Bab 17: Chapitre 17: Dispute
One month later,
Before launching the connection, Ben was consulting in the archives of Hells Gate, the cases concerning the Menariyä Tunti who are classified as missing.
He observed pictures of bulldozers or mining equipment in poor condition with arrows with different feathers scattered all over the place. Some were planted on human corpses. Military as workers. While drinking his vitaminized juice, he looked at the legend marked below
Saylor Mine, July 24, 2134 after the raid of the Menariyä tunti
Ben tried to consult further but a voice interrupted him. That of Max.
Max: Hi Ben. Are you watching something? Ben hurriedly closed the tab before putting away his datapad.
Ben: I'm learning a little bit about indigenous culture.
Max with a smile: Didn't you already know what you needed? Besides, you have a personal teacher, don't you?
Ben with a smile: Memory aids are always useful.
Max: Well said. But you have to start the connection. Ben finished his juice and put his datapad in his pocket. He went to his module and opened the lid before getting inside. He put the information they had just read in the corner of his head.
He lay down and closed his eyes, waiting for the link to be launched.
Lutsey looked at Tsylan's still sleeping body in his hammock next to his own. She opened hers and climbed up the branch supporting him with agility.
With her tail straight but agitated, she yawned before heading down the corridor to get dressed.
Once she reached her personal corner, she took off her breast cover to put on her olo'eyktan outfit, thinking about what was happening to her.
Joltsyn: What's up big sister? The young olo'eyktan finished putting on her olo'eyktan outfit before answering.
Ludsey: No little sister. Joltsyn raised her ears, worried.
Joltsyn: This story with Vylia again?
Ludsey sighed: I have thoughts, feelings, that I shouldn't have.
Joltsyn: You should take a step back.
Lutsey's tail wagged frantically as his ears lowered. She looked at him with her cold gaze.
Lutsey: And leave him to this profiteer? Out of the question!
Joltsyn: Lutsey, you let your feelings get in the way of your judgment. You really need to relax your mind.
Lutsey: He's my apprentice!
Joltsyn: Listen to you, big sister! You're acting like he promised you! If Tsylan and Vylia love each other, there's nothing you can do about it.
Lutsey lowered her eyes and ears sadly as she thought of that possibility. Feeling the sadness, his sister was already regretting her words.
Joltsyn: Sorry, I shouldn't have said that.
Lutsey: No, you're right. I am olo'eyktan. I have the responsibility of the clan members on my shoulders. There's no room for sentiment.
Joltsyn: You're wrong, big sister. I was thinking the same thing until I met Twilo. Denying what you feel will only eat you up from the inside.
Lutsey felt a tear run down his right cheek. His heart hurt him every time she saw Vylya with the dream walker. She had hoped for a rapprochement when she offered him a chey, but Tsylan always remained so distant.
Since then, she had been trying to contain her emotions but it was getting more and more complicated. It was as if her heart was threatening to explode at every moment.
Lutsey: What should I do, little sister? I can't say my feelings openly, because...
Joltsyn: From the origins of Tsylan, I know. Listen, go and visit the omatikayas and your family. I think you need to relax your mind a little bit and think about it.
Lutsey: But...I can't! I have to run the clan and Tsylan isn't a member of the clan yet!
Joltsyn sighed. She wanted to avoid this, but she had no choice. And it was a favor to her sister. She had hope that her stay would solve the problem.
Joltsyn: I can take care of it, big sister.
Lutsey: Are you sure? You already have your sons to deal with and your role as Tsahik.
Joltsyn: Don't be afraid. I have strong shoulders and friends to help me. You really need to take your mind off things.
Her big sister smiled and kissed her on the forehead.
Ludseyl: I'm happy to have a sister like youJoltsyn blushed with a tender and fraternal smile.
I'll see you later,
Tsylan was on his way downstairs when he heard wing flapping. Intrigued, he went up to the highest branch and saw Lutsey doing tsahaylu with Tahni, his ikran.
Tsylan: Going somewhere, Lutsey?
She remained silent for a moment, probably looking for her words.
Lutsey: Since when do you care about me?
The dream walker was astonished at the chief's tone. He knew she could be coldly neutral, but what he felt in her tone was clearly restrained anger.
Tsylan: What are you talking about?
Lutsey: You know what I mean.
Tsylan: No, Lut. I don't know
Lutsey : Stop being an idiot !!!
Tsylan : Call me an idiot if you want ! Nevertheless, I still don't understand what you are reproaching me for ! I have the right to an answer !
He was trying to keep calm, despite the frustration invading his mind. Why was his guardian so angry with him? What did he do wrong?
Tsylan, seeing the silence: So?
Lutsey: Leave me alone! Go talk to your singer! Since you seem to enjoy her company more than mine!
The tawtute took several steps back, not only because of the anger he saw in Lutsey's eyes, but also because Tahni showed her teeth, threatening her.
