.
After a short time Nemi's grandfather took the sword to her father, then took his position at the dieing warroir's back. Jin began to weep as his mather pionted his blade to his stomac. Nemi didn't have time to look away. Her grandfather sliced down, as her father drove his sword. The elder knelt as the shaman began to chant over the body.
Nemi's mother nudged her and gave her the short string of three preals. She took the small charm to her grandfather. She had to stand on her toes to fix the charm to the top of his tirnth'var.
"I wouldn't have to stand on my toes to do this for dad," she thought. When she was finished her grandfather put his hand on Nemi's shoulder, tears shining in his eyes.
Nemi thought that he was about to say something, but Jin began to beg Nemi's mother to be killed and burn to ash with his master.
In the end Nemi's brother shot Jin in the back of the head before both bodies where set ablaze.
Three days later, after the trip to the clan's temple at Treno and had buried her father's remains, Nemi went to ask her grandfather permission to be fitted for her tirnth'var.