[prp] Famine of Flowers (Algarada and Dearth)

[Dooma]

There were some Mearh threw out the lands that had no concept of private property. The concept of permanence was another thing that seemed strange. No one could own something forever and any belongings or land could easily be taken away by another. So when a rather tall deathly thin stallion bad his way into the royal garden of the queen of swords it never crossed his mind he was trespassing.

The fact that here in window the gardens of the queen of swords was still if nearly full bloom had drawn the gaunt stallion to their bright colors. Stepping threw the garden the emaciated form's hooves made no sound for they never touched the ground above which he walked, for his hooves always remained several inches from it. One jet black wing hardly fan behind him and yet he still managed to hoover. When that wing did in fact flutter a feather or two would drop free falling to the earth.

Though the sky threaten to snow and the air had a frigid bite that could penetrate straight to ones bone. Even in the weather the gaunt figure worn very little about his hips hung a drab cloth as if for nothing more than modesty and about his shoulder was an old dusty shawl that rested over his shoulder and twisted down one arm. His hallow sunken eyes looked slowly and calmly over the flower before landing on a rather brilliant grouping of freshly bloomed daphnes. The pale blooms brother the sickly figure to duck down reaching out his long boney fingers towards them. Even ducking the way he was no part of him came any closer than seven inches to the ground. In his none out reached hand was clutched a scale. This scale was resting across his bent legs.  

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In the Eyes of the Queen, you are all equals....

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In the deep of the garden, trees lined a pond which was so clear it reflected the sky perfectly. The reflecting pool shone not the reflection of the queen who landed near it. The gentle whisper of her owl-like wings rippled the water but otherwise did not disturb it.

Her hooves clicked on stones as she strode a few paces to slow down, wings fluttering and twitching as if they knew more than she did. Knew someone had entered her sacred Jade Mirror Gardens...

The water lilies were still, the daffodils perked and waiting on more light... The foxgloves and orchids amply in bloom and their colors, a fantastical rainbow, all surrounded her majesty.

One flower, only one, caught her eye. A single velvety, indigo flower; the only one in the garden. Algarada bent to inspect it, seeing at that moment, out of the corner of her eye, a figure, ghastly and vague.

"You there," she raised immediately, "--Speak Friend, or Foe!" she commanded with a hand on her hip where her sword normally was...she had put it away for the time. She never took such weapons into the garden, they were not allowed, and this suddenly made her regret that decree....



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((OOC ; sorry for slow replies...forgot i had kempo tonite! D: ))

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[Dooma]

The only part of the kneeling stallion that seemed to have any real life and not leaning inches from death, his clear haunted blue eyes looked up from the flower clump he had been reaching for. His non slit ear flicked back lazily towards her voice. As his attention was slowly drawn towards her his hand drifting upwards touched the bloom he had been so en trawled with. Now sooner had his bony finger tip touched the soft smooth petal than it wilted withering.

As the very tall extremely thin hairless stallion stood the daphnes bush continued to grey and wither. The bright blue eyes slowly fell on the mare. He did not speak a word to her in one hand he held the impossibly thing handle of a faded golden scale. The cradles of which were tilted with the left side down. He stood facing her his bruised hooves not touching the ground.

Slowly as if realizing the slowly dying bush behind him the gaunt figure turned to place the end of the scales handle to the ground near the brush.  

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In the Eyes of the Queen, you are all equals....

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The queen was taken back at the full visage of her assailant, or whatever he was?! Her mind contemplated calling the guard but. for one such as this, was he death? Was he a ghost of her ancestors? She was not sure, but why send away one with such power? And with that her expression changed entirely.

"Specter, whoever you are, you need to communicate with me or I will have to call the guard," she spoke with utter certainty, for that is what would happen. No one had come to her gardens, no one ever got past the guard or the magic circles which protected the area.

"Will you not even speak to me, one who destroys such beautiful things?"