Tsylan: Vylya? But she is a friend! Wait...Is that jealousy?
Lutsey : I've heard enough !
Tsylan, angry: What's this temperamental kid behavior?!
On these words, she climbed on Tahni and was about to fly away
Tsylan, raising your voice: Lutsey, I'm talking to you !!!!
He didn't have time to finish that she had already flown away. He clenched his fists in anger before turning and going inward to descend the stairs.
Although he was not showing any of his emotions, despite his tail wagging on all sides, he was furious about the argument. If he could, he would scream or hit something. Anything to express all his frustration!
Tsylan: What the hell is wrong with her?!
He was so angry that he walked past Vylya and her friends without even a glance before going down to the entrance of Kelutral.
To relax his mind, he decided to do some physical exercises. He was just starting a series of push-ups when Joltsyn showed up.Tsylan as he got up and cleaned himself from the herbs: I guess you're the one replacing Lutsey?
Joltsyn: Indeed.
He never knew how to react with the younger girl. She was so unexpressive, in spite of the ears and tail which were good means of expression.
Tsylan: Could I know what's going on with her? Joltsyn watched Tsylan impassively before answering.
Joltsyn: It concerns her only. She has delegated the responsibility to me until she fulfills her obligations. Tsylan sighed when she heard that.
Tsylan: Of course! Why did I expect a clear answer? Joltsyn: Are you concerned about his condition?
He crossed his arms and turned his head, keeping silent. But his ears betrayed his concern. A detail that didn't escape the younger one.
Joltsyn: So?
Tsylan: She's a friend! Of course I'm worried about her!
The younger sister looked at him, seemingly diving into his thoughts. He decided to interrupt the awkward silence between them and talk about something else.
Tsylan: So what do we do? Joltsyn thought for a few moments before beckoning him to follow her. They first went to the Kelutral where Joltsyn equipped himself before leaving with Tsylan to the forest with his bow and the leaf collar covering her breasts.
She did not forget her sword, which she put on her back with her bow.
The two traveled an instant before hearing plaintive cries, following the tracks of a herd when they heard the plaintive cries. Like a distress call.
The two went towards the source of the noise and saw a small viper wolf that had fallen into a hole and could not get up.
Although Tsylan knew that the wolf's pack might come, he could not help but go towards it to help it. Joltsyn following him; What are you doing?
Tsylan; I intend to help this little one.
Joltsyn; It's dangerous.
Tsylan with a smile; Are you afraid? Joltsyn won't prefer the provocation. They arrived in front of a small hole where cries of distress appeared. A scream was heard. That of an adult.
Joltsyn: We mustn't stay Tsylan
This one didn't listen to her and looked at the little one for a moment. No more than a month. Not yet old enough to hunt. He had to get it out before the mother and the pack arrived. He didn't want to die so stupidly, but he couldn't leave a cub in such a situation without reacting.
Without hesitation, he plunged his hand in, trying to catch the cub. He felt a burn on his hand but with a quick gesture he grabbed the cub and pulled it out of the hole. A squeaky sound could be heard. He delicately put the child down and the mother's call was answered before walking away.
While he was away with Joltsyn, he heard the little one call his mother and some cries of pouting...
Tsylan: I'm good for a little care. The medor did not miss me! Shitty day!
She didn't understand what the word meant and she preferred not to know. She turned her gaze to her hand and could notice, indeed, bite marks with blood flowing from the hand that had picked up the baby natang. He was right. It was necessary to treat the wound, not only for the health of the tawtute but also for their safety.
Ben was on a couch with the TV on, showing images he knew too well. A village where immense black smoke filled the sky.
He stood up and sighed. He grabbed the remote control from the table in front of him and turned off the TV. Voice: You seem to be carrying the weight of guilt.
The pilot looked up to see where the voice was coming from. A woman with dark black hair covering her back was from behind and seemed to be doing the dishes.
He approached her cautiously. Not believing what he saw. He must have been dreaming.
Woman: The line between dreaming and seeing is very fine Ben Thalyen.Ben: Who are you? The woman turned around. Her long black hair had a strand of black hair covering her left eye. Her features revealed her Asian origins.
Looking into her eyes, Ben saw the creation of life, land and water. He stepped back a few steps, stunned and then pulled himself together.
He looked at the woman with an angry look on his face. Annoyed. He tried to control his emotional outburst, but his hands trembled and tears flowed as Ben said, "Don't you dare take her appearance!
The woman was still calm despite the raised voice.
Woman: Why is that? Do you have any guilt towards her? Where is that other thing?
Ben: And what right have you to enter my mind and take her form?
Woman: That's not an answer. Ben sighed before returning to the couch and sat down.
Ben: What do you want from me?
The woman looked at him for a moment before smiling.
Woman: I see a spirit filled with grief and anger. Ben sighed: You're avoiding my question.
The woman began to become blurred before disappearing while saying one last word.
Woman: You'll know when the time comes.
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