Stellar Saviors

tenth chapter

Ugrasil. Have I done something wrong? God of dreams filling mine with terror. Perhaps tonight I should pray, and be very wary of signs. I must've done something wrong.
Last night I hadn't done much before sleeping, honestly I don't know when I was out. I sat up on the bed against the pillows. In the new clothes I'd changed into last night. The plushie was to my left on one of the folded blankets. I reached for it and fixed it to sit on the bedside talde. Swinging my legs to the side I took a stand, half expecting my legs to give out because of the nightmare. When they didn't I walked to the bathroom and flipped on the lights.
These past few days I feel I've been growing more conscious of my appearance. Looking into the mirror I was examining myself thoroughly. I mean, I was decent. Compared to the Khagvek I might look a bit dull.
Not to say they're pretty. I shouldn't feel that way to aliens, although some might. I don't think that's for me.
I gripped a strand of my darkening hair, pulling the bangs down. I would need to cut it soon or else it'll start to go into my eyes. That's always annoying. I leaned closer to the mirror, my stomach pushing against the sink. The faintest of eye bags hung in my skin, the crease of my lid down the top. I ran a hand down my bare arm, feeling over a few scars.
When I was on the outside team, the simplest things would scratch where our armor wasn't protecting. Or maybe it was just my body. So easy to scar. Or maybe it was just a human thing. I don't think I've seen a Khagvek with any scars. I sighed and turned out the room, walking to the clothes bag once more. I should sort those into the drawers.

Leaving the house now I carried a sandwich in hand. I didn't know where I should go, or what even I'd do today. I don't think I usually had a plan, more so followed a routine. For now, I just wanted to walk. I wasn't really that hungry either, but it felt like a normal thing to do, so I did it anyways. Walking on the path now I could see the kids up ahead. Today only the mother was watching over them. They wrestled and pulled at each other's tail and ears.
They're an abomination. The last thing I wanted to hear ever spoke in my head. I looked away from the kids and straight down the road. Hearing the voice reminded me of what I decided last night.
He spoke to me as I was following asleep, revealing more to me. I wanted to go to someone to talk to. Debating on being truthful or using the Golden One as an excuse. Either way I wanted to find out why my mind isn't entirely mine.

When the tower came into view a strange tense feeling built all over. Why has this become such a common occurrence? Usually it always happens when. . . whipping my head around I spotted him by a table of humans. His eyes already on me, knew it. I don't get why I can literally feel his gaze on me but it's a little scary. Hesitant I lifted a hand to wave at him.
The corners of his mouth lifted to give a small smile. Strangely it made me feel a bit better. He hasn't smiled fully yet, but even that is still something.
Why was I so worried about him smiling. That should be the least of my worries. Something I should be worrying about, him walking towards me now. Carrying two silver bangles in his hand. When he got to me he held them out.
"A gift. Humans seem to like silver over bronze so," he dangled them for me. Did I have to? I don't think jewelry is really my thing. The necklace was for a reason, it was Stirling's. I reached up to take the bangles but his other hand found my wrist before I could. It was a gentle grasp, not like the last time. He watched me intently as he slid the bangles around both my wrists. At least it'd be symmetrical. I took my hands back when he removed his grip, turning the bangles to watch the gleam on it.
"Thank you," I tilted my head to the side barely, unsure what else to say. He took notice and turned, facing towards the tower. I watched now as his tail seemed to curl my way and brush against my sleeve.
"You're headed to the tower? What's the reason today, is everything okay," he rushed the questions, glancing at the necklace. Was he worried, or just not wanting another problem.
"I wanted to ask about something, is Lolti there," I returned with another question. I didn't exactly want to talk to him about it, he didn't feel like the right person to ask. Lolti was easy to talk to, or easier. She has her moments. Reminding me to not mention my nightmares to her.
"She isn't. Meitlorkia is and Ahvertaa may still be there."
Beacon of Divinity and who? I don't memorize them by name I wanted to say that, but decided not to. It might be rude.
"Ahvertaa is the Beacon of the Wavering. You said you have a question. He is the best at seeking the truth out of answers. He has the best connection to the universe out of all us beacons," he answered for me, as if sensing my question. He did sound like somebody proper to ask what I needed to. He's a stranger too maybe that'd help.
"Okay sure, where is he at, I can walk there," I decided, twisting the bangle around my wrists.
"I'll take you, " he answered and walked forward, stopping to make sure I followed. The company is helpful but I don't want him there when I ask Ahvertaa. I followed him, headed for the tower.