8th of Cylus, in the 718th Arc
One thing about Cylus that she always hated. Flying in the dark was a pain. She couldn't wait a whole season though, she'd already wasted so much time. By this time Oliver might have even forgotten about his proposal to her. Though something in her heart hoped this wasn't the case. She hoped she'd left enough of an impression to be remembered.
She'd decided that she was going to postpone her suicide because of this, she was hoping that it wasn't a mistake. No, it wasn't a mistake, she wasn't going to allow herself to think that. That was what put her down that scary path in the first place. She shook her head to get such thoughts out of her head.
With the early morning, biting wind in her face, she was off to find Oliver. Having finally told Zane that she was going to be moving soon kind of lifted a sense of guilt off her chest. She still wasn't sure exactly how she felt about how the conversation about it went, but she'd made the decision on her own, and after a lot of thought. She wasn't going to just stop and turn back now. She urged Avery forward. She had to get to Oliver today.
After a long and tiring flight, and after a few turn arounds because of the night time like darkness, she finally made it to Bellesoir and in turn, Oliver's Mansion. At least, she thought it was his. She wasn't sure how things were with nobles these days. Though she did know that Oliver had been hurt. At least that's what the rumor mill was saying.
She almost hoped that they were lies, but with rumors there was almost always some grain of truth to them. She whistled a few times at Avery so that she would lower closer to the ground. She was kind of hoping that Oliver was outside, that would make things a lot easier, it wasn't like she could open doors on her own. At least the doors for humans.
Avery was starting to get tired, Sinna could tell by the way she flapped her wings. "Just a little more girl, come on, we need to find Sir Oliver." She patted Avery's head, she screeched loudly. Causing Sinna to chuckle. "That's my girl."
Avery started descending further. Circling the large home. Sinna keeping her eye's open, trying to see if she would see anyone from this height, but she couldn't tell. Not in this darkness. She would have to get even closer to the ground, what would be just above head height for humans, so that she could see better.
After a few rounds around the grounds she almost gave up, that was until she saw a glint of light. She blinked and quickly moved her hands so that Avery would turn around and slow down. She gasp in excitement. A man's form sitting on a chair in the garden. They way it was sat and from what she could see in the faint light, she felt it had to be Oliver sitting at an outdoor table.
She wasn't exactly sure why he was sitting out in the cold like this, but she could question him later. Another screech from the impatient Avery made Sinna laugh. She patted the side of her birds neck. "Let's go land girl. Right on the table. Carefully okay! Not near the fire!" Another ear piercing screech that most certainly carried over a good distance as Avery descended to the table. One of her most graceful landings to date on the other side of the table from Oliver.
"Good giiiirl!" Sinna pet her head with a big smile on her face. One of those voices you'd give your dog if they fetched a ball and brought it back. Almost exactly that voice. She looked up no at the man before her, glad to see that her assumption was correct! "Oliver! Sir Oliver! My pardon for the sudden intrusion! But I needed to see you right away!"
She looked quite tired, partially due to the effects of the season, but also the fact that her hair-petals seemed to be a little everywhere. She was about to say more before she paused and took in the scene before her. "So... the rumors were true after all.." The words fell out of her lips like poison as she looked to the cane. She spat, "Humans are cruel even to their own! Vile Seven-damned fools!"
She gasped and blinked up at him. "I.. I'm sorry" She cleared her throats. "I.. shouldn't have said such things. U.. Uhm... Other than your wound... h.. how are you holding up Sir Oliver?" Forgetting her original goal entirely with her worry over him.
[/color]She'd decided that she was going to postpone her suicide because of this, she was hoping that it wasn't a mistake. No, it wasn't a mistake, she wasn't going to allow herself to think that. That was what put her down that scary path in the first place. She shook her head to get such thoughts out of her head.
With the early morning, biting wind in her face, she was off to find Oliver. Having finally told Zane that she was going to be moving soon kind of lifted a sense of guilt off her chest. She still wasn't sure exactly how she felt about how the conversation about it went, but she'd made the decision on her own, and after a lot of thought. She wasn't going to just stop and turn back now. She urged Avery forward. She had to get to Oliver today.
After a long and tiring flight, and after a few turn arounds because of the night time like darkness, she finally made it to Bellesoir and in turn, Oliver's Mansion. At least, she thought it was his. She wasn't sure how things were with nobles these days. Though she did know that Oliver had been hurt. At least that's what the rumor mill was saying.
She almost hoped that they were lies, but with rumors there was almost always some grain of truth to them. She whistled a few times at Avery so that she would lower closer to the ground. She was kind of hoping that Oliver was outside, that would make things a lot easier, it wasn't like she could open doors on her own. At least the doors for humans.
Avery was starting to get tired, Sinna could tell by the way she flapped her wings. "Just a little more girl, come on, we need to find Sir Oliver." She patted Avery's head, she screeched loudly. Causing Sinna to chuckle. "That's my girl."
Avery started descending further. Circling the large home. Sinna keeping her eye's open, trying to see if she would see anyone from this height, but she couldn't tell. Not in this darkness. She would have to get even closer to the ground, what would be just above head height for humans, so that she could see better.
After a few rounds around the grounds she almost gave up, that was until she saw a glint of light. She blinked and quickly moved her hands so that Avery would turn around and slow down. She gasp in excitement. A man's form sitting on a chair in the garden. They way it was sat and from what she could see in the faint light, she felt it had to be Oliver sitting at an outdoor table.
She wasn't exactly sure why he was sitting out in the cold like this, but she could question him later. Another screech from the impatient Avery made Sinna laugh. She patted the side of her birds neck. "Let's go land girl. Right on the table. Carefully okay! Not near the fire!" Another ear piercing screech that most certainly carried over a good distance as Avery descended to the table. One of her most graceful landings to date on the other side of the table from Oliver.
"Good giiiirl!" Sinna pet her head with a big smile on her face. One of those voices you'd give your dog if they fetched a ball and brought it back. Almost exactly that voice. She looked up no at the man before her, glad to see that her assumption was correct! "Oliver! Sir Oliver! My pardon for the sudden intrusion! But I needed to see you right away!"
She looked quite tired, partially due to the effects of the season, but also the fact that her hair-petals seemed to be a little everywhere. She was about to say more before she paused and took in the scene before her. "So... the rumors were true after all.." The words fell out of her lips like poison as she looked to the cane. She spat, "Humans are cruel even to their own! Vile Seven-damned fools!"
She gasped and blinked up at him. "I.. I'm sorry" She cleared her throats. "I.. shouldn't have said such things. U.. Uhm... Other than your wound... h.. how are you holding up Sir Oliver?" Forgetting her original goal entirely with her worry over him.
