#tomas 007

Madi might have been up most night debating whether or not she should talk to Tomas about this. She kept going back and forth mostly because even the fact that Guy came into her home meant that he was desperate enough to do something stupid, which meant the farm and the food was definitely in need or protecting. And Emre was good at that. She knew that.

But seeing Emre like that, almost as if he was completely out of it as he was holding Guy’s throat tighter and tighter terrified Madi and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get the image out of her head.

Even in the morning when she was doing the regular, daily tasks that had to be done, she was going back and forth, but once she was done with those, she has decided to talk to Tomas - worst case scenario, Tomas wouldn’t agree and nothing happens.

(Or maybe worst case scenario was that Tomas did agree and Emre was taken off the position and the next day the farm got burned to the ground because somebody did something stupid. But she didn’t want to think about that as an option.)

So she went to find Tomas, feeling a bit of relief that at least he was alone when she found him. She wouldn’t have to deal with others at least, make it seem like she was trying to have some super secret conversation with Tomas possibly about how they could have even more of the food for themselves. (Seriously, after what Guy has said, she wondered if other people have been thinking like that, if they thought they were trying to hoard everything for themselves.)

“Hey, sorry, I hope I’m not-- I hope I’m not bothering you at a wrong time.” She felt so nervous, Tomas could probably tell right away, but she was going along, not stop, not even for breathing. “I just-- I wanted to talk to you about something. Not something, someone. Emre. I wanted to talk to you about Emre for a moment. If you can spare the time. You-- I just wanted to ask you to take him off of the protection duty. If you can, that is. I know it’s important, like really, really important, I swear I do, but I don’t-- I don’t think it’s good for him.”

The pond wasn’t at all high on Tamyra’s list of bodies of water to go to if she wanted to either soak herself or go for a swim. The ocean was right there, vast and had a never-ending feeling to it which she’s always loved, and then if she just wanted to soak, there were the hot springs, they were much better for that purpose.

It was still a body of water, though and since Tamyra noticed that something was off with it, it was bothering her. First she thought it was just some kind of bad animal dying in it and that reacting badly to the water and its environment. Sometimes things happened and Tamyra didn’t always wanted to poke her nose into it.

But it didn’t clear out, it didn’t get better with time, and when she walked past it for maybe the fourth or fifth time, she watched a small bird dare to go near it (it was also strange, Tamyra could have sworn she hasn’t seen any of the farm or the wild goats go near it since the pond changed and got all stinky), dare to take a few sips from it and then once it started flying off, the bird’s until now perfectly working wings just gave out and the bird to fall right into the pond. It struggled for maybe one or two moments before it got sucked down below, and Tamyra couldn’t even have time to react or do anything, the next thing she knew, a pool of blood appeared where the bird was mere seconds ago.

She would not deal with this alone.

Granted, for a moment Tamyra didn’t want to deal with it at all, but it kept bugging her, kept creeping into her mind, so by the time she noticed Tomas and headed over to him, already talking. “Hey! Did something happened with the pond? Somebody used it for some kind of goat sacrifice or something? Or some kind of monster moved in there? Because I just—I am not even sure what happened with the bird, one moment it was drinking, the next it went—what the fuck has happened to you?” Tamyra couldn’t hold the initial shock back the moment she’s properly seen Tomas’ face. She was up in front of him in just a few strides, cupping his chin into her hands to be able to look at his face closer. “Who did this to you? Why would anyone do this to you?”