Passion that is Driven (Chapter 2: Take Your Time)
The Reckless Flyer laughed as she soared through the skies, passing by other people in their boats as the manta kept pace below the girl, while she just barely managed to avoid bumping into one of the boats.
"If only I could be allowed to go outside every once in a while, at least then I wouldn't always be stuck in the Vault."
Pausing, she glanced down at the manta.
In response, the manta honked, making the flyer grin beneath her mask as they raced over the desert.
Once they reached the city, Binah landed back onto the manta as they made their descent towards the entrance.
"Gee, I'm gonna miss flying, especially with you." Binah mumbled, gently patting the creature's head.
After landing, the girl walked with her bag in tow — after a brief check in with the guards.
The city was huge; people walking around the streets, with some playing a game of checkers, others racing each other through the streets and on the giant pipelines.
While others were lined up just outside of the Sanctuary, their arms littered with darkstone, the result of overexposure to darkstone technology draining their light.
The flyer couldn't bare looking at the unfortunate, opting to shoot looks at the manta — who was now flying above — as she felt an unexpected increase of her pulse. She gripped her bag tighter, walking a little faster as she made her way towards the end of the marketplace.
Binah paused though, looking up at the manta for a long moment...
"C'mere boy." The girl called the manta, who descended to hover closer to her.
Binah sighed, pressing her forehead against the manta's head, her hands gently cradling it.
"Look, just... fly off, alright? Not back to the Valley, but just — just make sure you're flying where you can hear my call, alright?" Binah said, her voice firm as she made eye contact with the creature of light.
The manta made a quiet sound, making Binah's shoulders slump as she hugged the creature one last time, before watching as they took off into the skies.
With a deep breath, the girl finally walked inside, making her way into the Vault of Knowledge.
She didn't know what she was expecting.
The Vault was bustling with activity; scholars and acolytes' alike walking around, doing their own tasks, or assisting with shelving the memory lanterns.
The flyer sighed as she walked past some of them, clutching her bag as she looked around.
The girl whipped her head around to see who that voiced belonged to, only to be met with the gaze of an acolyte with a blue cape.
Scoffing, the girl hugged her bag to her chest, staring at the acolyte.
"Well, yea, this is my first time here." she retorted, though not without calming herself down.
The acolyte hummed, before nodding their head. "Ah, now I remember, we are expecting a new student today; you must be them, aren't you." The acolyte murmured, as the flyer could only sigh.
"Yes, that would be me." she mumbled, her eyes furrowed.
Hearing that, the acolyte smiled beneath their mask. "Very well then, I will show you your quarters here, then after a week of accommodating yourself to your environment, you will begin your studies." they explained, observing the flyer as she squirmed where she stood.
"Alright... at least I don't jump into studying right away." Binah muttered to herself, following the acolyte to her quarters, where she placed her bag down and decided to explore the halls of the Vault — without bothering the others.
Hey, she may be reckless, but she knows how to show some decency.
