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 Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 1:10 pm
Myrida crossed her arms and pouted. Here they were...in Zena. After all those wees of traveling. After all those weeks of watching odd things pass the caravans. It was a new place. It was her new home.
IT WAS COLD!!!!!!!
She sneezed pulling the cloak tighter around her. Great...she was in the worst outfit ever and now she was ankle deep in snow. Kicking out a small circle around herself she looked around. Her Dad was off gathering a few of his gang who were natives of Zena to get a lay of the land. She meanwhile was exploring, within view of the caravan she was calling home for now.
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 1:30 pm
Ai'ian was out for a walk in the cool crisp air, his feet crunched on the snow. He had a head wrap on because his walk took him near the entering caravans and he was not going to risk being accosted just for showing his feelers, besides it kept them warm too which was a benefit. Eventually when he was a little stronger he wouldn't have to hide he hoped then he would be too big to take on by any but a group or another blacksmith. There was a caravan now marching slowly along with a few people here and there on the outskirts. Hmm shifters it looked like...frozen shifters. Obviously not prepared..well he had extra cloaks at home, maybe he could offer her one. He waited for her to get closer. "Hello there. My name is Ai'ian, I hope your travels went well. Er, here, a gift of welcome." He held out his cloak. "I don't need it." Blushing he turned and started to walk off.
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 1:39 pm
Myrida blinked as she spun quickly in the direction of the voice. Oh, he's cute. Ice from the looks of him. She blinked at the gift and with a happy smile took it. Pulling the much too large cloak over the one she had. She gave a start before running after the male. "Wait a minute. My name is Myrida. I'm going to be living around here. Ai'ian, right." she ran till she was blocking his way and held out her hand. "Nice to meet you." She leaned slightly around him to watch as one of the guys opened a trunk only to jump back as a few cloths sprang out at them. She giggled before looking back to him, smiling widely.
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 9:57 pm
"Yes, nice to meet you too." Well at least she hadn't let him walk away, "Er is there something in that crate that made the cloths jump out?" He asked curiously. She had a lovely smile and seemed really rather spunky despite..or perhaps due to the cold. "My town is rather a small settlement, wouldn't even be able to call it a town, but it is near here too." "Are you perhaps a merchant then? Or something else? I intend to follow the path of the sword but hardly find time to pracrice I'm drawn so strongly to the forge and smithing. Of course if I couldn't fight that would be all I would want to do." He scratched his head, his two passions tended to confuse him somewhat. On one hand was the peace of the forge, on the other was the beauty of using a weapon, not for the violence but for the various forms and a little for the philosophy of it. A part of him thought that battlesport was beautiful but the rest objected to hurting anyone.
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 10:31 pm
Myrida listened. That sounded like their destination. A small place her father would use his wealth to spruce up here and there. She looked back and nodded. "Its a hobby of mine. I tinker with things, but sometimes they don't work so.." She shrugged then fell to his side while linking arms with him. "That sounds fun Ai'ian. I...I don't think you wanna know what my family does. Just know we don't hurt people who can't surpass it." She blinked. "I can't see myself not following my Dad's profession. I'm his only kid so...its my duty."
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 10:46 pm
He blinked as she linked arms with him, a perfect stranger, a cloak given did not an angel make but well she certainly was trusting. "Tinkering takes practice, you don't even want to know how many times I burnt myself starting out." He showed her a hand with healing pinkish marks, they wouldn't scar but they sure fussed at him. Ahh one of those kind of professions, he knew they were out there, but that they didn't hurt people was comforting. "Family is very important." he agreed not overly concerned about her profession since they weren't raving murderers. He was faintly concerned with the hurt, but well he was going to go the path of the sword how could he ever judge? "I am an only child too." He conferred. "I kind of hope they have another, they are still young yet." He didn't mention the journey to Aisha to do it, she hadn't seemed to notice his abnormally dark eyes yet, he wondered what would happen when she did. "Was the trip from Jauhar very far?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 11:07 am
Myrida reached out to take his hand in her two smaller ones. Running her thumb along one mark she hummed. "Must be a hard working craft you've chosen." The female figured the cold around here helped sooth the sting...maybe. As she looked over the marks, she wondered about their stories. There was one heavily scarred male her Dad was brothers with that had a story for each scar. Some she felt were made up because she heard he was a major klutz. The others were too detailed to be lies. She smiled at him. "Mhm! I only have one Dad, but all of his comrades are Uncle to me." She tilted her head. "It was indeed. Took us weeks to get up here. Dad didn't like hearing rumors of the Alks causing issues for the rest of us. So, he packed up the group and we came here..." She glanced back as she saw her Father, then smiled as a much bigger male held him from behind. It was something the whole group adored. The new guy who joined up when Myrida was small had been tasked with guarding her. After proving himself he revealed that he wanted Myrida's Father so bonding with the small girl was worth it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 11:27 am
