Turning the page
"Bankun the seamstress *says a young guard with a pout*.
- Kikoo la d'jeun. Bha why this mine?
- Hey! Is it true you're packing?
- Yes, I'm sorry, but I don't belong here anymore. Oshimaru must have left by the roots, I think. I only came to the camp to be by his side. You know your strict rules: it's forbidden to mix or hunt with a homin if he's not a marauder.
- Well, what about us? *says another young guard* Don't we count?
- I'm going to miss you d'jeuns and these wakes too.
- Bah, yes! You didn't tell us about your weddings.... and the arrival of Bipbip. *caressing the yubo who ran to him when he heard his name and gave him a lick*.
- Yes, I see you've also adopted Bipbip [i]*smiles*. But I'm not a marauder, you know that. Have you seen me hunting with you? Did I follow your lead? No, I'm just being myself. Oshi hasn't come back from his trip, but I promised him I wouldn't leave the Ecorce, that I'd be there by his side. I guess I didn't mean that much to him. Once again, my heart played a trick on me.
- Will you come back to see us? Oh no, I'm stupid *says a guard, tapping his forehead*. The old folks won't let you in.
- Bah! Who's going to do the wakes for us?
- I'll be back to see you, don't worry. What I propose... *reflects*
- We give you a free pass, yes! That's right. *says a young man with conviction
- But no, silly, old people will never *a young guard replies. She's not a marauder, she doesn't pass by.
- Oh, I know, I'll mail you my stories. *looking at his yubo* and Bipbip delivers them to you. How does that sound?
- Wait, I'll go see the old man. *sees a young guard running towards the tent of the camp's wise man*.
- Where are you going? The seamstress
- I stay in the desert *smiles*. Pecus offered to rent me a room. I hope the sunbathers don't make a fuss when I get back. The tower guards know me well. I've got a hall there.
- Bah! If things don't work out, call us and we'll come and beat the shit out of those unshaven bastards! *said a young man in a huff
- Hihi z'êtes gentil les d'jeuns. But don't get into trouble. Pecus will help me and I still have a few privileges. I buy my gazette there, I get my barrels of shooki there, and I have my stock there. I'll be all right. *she said, remembering that on her last visit, a young fyros had called her a matis*.. I'll have to tame them again.
- Hey dressmaker *said the young guard running back*. The wise man agrees about Bipbip, but he wants to see you before you leave.
- I'll be off then, as Kalista and my pack toubs are ready." *heading for the wise man's tent
"Bankun the seamstress *says a young guard with a pout*.
- Kikoo la d'jeun. Bha why this mine?
- Hey! Is it true you're packing?
- Yes, I'm sorry, but I don't belong here anymore. Oshimaru must have left by the roots, I think. I only came to the camp to be by his side. You know your strict rules: it's forbidden to mix or hunt with a homin if he's not a marauder.
- Well, what about us? *says another young guard* Don't we count?
- I'm going to miss you d'jeuns and these wakes too.
- Bah, yes! You didn't tell us about your weddings.... and the arrival of Bipbip. *caressing the yubo who ran to him when he heard his name and gave him a lick*.
- Yes, I see you've also adopted Bipbip [i]*smiles*. But I'm not a marauder, you know that. Have you seen me hunting with you? Did I follow your lead? No, I'm just being myself. Oshi hasn't come back from his trip, but I promised him I wouldn't leave the Ecorce, that I'd be there by his side. I guess I didn't mean that much to him. Once again, my heart played a trick on me.
- Will you come back to see us? Oh no, I'm stupid *says a guard, tapping his forehead*. The old folks won't let you in.
- Bah! Who's going to do the wakes for us?
- I'll be back to see you, don't worry. What I propose... *reflects*
- We give you a free pass, yes! That's right. *says a young man with conviction
- But no, silly, old people will never *a young guard replies. She's not a marauder, she doesn't pass by.
- Oh, I know, I'll mail you my stories. *looking at his yubo* and Bipbip delivers them to you. How does that sound?
- Wait, I'll go see the old man. *sees a young guard running towards the tent of the camp's wise man*.
- Where are you going? The seamstress
- I stay in the desert *smiles*. Pecus offered to rent me a room. I hope the sunbathers don't make a fuss when I get back. The tower guards know me well. I've got a hall there.
- Bah! If things don't work out, call us and we'll come and beat the shit out of those unshaven bastards! *said a young man in a huff
- Hihi z'êtes gentil les d'jeuns. But don't get into trouble. Pecus will help me and I still have a few privileges. I buy my gazette there, I get my barrels of shooki there, and I have my stock there. I'll be all right. *she said, remembering that on her last visit, a young fyros had called her a matis*.. I'll have to tame them again.
- Hey dressmaker *said the young guard running back*. The wise man agrees about Bipbip, but he wants to see you before you leave.
- I'll be off then, as Kalista and my pack toubs are ready." *heading for the wise man's tent