SRR Morrahe`VnuChapter Eleven: DT's Quiet Interlude
[Inside the Cabin]

While the Senator and the other two boys are outside dealing with their strange messenger, Byh'hie -- who has woken up from all the commotion -- now watches the smaller of the Academy boys continue to run his scans on the unconscious werewolf, and has suddenly decided that this was the opportunity that she had been waiting for. Quietly, she pushes herself away from the table and stands, walking over towards the boy, "So...." she comes to a stop standing quite close to tr'Rekkohan, "Why is it that au have been ignoring me all night?" She narrows her eyes slightly, as her arms cross over her chest in impatience, "And don't pass out on me now! I'm na going to catch au this time, if au do!"

D'Tarik looks up to the blond, and puts his scanner back in his pocket, "Ummm... uhhhh...I'm sorry....what did you say?"

Her foot begins to tap angrily on the wooden floor, "See! Au don't even hear me when I talk directly to au!"

"Ummmm.... uhhhh...." the boy stammers again, trying quickly to come up with an answer that would pacify the girl. Kind of grasping at straws by this point, he does the first thing that comes to mind. Removing Sprinkles from his shoulder, he holds the fanged, green-furred Tribble out to her. "Want to pet my Tribble?"

Byh'hie rolls her eyes at this, but takes the Tribble out of his hands, gently holding the creature. "Exactly what is it about me that au find so.....so .... repulsive that au don't want to talk to me?"

"I...umm...." he stammers again, "uhhh....find you far from repulsive. I just... umm.."

Byh'hie doesn't seem to notice the difficulty the boy is having with finding the words he's so desperately looking for, as she notices for the first time that the Tribble has seemed to grow a mouthful of little fangs. She holds the creature up to her face, keeping it at a safe distance, "D'Tarik...Did au know Sprinkles has teeth?" She looks to the stammering boy, confused at this latest discovery.

"Ohhh... I combined his genes with werewolf genes." he explains simply.

She doesn't seem surprised by this at all, "Oh. I see." She cradles the Tribble once more, "So why don't au talk to me? Au have been ignoring me all night."

D'Tarik grows uncomfortable with the conversation again, "Well.....ummm.....au know maybe I should get back to work.... I mean...."

She rolls her eyes again, and sighs, "Au have been working all night!" her shoulders seem to drop a bit, "But....since au seem so dedicated....I might as well help." She looks around for a moment, "So....what can I do?"

D'Tarik only mumbled something, and seemed about on the verge of smiling, but it was gone again almost instantly, and Byh'hie hadn't heard what he said.

She tilts her head and curiously asks, "What? Speak up...."

D'Tarik looks at her surprised, "Oh! Was that out loud?" Quickly changing subjects, he casts a glance down to the unconscious form of Llunih, and answers "Well, I think she should be okay now. I'm just na sure why it didn't work."

Byh'hie looks down to the floor for a moment, debating whether she should say something, or na. "Well...." she begins, skirting the issue of her self-debate, as she holds the Tribble out to the boy, "See if it works on Sprinkles." then mutters quietly, "It won't work either, but au can try."

"I would need to make some more, but that would take too long," D'Tarik answers wearily, adding, "And I need to rest a little."

"Ah!" she nods in sudden understanding. The thought hadn't occurred to her that he might be tired. Byh'hie shrugs, and points a finger, "Well....there's the couch. Au can sleep there." she frowns and adds in irritation, "Ninte friend Rylan already claimed the only bed in the house!"

D'Tarik walks over to the couch, but pauses at that last remark. "Well, maybe au should take the couch," he offers gallantly, "I'll sleep on the floor."

The girl shakes her head and smiles, "Na...au were so busy *na* talking to me...I already fell asleep." she pauses, seeing the light of dawn beginning to creep through the window, "Au better hurry with that nap of ninte- a, though. It's almost dawn."

"Well..." D'Tarik begins slowly, sitting down on the couch, "What do you want to talk about?"

Byh'hie smiles again, and merrily sits beside him, "Well...tell me about the Academy! What were au studying? she pauses, thinking over this question, then frowns, "Oh wait...he said au were almost a doctor. Au must've been studying Medicine then.".

"And xenobiology."

She nods thoughtfully, "I see.....what did au specialize in? What aliens....area of Medicine?"

D'Tarik, being a little more comfortable now, answered easily enough, "Everything I can. I learn io thing, and then move on to the next. But I'm mostly focusing in gene-manipulation, and Medicine."

Byh'hie frowns at this; her face taking on a distinctive 'guarded' look, "Gene manipulation?" She recovers herself with a slight shake of her head, "Like with the Tribble?" she raises a finger towards Sprinkles.

"Ie, among other things."

"Like...what other things?" she flashes him a "flirty" smile. But this seemed to throw D'Tarik off. The boy suddenly blushed, then grew quiet, looking away from her. The girl raised a brow slightly, then toned down the smile and tried again, "Au seemed to know the other..." she nodded her head toward the front door, meaning the Senator, "Where from?"

D'Tarik begins to shake a bit at this question, "I don't want to talk about it." he says quietly but firmly. Letting her know that the subject was closed to discussion.

Byh'hie almost begins to pout at this, "Au don't seem to want to talk about anything about ninte self! What am I suppose to ask au, that won't make au upset or grow quite, then?"

"I'm not sure..." the boy shrugs "I just...I don't know what to say." he quietly searches for words, "I feel...ummm...stuff...about au..." he finally admits.

Byh'hie only looks confused by that, "What 'stuff'?"

"Ummm..... I like au." Another slight shrug, then he tries to explain, "Like Rylan likes...." he points to the werewolf on the floor....and then he passes out completely.

The girl sighs and rolls her eyes, muttering, "I'll never learn anything at this rate!" Remembering what Rylan had done earlier, she rummages around in his coat pockets, searching for yet another ammonia tablet. Finding io, she snaps it, then waves it under his nose. It brings the boy around so suddenly that he sits up too quickly, and winds up with the unexpected experience of having his face buried between her breasts. The boy freezes instantly.

Byh'hie is startled by this, but doesn't move. Raising her brow she asks sarcastically, "Comfortable are au?" But D'Tarik doesn't answer. He's so still it's hard to tell at this point if he's even breathing....except she could feel him breathing all the same. Preventing the exasperated sigh before it could escape, she -- not so gently -- pushes him away.

Blushing furiously, D'Tarik shakes his head and quickly stands up, "Umm... I need sleep...ie... sleep's good....good, good sleep....very good sleep...." he goes on like this, pacing the floor.

The girl shakes her head, and waves the incident away with a hand, "Forget about it...it was an accident. I'm *sure* au didn't mean to." she raises another brow at him for a moment.

But the boy seemed not to have heard her. He just keeps pacing, muttering over and over, "Sleep's good.... I need to sleep.....sleep..."

Finally giving up, Byh'hie sighs, then stands, "Fine. Sleep then, if au'd rather na talk to me." She turned and walked away, which seemed to snap D'Tarik out of it.

"Wait!!"

Byh'hie pauses her footsteps, and hides the triumphant smile that appeared, but she doesn't turn towards him. "Ie?"

D'Tarik comes closer, and grabs the girl by the shoulder, turning her around to face him. At Byh'hie's expectant look, he begins to stammer once more, "Umm....uhhh....Oh screw it!!" D'Tarik plants a firm kiss on the girl's lips, and surprises himself by not passing out; nor did he pass out when Byh'hie wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him back.

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