by Lorettana on April 14th, 2014, 3:30 am
Lorettana Kontinese,Common, tukant |
34,Spring,514 AV Location: Amaranthine Gate
Eyebrows knotted at the center of her head, lips in a tight line, and body more rigid than rocks. Lorettana pets her (Winona’s) horse’s hair to calm herself. For she was about to explode. Her beautiful copper and golden skin was dirty from not properly bathing. Her dirty blonde hair was starting to get a sour smell. She’s sick of this mountain and the cuts it gives her every time she was forced to climb. The guide was kind but, sometimes he would give her “child” strange looks. Which causes Lorettana to glare at him. But this mountain was not the reason for the upcoming explosion.
Paper. Paper gets expensive when one has to keep on buying it. The same goes for ink. Lorettana likes to have paper to teach Winona how to write and read. Lorettana likes to have paper because writing helps her memorize stories. Which was important sense she’s a storyteller! Lorettana also likes ink because what’s the point of paper if one doesn’t have ink. What is this… the twentieth or thirtieth time Lorettana had told Winona to not use up all the paper? How many times did Lorettana tell Winona that they were running out ink? So use it wisely until she can gets some more.
Yes, Lorettana had plenty of money. She currently has 600 Mizas (soon to be Kina) making noise in her satchel. The point of her upcoming explosion was not money or even the paper. It’s Winona’s disobedience. Honestly, was Winona blind to Lorettana’s demands and requests? I know she is deaf but, she can still understand me. The ethaefal was not the type to give disobedience a free pass. She was the type to beat it with her shoes. Then cut its palm with sharp rocks. If one wants to see her violent. Then let a child dare disobey her over and over again. Winona was lucky to have a special place in Lorettana’s heart. The woman opens her mouth to take a deep breath and calm down.
Yet, somehow she turns around to glare at the Chaktawe. “Winona!” She screams while also signing. Her fingers shape each letter of her daughter’s name rapidly. When she shapes the letter a, she keeps it for an extra moment or two. Then she dramatically swings one arm in the air to symbolize the exclamation point. This was the first time Lorettana spoke to Winona this morning.
“I look through all supplies today. When I was counting how many sheets of paper we had. I noticed all your little notes. Well maybe little is the wrong word,” The ethaefal said dangerously slow. Her eyes narrowed down at her prey. Like a snake, no matter what Winona said or done, the mother would strike.
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“How many times do I have to tell you, to write small!? Small Winona! Small as in not big! Do you not know what that word means? How many bells did I spend showing you how to write properly?! Small, small, small! How many times do I have to say not to waste the paper and ink?! Winona will you just listen to me!” Lorettana tries her best to sign while speaking. However she is shaking in anger. Rarely does she scream like this. Lorettana is quiet and peaceful. She hates to scream and yell at others but, her deaf “child” pushed the wrong button. She knew better. I know, she knew better. |
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Lorettana on April 21st, 2014, 3:48 am, edited 2 times in total.
Just to let everyone know. I won't be on Mizahar much until June 13. School is almost over. I got business to take care of and I want to hang out with my friends much as possible. Considering I don't see them much over the summer.