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 Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 3:33 pm
(( Gonna leave this open for the first two people that want to respond. ))
It was of little consequence that as the sun started to go down, the pair started to rise. There was no rule in Ghenza that required one to work during the day, and so Damian and Damiansk simply did not. There was some demand for cobblers at all ours of the day, and it assure that one could drop off their good and have it completed by the next morning they needed it.
The miriad of colors, broad and stretched out, had begun to diminish. In the cooling, evening air, Damiansk's puff of breath was visible only as a swirling display of heat against a dark, colorless background.
Damian saw it, because he had to look where she looked. With one foor, he tapped her lightly on the side. The feeling of coiling muscles as she rose and started off across Ghenza was pleasant, familiar. It was nicer at night; they could see.
The rocks Damiansk tiptoed her way over still glowed gently. The heat of the sun had not yet left them, and as certain plants shifted from collection of energy to production, they too, gave off that eerie glow of heat. It was easy for Damian to understand.
They were going, simply, to collect some supplies from the leatherworkers. It would be quick business - in, out, back to work. But, it needed to be done all the same.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 3:52 pm
The long day's work at the farm was over and the dishes all clean from that evening's meal. There was nothing left for the young girl to do. Often she'd sneak out her window and crawl up the trellis beside it to sit on the rooftop and gaze up at the stars. If there was more light - say that of a full moon, Rinee might have brought her basket weaving materials with her, but as things stood, it was not.
Little Rinee let out a sigh. She was obviously bored. Some nights she had the patience to sit there and do nothing but look at the stars. This didn't seem to be one of those nights. Part of her hoped she'd see someone traveling along the rode that went by her home, but she doubted it - not many ventured out at night. At least, not many that she'd seen.
Maybe she'd get lucky though.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 9:42 pm
Head swinging to and fro, Damiansk made her way past the varying rows of cultivated nature and up into the housing complexes that rested above the fields.
It wasn't until an oddity disturbed her that she stopped. Head raised in the night, she snuffled and flicked her tail.
Why is It up so high?
The image came sweeping into his own mind, and Damian squinted. Although the action did not help him any in truth, it helped him concentrate on the heat that seemed to be elevated from the ground. Almost floating in a sense. The house was hard to distinguish at first, but the subtle wafting heat from the windows were eventually apparent when the sun faded away.
Now their eyesight was really at its prime.
We should say hello. Damian pressed, his heels bumping into Damiansk's sides lightly.
I do not want to. It is bad. They do not sit on top of things. They go inside them.
The persistent press against the wher's mind cause her to eventually slink forwards, her head low, tail snapping to and fro in obvious warning.
"Hey," Damian called when he was close enough, waving his arm in the night.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 10:00 pm
Rinee must have found herself caught in some sort of daydream - no doubt to distract herself from her boredom - to have not heard the pair, for when Damian called out to her, Rinee jumped.
"oh~! Hello there!" Rinee waved in return.
Wasn't this convenient? Just when she was hoping someone would come by, they did! What extraordinary luck!
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 10:11 pm
When the girl jumped, Damiansk let out a snarl. It quickly ceased when the girl started talking, though there was a slight thrumming in the back of her throat that was ready to strengthen at any moment.
Damian himself simply smiled in her direction. The wave he hardly caught as Damiansk was too busy thinking in odds and ends to pay much attention to the sight aspect.
Both her reddened eyes were focused on the girl, and eventually, the quiet returned.
Ask It what it is doing.
At the wher's prompt, Damian shifted in his position. The suede coat of Damiansk was familiar beneath his palms.
"Damiansk would like to know what you are doing on the roof." Another smile accompanied these words.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 10:02 am
"Oh look LexMine, there's a girl on the roof there... What's her name again? I can't remember, we don't know her well."
A girl on a roof was the least of his worries. Why had he let Alexisk talk him into flying? He hated flying, even with the strap things he'd got a dragon rider to make up for him. Heights he had no issue with at all, he could stand on the highest mountain without cringing away from the edge, so long as he knew the edge was stable anyway. It wasn't being high up that was the problem, it was having his feet off the ground, and no real control over his situation.
