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 Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 3:58 pm
In a small, neatly kept and brightly lit shop in Barton Town, a slender man with mint colored hair, russet fox ears and a tail was quietly straightening up row upon row of decorative stationary. The shop seemed to be situated in a renovated home - the was a warm sitting room with a fire going to one side, and the acutal store area to the other. Stairs led upstairs to the proprietor's offices and storage (one might suppose).
There was also a room that appeared to be locked with a "Do Not Enter" sign posted on it in several languages. One might do well to stay quite well away from said door, if one knew what was good for them.
At any rate, the kitsune was dressed warmly as he set about his task, tending the Shop. Normally his business associate (and much nicer person to deal with) took the front of the shop while he handled things behind the scenes, but Huni Pi had some pressing business, and that left Syrie to the front.
He hadn't had many customers thankfully - he was very tired from lack of restful sleep and from the strange gem hanging from his neck. Still, the kitsune wasn't going to shirk his duties - no, he was listening quite well for the tell-tale jingle of the shop's door being opened; the sound of a customer.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 4:49 pm
With nothing but the same, boring routine for the past few days, Felinxis had made the decision to break the chain and had ventured off to Barton without the company of his chattering Feien and meangerie of pets, for an afternoon of street-walking and the occasional burst of Christmas shopping.
His blue-grey eyes darted around the popular Gaian town as he walked, taking in the sites of various shoppers, families, buildings and the Christmas decorations that were slowly emerging. He continued on his path, gently touching his smoking pendant that was clasped around his neck.
As he walked he approached a door and with an overwhelming sense of curiosity, the elven fey pushed the door open and stepped in side. As the door was opened his incoming presence was announced by the jingle-jangle of a bell.
Felinxis glanced around the store he had just entered. He began to walk around the store, examining its contents as he went. a polite "Hello," was ushered by the customer to the kitsune shop keeper.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 6:31 pm
Well, it might not look like it, but the Stationary Store was actually a wonderful place to go if you wanted to step outside of the "same old, same old" -- all sorts of interesting things happened there from time to time...like children, born from books! But that was something behind locked doors, and most customers never saw that.
"Greetings. Can I help you find anything?" Syrie's voice was low and clear despite his exhaustion and he managed to smile at the elven customer. His expression faltered a little bit when he realized that the necklace the other man was wearing was 'ghosting' like the one around his own neck!
"Oh, you're a ...you've got one too?" Brilliant, really...usually he was much more intelligent sounding, but with his current physical and emotional state...it wasn't going to happen.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 5:34 am
The elf picked up a small pencil as he proceeded around the store. Normally he didn't have the inkling to check out writing tools and books. It wasn't his thing, but Felinxis had, on the influence of chance to enter the store.
"I'm sorry what?" He replied when the store keeper replied, placing the pencil back in its original position.
Felinxis looked over the fox man again before realizing what he meant. "Oh. one of those. I guess you say I could."
He touched the crystal dove around his own neck before the elf approached the counter. Felinxis never expected to find another Iridae guardian so soon, especially one that had their charge at the same 'stage' Kiyoshi was.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 5:13 pm
Syrie hadn't really expected to meet anyone with the same sort of 'child' so soon either, but this was a very pleasant prospect indeed - never mind that the kitsune was generally extremely hermit like. "I see your crystal cracked? Have you had any...problems? Anything odd?"
Syrie's words came out in a rush; he really wasn't good with speaking to others in this manner. Talking with the Medium had been different, he'd had a purpose then, Ruka had guided him there...talking with this gentleman was altogether different. Socializing wasn't really one of his strong points!
"Oh, I'm sorry...how rude of me." The slender man put out one long-fingered hand in greeting, the left curled around his gem almost reflexively. "My name is Syrie Zaire, my business partner and I own and operate this shop." The slight-lavendar wisp danced around the kitsune's curled fingers as though it wanted attention.
Ruddy ears flicked back and forth nervously, "And this..." He lifted the gem slightly, "is Rukashel."
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 7:13 pm
Felinxis shook his head to the kitsune's first question. "No... nothing has happened yet, unfortunately."
He took Syrie's hand in his own and gave it a firm shake. "My name is Felinxis N'irar. Nice shop you have too..." Replied the elf, giving his own intorduction.
He pointed to the emminating dove around his own neck. "This is Kiyoshi. He apparently guards innocence, according to the Medium." Felinxis continued.
The Medium. Their meeting was so long ago, but the crabby nature of the grown Iridae had stayed with him, and Felinxis hoped he would never have to encounter her again, expecially after she had taken him so close to death.
Felinxis paused before posing a question. "So, how is your crystal going? I mean, has anything happened? I'm just waiting and waiting for it to burst into a child or something..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 7:56 pm
"I would not consider myself unfortunate to have nothing happen. Rukashel is the Dream Guardian, and I've been quite unable to sleep properly since his gem came into my care." And the kitsune did look rather worn, his hair was flat and dull (despite being mint colored) and his shoulder drooped just a little.
"Ah, innocence. That is an excellent thing to be a guardian of. I believe that the Iridae perhaps have trouble retaining their own. Innocence, that is." During his meeting with the Medium, she had mentioned as much.
For whatever reason, he did not find the strange and hermit-like woman too worrisome; he could well understand how she might have become such a grouchy, unlikable creature. Then again, he'd been very tired, perhaps he had been too tired to notice much beyond the woman's words. "Ah, you met the Medium? What did you think? Did she tell you what to expect?"
There was a bit of a pause, but again...Syrie wasn't very good with social situations, so he spoke again; words tumbling across each other. "I feel that Ruka will come out soon...but I cannot be certain. I've never been near Iridae before, let alone one that walks in Dream." Not "dreams" but Dream - the place Between where the conscious and unconsious met and the Lord of Dream held sway. "Actually, yes. But that may be due to the...child's ability to Dreamwalk. I find it difficult to sleep."