"It is on both sides but both are too awesome to drop." He stared quietly at her tiny hands around his, almost no one touched him like that except his mother and she had known him from a lotus. Would Myr still stand this close if she knew what he was? "That sounds like a very fun family you have. Have the rumors gotten worse then? I am very glad to be up here potentially too cold for most of them." It was the truth too, here he had his mother, father and a land that he loved. Down there, well not all alkidike's were as nice as his beloved mother. "Thats your father then? He has good taste, his boyfriend looks like a blacksmith." Okay so he could be a bit shameless too, but the two men did look rather adorable together. "I hope he won't be opposed to me talking to you, I just thought you looked awfully chilled and Zena can be a bit harsh on newcomers." He shrugged. Taking his other hand to flip one of hers over and inspecting her palm. He put a bright blue stone in it. "For luck," he smiled. A piece of Zena to protect her, so Zena would know she meant to live here.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2015 11:47 am
Myrida chuckled as she nodded. "I was contemplating taking up a hobby. Maybe dancing since that would yield more benefit for me than anything." She loosened her hold on his hand as she looked up at the other male. "Oh great family...as for him. Yup. That's my Daddy!" she smiled brightly before waving. The smaller of the two males waved back as the bigger took a step towards them. The smaller one looked as if he grabbed his arm. Myrida giggled. "Looks like Daddy laid down a rule. For the most part unless I introduce my Dad to someone he doesn't interrogate them. Something about an unspoken signal he says..." she shrugged. She pulled the cloak closer. "Yeah I was...not used to the cold yet...she blinked as she looked down at the stone. smiling she looked up to the male. "So...Ai'ian, what else is there for us to do around here? I think the place we're going to is your home town. Dad said one of his brothers is a native there..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:15 pm
"Well I'm glad that particular rule is in place, I wouldn't want any of them coming after me." He grinned, looking back at her. "Er well, we do have a lot of mammu around, some raptrix in the high mountains and the fishing is quite choice...large fish, its fantastic. Other then that there is a bakery, a blacksmith, annnd the other normal things to be found in town. Dancing would probably be most welcome. Our town is mostly full of hybrids, their families and other outcasts for whatever reason, most of us have learned to appreciate the things other Zenan's do not." "As such I probably know your father's brother, what is his name?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:19 pm
Myrida had taken back to the other male's side. Her small hands hidden in the warm colds of the cloak as she hummed. Seemingly thinking on the list of names. The male her father talked about was more of a legitament half sibling of her father's. One who was raised in Zena by his mother. Name...she was told she was named in honor of him...oh what was it... "Oh...Mirodian. I was named in his honor. Dad said he's a Ice and Shifter hybrid who was raised here by his Mother. He's got a knack for knots..." she giggled.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 5:12 pm
"Mmm, I've heard the name before, and I've probably seen him, just not put name to man yet I'm sure. Its really a tiny town, all of us are pretty close knit." She was certainly being odd, he thought, if she wanted to hug him that badly why didn't she just do it, then her father could sick his boyfriend on him and he would have to run, but to flit around like a bird back and forth was starting to confuse him a little. He stepped back, "Sorry, got a chill," Idly he wondered if the hug would have been worth the chase, but they were new comers and he wasn't about to go stirring that pot if he could help it. They were approaching the village finally. "There it is, your new home, I hope you like it cause its a long cold walk to anywhere else." He chuckled. "Come I'll show you the forge and you can warm up there."
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2015 11:47 am
Myrida nodded. "That's fine." Her arms retreating into the warmth as she started to walk backwards as the other male talked. Heedless of the fallen snow covered log behind her the female stopped short of it to nod. "I see it...so...where is your FORGE!!!!!!!" she squeaked out the last word as she started walking again. Only to knock the back of her knees on the log and falling over it. She sprawled on the snow covered ground springing up to shiver. "Oh Lunar Mother that's cold!!!!!!" she pouted as she looked back to the male.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 10:32 pm
He peeked over the log but before he could think to help her up she was already standing and most cold looking. Caught by a whim he hugged her close. "Yes, its best to not get any snow on you at all or it melts to water." He let her go, "Hopefully that helped you warm up." "My forge is about in the center of town, I share it with my mentor Brighton, technically it is still his forge. It will be plenty warm there, I usually have to take my shirt off or risk keeling over when I'm by the coals. She was quite adorable if a little odd at times, mostly her being so close all the time, he had never been that close before without working on a project with someone she seemed to just drift close like a rather pretty magnet. "However the town is not that big so we are pretty close already."
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 2:54 pm
The slender shifter smiled up at him when he hugged her. It worked well enough. She kept her hands hidden as the male went on. Hiding the fact she managed to slip out a few small trinkets the male had in a pocket. Tucking them away into the inner pockets of her small cloak she made sure to keep her arm movements small. She nodded. "Let's go!!" Moving close to him again she liked the warmth he seemed to give off. Looking around she marveled at the difference in scenery. "Its beautiful up here..."
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