Rie shook her head in amusement. What a spirit! This Don, she was altogether too much like Rie for anybody's good. She watched Don carefully as the girl went though all of the familiar arguments. She almost laughed aloud as she trotted out the old "lady" argument. She didn't know about Nuru or Dona, but she certainly wasn't a lady.
Rie sidled over to Nuru. "A runaway, do you suppose?" she whispered.
"I don't think so," Nuru whispered back. "She told me that she didn't have any parents."
Rie frowned. "A runaway would've been easier.
"Well, nithil-Avalê," Rie said, purposefully neglecting to translate so that Don could mull over the meaning, "you say you don't have any parents?"
"That's what I said," Don replied, eyeing Rie warily. The redhead gazed right back at her.
"I'm guessing that you want sympathy for that?" Rie continued.
"No!" Don shouted, a little hastily.
"Sure you do," said Rie. "That's surely why I tell everybody that I'm a runaway."
"A runaway?" asked Don, sounding a little curious.
"Aye, a runaway. Ran right from my father's house all the way here and never looked back. I left my mother, father, and all my brothers." Here Rie exaggerated: she had spent more than one cold night in the wilderness crying and wishing that she'd never left home.
"But my point is, m'lady, you're not the only tough one around here." Rie pulled her best "tough" face (that she had learned from her elder brothers), and waited for Don's response.
[ January 08, 2003: Message edited by: Orual ]
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