Sarinah held Rovin's hand lightly, her curiosity perked. Leading her out of the caoja, she wondered where they were going. The night air was cool and everything was so empty, most residents of the city either at the Ball or the Caoja. Following the mysterious wick, he led her up a set of side stairs on a rather tall building. As Rovin let go of her hand, Sarinah walked behind him and stopped. It was absolutely breath taking. You could see the whole of Vienda. The Caoja was a beautiful, blinking coloured lights and occasional fireworks. The ball was a twinkling of pale orange light and glittering reflections. Everything else was almost dark, with just a smattering of lights here and there. Out in the dives she spotted a few red lights, the telltale red lanterns outside of Cooks' Place.



She sat down beside him, dangling her legs over the side. It was a long way down and she felt a little giddy, but it was too beautiful to be afraid. A light breeze blew her hair gently around her face, as she reached up to tuck a loose lock behind her ear. Behind them, a bander had plopped down. Sarinah had noticed him following them and assumed he belonged to Rovin. She looked at the man.

"It is pathetic. Everyone is caught up in the rat race. So consumed with living out their lives, they never stop to really live them." She sighed and looked out across the town.

"Even a laoso chip like me. I never set out to do this Rovin. I drifted from my home, ready to settle down. Benny job, start a family. But working at Cooks, things changed. I changed. Sometimes I want to dust, but it ent as easy as that. You start working at the Place, you die working at the Place." Looking at him, she laughed.

"Look at me, making it sound like a prison. It's not. I think I even enjoy the work. Having kov's practically worshiping the ground I stand on every night, its powerful stuff. But I'm a long way from the innocent boch that left Dorhaven."

Sarinah listened and watched, letting him guide her through his speech. She was amazed at how deep and inciteful it was. There was more to this kov then met the eye. He was more than a magician, he was a traveler, a poet. He loved the land and seemed so angry that people let themselves be walked on.



She listened to the change in his voice. It was actually a thrill to him, the idea of travelling where he'd never been before. Part of her felt the excitement along with him.



Her eye's sparked with idea's. He was right, she knew he was. The sheer thought of just running away from it all was almost enough to make her leave right now. But she wasn't ready yet. She had grown up learning that home is somewhere you can settle down, the idea of making home where you lay your head was almost terrifying.



She looked at him, silently contemplating the man who had wrapped around behind her in his talking.

"You make it all sound so easy. And fun, the traveling. If only everyone could see that way Rovin." She reached up and stroked his cheek with the back of her hand.

"We could do that you know. Set the wheels in motion. I would plant the seed through the Place, you could do it through your magic." Her eyes seemed far away, thoughts of leading a rebellion dancing in her head. Smiling, she mentally pushed them away.

"Silly, I know. But the thought is nice. I can't leave Cook's without some cash behind me. And I don't want to be alone." She thought about spending night after night alone in forests and side roads, traveling from place to place. It just wasn't something she could see herself doing. It wasn't that she was scared, she just didn't like being alone. It was depressing.

"Thank you Rovin, for opening my eyes." She said, brushing her thumb across his lips softly. He had re-opened a part of her heart and mind that she had locked away in the years she had worked for Cook. Hesitantly, she leaned forward slightly and kissed him on the corner of the mouth, almost on the cheek. She wasn't sure what Rovin was feeling right now, and didn't want to disrespect him by assuming he would want a brothel dancer giving him a proper, passionate kiss. Although her entire body screamed with the urge to do so. Her heart was racing, pounding hard in her chest.

Sarinah watched the tall, wonderfully deep man walk into the darkness and disappear. She hadn't expected him to be so much more than just a curiously familiar face in a crowd. But Rovin had opened her eyes and her heart towards possibilities she forgot she had. He'd awoken her dreams again.

The bander behind her approached, and looked at her with its amazing yellow eyes, then gave her a quick lick before bounding off. Part of Sarinah felt something like acceptance then. She smiled, wiping her cheek. Sitting on the roof top still, she looked across the town again, wondering where Rovin would take himself from here. She hoped he wouldn't be a stranger for long, and perhaps he was right.

"See you on the road, kov." She said quietly, watching the world go by.