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((OOC ; sorry for slow replies...forgot i had kempo tonite! D: ))

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[Dooma]

The tall gaunt figure tilted his head at her at being called a specter. That was something he had not be called. His bright eyes grew thoughtful as the moved form her to his own body. He brought up his hand to look at the long thin digits. Maybe he did look a bit like a specter. His dry cracked lips curved into a very small smile.

As she spoke of destroying beautiful things both his ears flicked towards the queen even as his eyes turned back to the bush he was destroying. As he looked at it the bush the tarnished gold scale tilted to become even again. No sooner than the scales leveled out than the bush stopped withering.

He pulled the handle up and when he looked again to her his ears lowered a bit and he made a slow motion of sliding his fingers up along his throat and out towards her, then he waged a bony fingers side to side. Dearth might be able to do many things but to find his voice was not one of them. He had nothing to say to the queen of swords he had simply found the garden and wished to enjoy its beauty. He had had no intension of ruining the flower but her startling of him had caused such a reaction. He could right his error but he was sure that soon enough she would cry for the guards.  

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In the Eyes of the Queen, you are all equals....

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Algarada spoke again, or rather tried to, but seemed to understand frmo his gestures he could not and as she tried to choke out the shriek for the guards, she pitied him...His long deathly looking form was simply...pitiful. And that pity showed as her ears dropped and brow furrowed in half-confusion.

"I see."

Algarada dared not go close to him at all, but with his power, or what she assumed it was, she could not help but stay frozen to the ground, not a long breath or a gust of wind passed by, her wings still lightly flustered, glittered behind her int he sun, shading her face.

"Do not be long. And when you leave, do not return here."
She wanted to say that he frightened her, but she did not, it was below her status to admit weakness to someone, anyone, even her husband did not know how fierce he could seem. And he never would...


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[Dooma]

Dearth's ears lowered as he heard her cry out for the guard. It had been muffled and hardly audible but it had sounded none the less. He was sure that soon enough the guards would rush in if they were any good at their job. It seemed that his simple garden jaunt was not going to be so simple or that long.

As she looked at him almost gently in digust he noticed the way her wings flitted behind her. His head tilted to the side his long thing frame moving closer to her. He wonder what was making them flutter with no wind. They were fluffed up and seemed rather flustered they also looked rather healthy. He slowly reached out a long thing limb towards her his boney fingers extended and reaching out to try and graze against them.

Her words stopped his reaching hand from moving his head still tiled to the side as his sickly bright eyes fluttered up to hear face. He could not return to the garden? She was giving him an order. How selfish not to share such a beautiful thing with others. His soft eyes narrowed a bit as he lowered his arm his molting silkily black wing spread out behind him with a popping sound of bones that were rarely used. His eyes started to fill with something that was almost growing to anger.

If she was going to be that way he would make sure that nothing grew there any more. His boney fingers that had been reaching for her now wrapped around the tarnished scales.  

[DieKraft Fe-Amon]

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In the Eyes of the Queen, you are all equals....

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He had come uncomfortably close to her, his fingers nearly toughing her! The diseased looking digits retreated when she told him not to return. His movements sparked, almost crackled, but that could have been the creaking and crackling of old unused movement in his bones.

"---A" she spoke again, mouth open but nothing would come out, her flustered wings pumped against the ground sending a wave of wind in his direction, moving just the small coverings of clothing he had on. nothing on her moved, the armor shining in the sunlight, the strong back standing tall, queenly, the royal blood in her veins would not allow such simple defeat by his, anger? Was that the flicker of emotion she could see? What sort of power could he poses ??

Algarada did not speak, but she did not back down, the guards were a ways off, and with the no-fly zone being the garden, none but the royal family was allowed to do so in the Queen's presence, more out of respect than anything else.

Her nostrils flared and ears flicked animatedly back and forth, listening for the ever-louder clanking of guards' hooves and armor. She wondered then, would he flee? Would he limp away slowly and she have to call them off? She did not want him hurt...but she could not have her one safe place in the home she grew to love, invaded when ever whim struck the male! It was simply not done.

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