#WIPpet Wednesday #Amwriting 9/27/17: 6 Hours Before
I’m having an eye exam this afternoon, so I get to be a wide-eyed owl all evening. It’ll be good to have new glasses, but I also receive a new laptop today as well. A notebook computer, really, good thing I ordered a larger screen!
5+ 4 = 9 so, I’m adding a zero to that five and four to create 540. Enough words for this necessarily longer WIPpet. I generally keep my WIPpets to a shorter length, but this scene– you’ll see why soon enough.
The Setup: Etain finally gets to see the damage outside the palace for herself. And Leigheas, what he has done…he’s only beginning to understand the repercussions of it all.
Character reminder: Jon Simons and Kalli Cho, a married Human pair, are included in this scene. They’re both royal physicians, Upland and Merch’s private physicians to be specific, and they’ve elected to stay because Upland is in extremely frail health. Jon and Kalli’s children, like Etain’s, are in the Cycalk Znyrs town of New Slydrra Za in hopes they’ll avoid the virus that has been ravaging the human populous.
“See, Uncle Aera?” Etain laid her head to Aerachin’s shoulder. “I told you they had thought ahead.”
“I’d say so.” He managed a smile. “So, no one can get in?”
“Not with Stra and Mercine’s design.” Dresh looked toward the dining room. “I know we haven’t encouraged anyone to see out, but you can do so safely from the dining room.” That window looked out over the solarium then across the palace grounds and all the way to the bay, just as it did in Etain’s apartment.
“I don’t wish to.” Regardless, Aerachin peeked around Dresh to squint toward the covered window. “Is Mercine still talking to Upland?”
“Yes,” said Dresh. “Nothing private, so feel free to join them.”
“Excellent.” Aerachin patted Etain’s knee as he rose. “Let me know what’s out there, if anything.”
“I want to see too.” Jon sat on the couch where Kalli drowsed against him. “You want to see, sweetheart?” He reached up to stroke her face.
“No. You go.” Kalli stretched then stood, turning toward their room. “I’m going to lie down.”
“I looked earlier.” Dresh stepped aside so Kalli could pass, watching as she paused beside Leigheas long enough to glare at him. “Merch saw too, and, while there’s not a whole lot you can see, it’s enough to— shells and shards, see for yourselves.” Dresh stepped back into the dining room to flip the switch that unshaded the window, her eyes narrowing as they drifted to where Leigheas sat. “You’re going to look too, inmate Sternbow, but Etain first.” She held her hand out to Etain. “Come see.”
“Please, Salk Su. You need to understand everything that’s happening. It’s important.”
“Dreads.” Etain turned away after a moment of looking to bury her face in Dresh’s chest, letting her ottonol’s shirt absorb her tears. Air, ground— I don’t know how the palace hasn’t been laid to ruin. However, the fight wasn’t over the palace but everything around it. The city across the bay glowed red, and the landing pads just outside the palace grounds— there’s not a craft left.
“How can Traditionalists claim to want Takran returned to nature when they’re willing to destroy everything to make it happen?” Jon’s face darkened as he pivoted back toward his and Kalli’s room, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw Leigheas. “You son of a bitch.” He marched across the dining room to where Leigheas sat, his hands t-tethed behind his back. “You helped make, did…” Jon raised his fist, holding it, shaking, against Leigheas’ jaw.
“I’m sorry.”Leigheas gulped when Jon pulled him up to stared into his eyes. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this, wasn’t–”
“You betrayed us all!” Jon drew back his fist.
“He’s not worth it.” Dresh’s hold on Etain tightened when she tried to intercede. “Remember your physician’s oath, Jon. Do it, and you’ll be the one treating him afterward.”
“Remember Kalli and your children.” Etain wrenched from Dresh’s arms to catch his arm when he drew back harder. “You have to remain strong for them.” Part of her though… she wanted to punch Leigheas too then hold him to ease the pain they both felt, but, nothing she could do or say– Dreads, husband. What have you become? She released her hold on Jon when he dropped his arm and shoved Leigheas back into his seat.
“Good man.” Dresh scowled at Etain when she returned to her side. “I know you can defend yourself, but if I’m holding onto you, it’s to protect you, so please don’t do that again.”
Etain nodded but said nothing, her eyes again on Jon and Leigheas.
“If one of my… children… family…” Jon loomed over him. “My god doesn’t permit me to give you what you deserve and says I should pray for your redemption, but I can’t bring myself to pray for your soul no matter how hard I try.” He turned back to see Etain, his face even tighter with concern than before. “This would have torn Kalli in half with worry over our children so, how are you holding up?”
“It is terrifying for us all.” Etain tried to smile for Jon, but the attempt felt so fake that she shook her head. “I am trying, and so are you. But New Slydrra Za’s shields will keep them safe and that gives me hope.”
“It won’t keep the virus from them, I’m afraid.” Jon shook out his hand as he turned again toward the bedroom. “I’m going to check on my wife.”
“Go sit, Salk Su.” Dresh hugged Etain then nudged her toward the living room. “I’ll join you on the couch in a moment, and we’ll talk. But first– ” She pointed to Leigheas. “– get your sorry, bottom-feeding ass over here and see the destruction your kind has cause our world!”
* WIPpet Wednesday is a blog hop hosted by Emily Wrayburn wherein writers share excerpts of their latest WIP. All genres and levels of accomplishment are welcome. The only stipulation is that the excerpt must coincide with the date in some manner. For example, on 10/8/14 you might share 10 lines from page 8, 8 paragraphs from chapter 14, or perhaps 18 sentences by doing WIPpet Math and adding the day to the month. We’re flexible like that