Bust..ing Out

It was after the conversation at the stream .. the one with Yamka and Tarra ... about elements and dreams. Tarra had left and Yamka and I made our way back to the Main Fires. I wish .. I could get through to Yamka ... we appear to talk ... to converse .... but it never seems to go anywhere. She never seems to ... hear me. Or .. she hears me and then some other voice comes along and erases everything I have said and she goes right back to the beginning. She is still very bitter about things with Ayguili .. she seems to blame Mezoo. I wish she could understand that Ayguili made the first move .. to Mezoo. That he had to work at it .. prove himself before she even considered him a possible attraction to her heart. I am a little jealous of them myself .. jealous of the ease at which their relationship grows. Not perfect .. I am not attracted to perfect ... what attracts me is all the things I run into that make it such a hard part of my life seem missing for those two and ... the way they fit and grow. It is like the grass. I would hold their relationship up as .. How to Do It Right. I like that .. it gives me some amalgamated sense of hope .. of faith. As much as I ever get. I find them a pleasure to be around .. even when they ignore me. My identity is rather safe and I am just fine with being in the presence of two very happy people. I like .. happy people.

Anyway .. I was speaking to Yamka ... who I actually enjoy having a conversation with ... when she is not putting others down or herself. We had just reached the Main Fires when Seveya arrived fresh from riding. Sporting dusty leather. I am learning to appreciate the days she rides. Nothing unattractive about women in black leather.

Yamka had been telling me about her new kaiila and threatening to go exploring with Seveya. The two of them free to expand their horizons. Sounded ominous to me. Tarra returned and Karvek .. Seveya's uncle arrived with a gaggle of children .. it made me chuckle. I barely tread water with one child at a time let alone a group of them .. mental kudos to the man.

I was lost in thoughts mostly .. absently working the dirt out of my calluses as I sat near the fire. Seveya got herself some water and then invited herself into my space to sit next to me .. asked me how I was .. I told her I was fine and asked her how she was ... I had not seen her since the other morning at the fires after her ringing. The entire time I spoke to her I eyed her with a rather intent focus. Probably a little suspicious. Happy women rarely invite themselves into my space .. at least not without something on their mind and I was just waiting to find out what it was ... hopefully before it clanged upside my head. Not that the view from here was not .. pleasant. Something to be said for women in vests. If I was going to get a verbal pot upside the head I was going to deserve it.

I do not think she noticed though .. I appeared to be distracted with my hands .. and she was too distracted with my own feigned distraction. Which is only something I do when idle .. a mindless task ... a way to shed excess energy. When I asked her how she was she replied with a warm smile.. I do not remember her words ... only the smile. Seveya seemed .. happy. Inviting. I am having trouble keeping up with the many moods of Seveya. Like trying to catch a feather that has barely dropped onto the surface of the stream .. floating faster than I can catch. Not a bad thing .. mind you ... like I have stated I am rather comfortable with the fact I do not understand women. But it does lend to some curiosity at times.

I was chewing on a broken piece of thumbnail when she decided to threaten me with Cana. I would deal with Cana .. Cana had caught me off guard ... she would not do so again. I sent Seveya a dark challenging glance. Little did I know she would take that challenge and threaten to do it herself. Damn .. that little woman has spunk. Tuchuk spirit my ass .. she scares the shit out of me ..

and amuses me. I shoved my hands between my thighs and told her if she went after them I was going to consider it an invitation of colossal proportions.

I really like that word lately ... colossal.

She saw the wisdom in not .. making that invitation.

Leave it to me to threaten a woman with sexual repercussions. I go there .. a lot ... but if asked I will blame it on the vest. It had nothing to do with what she whispered in my ear. And I dare anyone to prove differently.