He wasn't complaining though - he'd promised he would care for the child, and he would deal with Ruka's gem siphoning his life-force and keeping him from sleeping properly until the boy was "born".
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 5:19 am
Felinxis paused before recounting his experience with the Medium. It wasn't exactly the best experience he had. "I met the Medium shortly after I found Kiyoshi. I was drawn to her home, where we talked. I didn't believe what she said however. So she ripped Kiyoshi from me... and honestly I felt like I was going to die. It was horrid." He touched the ribbon which held Kiyoshi around his neck, subconsciously making sure it was still there.
"So my experience with her wasn't the best of encounters. I really hope I never have to meet her again." He finished, a bitter hint to his words.
"Dream Guardian eh?" Did that mean once he was 'born' he could enter Felinxis' dreams? He hoped not. "Sleeping isn't really a problem for me. When Athemius is not acting like a child." He said, mentioning his small Feien Fairy.
"How can you tell that it is near? I have no clue." Secretly he hoped it was soon.
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 2:13 pm
Syrie listened intently to the other man, ear tips flicking as Felinxis related his encounter with the generally unpleasant Death Iridae. The words falling upon his large russet colored ears were quite disturbing to the kitsune - his encounter with the Medium had not been nearly as traumatic as Felinxis was relating.
"My own meeting with the Medium wasn't nearly so...dire, and yet I don't relish another meeting either." No, Syrie had done just fine with the white-robed figure though she had certainly rubbed him the wrong way on a personal level.
Talk of Ruka brought his silver-grey eyes back into focus and his train of thought returned to the present. "Yes, Dream. That's currently why I have problems sleeping. Ruka is always there." The small demi-human blinked a bit, "Athemius?"
"Oh, I'm not completely certain, of course...but...with Rukashel feeding from my life force, I can feel him becoming stronger." It also helped that the kitsune was empathic, he could read his gem and the wisp enough to gather the clues that led him to his hypothesis. "Also...there are many variables..." But he trailed off and shook his head; no need to try to explain something so dryly scientific that it would bore anyone but the most die-hard researcher.
"It's a feeling I get, that's pretty much it. And my hope, also."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 4:46 pm
It was Feinxis' turn to listen, and thats what he did. He wondered if it would be possible for Kiyoshi to have an effect on his innocence, like Syrie's Rukashel was affecting the kitsune's dreams.
"Would it be possible that Kiyoshi could hvae an affect on my innocence?" Felinxis asked himself out load, not really caring if the other responded or not.
Felinxis pondered exactly how to word the answer to his aquaintance's next question. His Feien could certainly have many different explanations. "Anthemius is.. well he is my Feien Fairy, though I though faires would be a calm and gentle, sensible race. He is quite different."
"You can feel his feeding off your life-force? I can't really tell. I'm always really worn out by the end of the day. Though I am finding myself sleeping in longer." Felinxis smiled to himself. He didn't know if that was a result of Kiyoshi, or some form of laziness finally showing in the elf.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:11 pm
Syrie didn't have the answer to Felinxis' question, all that he could do was guesstimate and suppose. "It's possible, but I can't be certain as I know very little about the Iridae in general." He did believe it could be possible, but likely not until Kiyoshi was much 'older' -- the Medium had stated that Ruka was much, much too strong for his 'stage'.
"Ah, I've heard of the Feien Fairies, though I've never seen one up close...I imagine, as any Gaia-touched creature - they are quite ...interesting." And changable. Odd how the magic of Gaia tended to effect everything.
The silver-eyed kitsune nodded slowly and absently touched the gem resting against his chest on it's silver cord. "Yes. But that is...well, my kind...." He didn't know quite how to explain that it was his very nature to notice things like that.
"I'm not certain if that's because of your gem, or just your nature..." Ouch, he hadn't meant to imply that the other man was lazy...it had just come out -- there was a reason that Syrie Zaire was a hermit and rarely came out to tend the shop: he was not good with others! "My apologies, I'm not used to conversing with others..."
As his discomfiture was quite apparent, the russet fox couldn't meet the other's eyes any longer so he did what he was supposed to be doing and offered up a very nice cream colored stock with green stripes in a fairly masculine pattern, his long-fingered hands tremoring slightly -- not all of it was from his embarassment, he was exhausted.
"Again, I apologize....Huni is usually here to greet our clients..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 4:30 am
Felinxis' eyes flitted from the man to the pendant around his neck. At the mention of his own 'nature' Felinxis mearly turned away and dismissed the notion, not showing whether he was offended or not.
With his slender elven fingers he brushed a stray lock of his black hair behind his pointed ear and looked at the items the kitsune had just offered. "No thankyou," Felinxis was not interested in the small stationary, and feeling that he had sent enough time in the presence of the kitsune and his Iridae, the elf turned and headed towards the door. "Farewell." He uttered as he strode out the door, absently touching the crystal dove as he left.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 8:55 am
Syrie's delicate ears twitched a little bit; he could tell that his comment had an effect upon the elvish man and he felt foolish though he couldn't help his sometimes coarse manner of addressing things.
He had most assuredly not meant anything ill by saying that...but alas, it was too late to take it back; with a bit of a mental shrug the kitsune nodded graciously to his 'guest'.
"Have a pleasant day, both of you." No mention was made of talking again; he didn't think he could handle it in his present state - but the kitsune did want to speak with Felinxis again the in the future...if nothing else, their Iridae could play together, perhaps...once they both had materialized.
"Old fox, you really need to stop scaring away customers..." Syrie murmured to himself as he sat behind the counter.
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