"Maybe we should go down and see?" he suggested tightly to his partner as she swooped a careful circle above the house. "I can't tell you who she is from up here," he went on, "I don't have your nose, and my eyes are nearly useless at this time of the day."
"Your eyes are shut Mine," Alexisk pointed out cheerfully as she circled down towards the ground.
"And that," the tailor allowed grumpily, "just land, will you?"
"Alright, alright, I'll land now Mine!" the green chirped as she reached out for the ground with her forefeet. "Looks like we're not the only ones coming to see what she's doing," she added as she touched down, "there's Damiansk with Damian."
"Nrgh," Alexius commented intelligently as he was jolted forward uncomfortably. "Right," he added as he unfastened the straps and climbed to the ground, swearing not for the first time that he'd never let Ali talk him into flying again. "Ah, good evening Damian," he called to the blind cobbler once he'd dusted himself off. Having greeted the other wher handler, he turned his attention to the girl on the roof. "Rinee?" he didn't have much to do with the girl but he thought that was her name. "What are you doing up there?"
"Damian already asked that," Alexisk told her handler belatedly, "while you were busy with your eyes shut!" Then, to Damiansk, she added; "Good evening!" in a cheerful tone of voice.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 10:45 am
Damiansk's snarl scared the little girl a bit, making her pull her knees up closer to her, though she was certain it's handler would keep Damiansk from hurting her - after all, wouldn't that be some sort of uproar!?
"I was watchin the stars!" She said brightly. It was a familiar question almost childlike in it's simplicity that it made her feel more comfortable. And to think that Damiansk wouldn't know why a little girl would be up on a rooftop at night amused her.
Then of course, she had the tendency to ramble on about unimportant aspects just like any twelve year old girl; "But I got bored so I started daydreaming,...but I guess since it's not day you can't really call it that uh-"
Rinee's ramble was cut short when she heard another land nearby. Brown eyes strained to see, but couldn't tell very well, though she would soon find out when he called her name.
"Hi~!" She couldn't remember his name, but that was no surprise - she had the memory of a fish anyway! She answered, again; "Star gazing!" The little girl was never short on smiles or enthusiasm it seemed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 8:11 am
The other wher returning to land was not on Damiansk's happy list. There was a loud, anguished screech as the wher moved to the let and out of the way of the landing animal.
Stay in your space, the wher growled in response to Alexisk's friendly greeting. There were now two humans and a wher that she had to watch.
Calmly, Damian put a hand on her shoulder, and though her eyes still had a faded orange tinge to them, the wher's body noteably relaxed.
"Greetings, Alexius," Damian said as the man arrived. They were nice. Perhaps a bit eccentric, but Damian did not mind that now and again. It gave some spice to the world.
In response to the girl's words, the young boy turned his head to look up. There were no stars that he could see, and His was too busy watching other things to be bothered with little ugly specks in the sky.
"We can just call it nightdreaming," Damian answered quite simply. The interruption between the conversations did not seem to stop him from responding to the first.
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 8:30 am
"Oh?" Alexius looked up; there were rather a lot of stars out, he hadn't really noticed before what with the clinging on for dear life and everything. "Right..." If that was his daughter, she'd be getting a right hiding just about now for sitting up on a roof; not safe in the least. Still, she wasn't his, so he really didn't see it was any of his concern, though if she fell off he would be expected to do something about the situation. Stupid girl.
"Well at least she's nice," Alexisk groused to her handler, her good mood somewhat squashed, "not like Damiansk, she's always so cross!" With no good reason that she could see, either. Well, fine, she would stay in her space, and she would ignore the silly grumpy thing. Instead, she transfered her gaze to the warm shape of the girl on the roof and called a greeting to her instead. "What was she dreaming about?" she went on to Alexius. "Do ask her!"
...Egh. He wasn't really interested himself, he'd only agreed to land for the very sake of landing, not to talk to Rinee. Still, might as well humor the wher, she'd sulk if he didn't. "What were you... nightdreaming about?" the tailor asked, raising his head to regard the child again. "Alexisk wants to know." He was going to get a crick in his neck from talking to her all the way up there. Lovely.
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