Cat's respite (Ithea)

[Merc]

"Sylvie!" Ithea calls out. It's a flip toss whether that stops her or makes her speed up. Hopefully not the second.

[Anastasia]

Sylvie stops and looks over her shoulder, "Eh?"

[Merc]

Ithea continues her speedy sprinting, stopping solely once she's in front of Sylvie. Literally, like right in front of her, face right next to Sylvie's. "....Hi."

[Anastasia]

Sylvie tilts her head to the side and slowly replies, "...hi?"

[Merc]

Ithea just stares at Sylvie for a minute, not sure what to say. Finally... "...whatcha up to?"

[Anastasia]

"Wondering what's with you," Sylvie turns, reaching out to poke Ithea's head. "What are you doing?"

[Merc]

Well, maybe she wasn't running away? Best to be blunt and say it outright. "...making sure you didn't think you needed to run away after fighting with Balyss like you did the last time."

[Anastasia]

That gets a full blown scowl from the blonde, which is followed up by a strong WHAP! A slap right up Ithea's head, "No! Where did you..." She begins, pinching the bridge of her nose with her fingers. "What I'm doing is going to Brightwater to unwind a little bit."

[Merc]

"First off, ow! Second off, at least I know you can't lie about that, so...great!" Ithea gives Sylvie a thumbs up gesture with one hand, while rubbing the back of her head with the other.

"And can you fault me? Like I said, you were totally thinking that the last time you and Balyss clashed like that, and Adrian's been spreading that gossip for as much as he can sell it. And apparently selling it for free still gets it far."

[Anastasia]

"I can and I do," Sylvie crosses her arms, "Look behind you."

You can see that your rapid sprint got attention. Several elementals are staring at the two, as are a group of practicing soldiers. Mirima and the Graceful Blow are also watching the scene. This gets Sylvie to sigh, a long and exasperated sound. "Speaking of feeding the rumor mill."

[Merc]

"...well, I'm not sorry, just so you know. I was worried!" Ithea declares with a loud huff as she crosses her arms.

[Anastasia]

"You should be sorry!" Sylvie glares at Ithea, before shouting, "Hey everyone, watch us have a fight in public! Great gossip, right?" The various groups watching chuckle, a few reddening and falling back.

[Merc]

"Still not sorry," Ithea repeats, her arms still crossed. "Don't see why I should be sorry for worrying."

She pauses and before Sylvie can respond, interjects, "And don't shout, I'm not deaf and neither are you."

[Anastasia]

"For making a public spectacle of this," Sylvie hisses, a sweep of her arms encompassing most of the courtyard. "More gossip, just what we needed." She turns and starts walking back to the gate. "I'm going out to Brightwater."

[Merc]

"...well that went well," Ithea mutters under her breath, dropping the facade of cheer. Oh well, at least she all but promised to come back so might as well do as she originally planned and leave her alone for a while. Task done, she starts heading back for Stille's room.