Now This Is Podracing!

[Valiens Nantaris]

Tegaea smiled, ignoring the distant voice she too heard. What is a gorram anyway? she wondered idly.

"Thanks, Siobhan. You mean a lot to me. Now...I'm heading back to Fondor with Cira and the others. Did you want to come along?"

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

For a moment Siobhan thought she heard a voice, almost a whisper. It might be her mind playing tricks on, but it vaguely sounded like 'gorram resbians'. She paid no attention to that. After all, she knew how detrimental listening to voices in your head could be!

Instead she loosely wrapped an arm around Tegs' waist. "Oh, yeah, I'll be coming with you," she said with an expression of absolute innocence, not making any bad puns at all. "You gotta take it easy the next couple days," she commented softly, referencing Tegaea's injury. "And I'll show you how much you mean to me. So let's get back home."

 

[Qae Shena]

They were gone. They were all gone. Just Allaina and her thoughts. Those heavy, soul-crushing thoughts.

How could I be so stupid?

She turned me down.​

I don't understand.

Am I not good enough?​

When did this even happen?

She's with Tegs. Of course she wouldn't.​

Did I ask to begin with?​

You aren't enough. You never will be.

The pilot glanced over to the plate of pancakes sitting on her bed, cream and syrup covering them. They were starting to go cold. Left alone with her thoughts and a plate of food, the choice was obvious - she'd pick the food. Comfort food. Comfort. There wasn't much of that left. How did you handle rejection - was it even really rejection to begin with? She didn't even know she felt like that. It was totally understandable, anyway. No person should be asked to leave one for another. It was never fair. Life wasn't fair. It couldn't be.

She ate those pancakes slowly, deliberately, drowning thought with taste. She shut the world out, left only with the breakfast that Siobhan had brought her. It was all she had. All she'd have for a long, long time. It was enough to have a friend, right?

Right?

Yeah. Friend. It's better than nothing.

Loneliness would have to wait another day.

~fin~