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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 2:29 pm
Sarya flushed and shrunk a little under the attentions. "I-I- Tha-thank you v-very much, wing sister," she managed to sputter out. "We, um, came here through a m-magic.. b-box... and a big stag stole it away, s-so we're stuck like you said. But..." She scooted over to Elly as she averted her gaze carefully over to him, embarrassed. "E-Elly said his gramma c-can.. send us home."
Finished drying off Druw's shell, Gregorio tossed the towel away with the same carelessness as his collar and hopped back on. He looked around and only just seemed to have noticed his passengers were headed for a detour and sighed. "I said we'd guide you to these lands, but if you're fine now I'm afraid Druw and I must be off. Letters and such to deliver."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:57 pm
"Thats unlikly fleggling." she said in a soft tone. "Even the cold queen Maeve lacks enough power to open a way back to the material plane." She sighed. "So unless that buck brings back that box your goign to be stuck till the fading lands open again." She ruffed Saryas wet hair. "The least I can do if offer you a dry dress." She gestured up to the ship with the iron ladel in her hand. "I'll even give you a lift up so you don't have to take all those stairs." The tossed crew hand croked at the idea. "..not you." she growled at him.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 7:58 am
"Ah..." Sarya looked at Elly for guidance, confused and crestfallen. He said they could go home after they got here! She climbed on a snail and crossed a pit of lava for this!
Gregorio wistled as he and Druw began inching along toward the inside of the tree, apparently taking the nonexistent response as an answer.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 1:27 pm
Elly frowned, had he been wrong? His ears flattened back against his skull and he looked at sarya. "....a dry dress wouldn't bebad for you, your mama would blame me if you got sick." He shooed her forward.
The woman grinned. "Thats right, a woman should always be able to take pride in her appearance." She quickly scooped Sarya up into her arms, her large wings unfolding as she too a few hard beats to lift off. "That slug will show you the way up!" She called to elly and lahn as she flew straight up to her ship. The woman smiled, her bandana keeper her hair mostly in place. "My names Lirit flegling, and you are?"
The 'slug' groaned as he rolled onto his back. "....damn the bells and that woman." he muttered. Elly poked him. "...you dead lil slug." "....I wish I were dead." He sat up. "....where's my mop."
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 1:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 3:47 pm
Peep looks so freakin' molestable. *drool* For Lirit:  ...I kinda forgot how hard it is to make long posts with only one character. >>;
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 3:52 pm
Sarya stiffened and felt growing fear at being alone, even with another wing-sister. She swallowed hard and forced herself to reply politely, as Revered Gwenllian had always taught that politeness is very important in Faerie. "I-I'm Sarya der Nawat, p-pleased to m-meet you..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 6:47 pm
She smiled gently at her as they soared up over the edge of the boat and landed with a soft thud on the deck. "Cook on board!" she yelled to no one in particular. But sever fey heard the screech and quickly made themselvse scarse on deck, a few climbing up into the riggings.
Lirit made a few clicking sounds to herself as she set little sarya down on the deck. "My rooms is down under deck, follow me." she starte across the deck and down a flight of stairs. Passing the galley shw opened a door for sarya and followed in behind her. It was a realitivly small room and was filled with trunks, stacked up on one another. Hanging up in the corner of the room was a hammock that must have served as Lirits bed.
"Dresses..dresses..." She started to pick through a trunk then another, tossign out pans, paper and other assorted items. "Ah hah!" she pulled out a few graments of clothign that looked like they were small enough to fit Sarya. "Look though here, somthign should fit you." she kept digging, pulling our a few silk party dresses, a velvet vest...in fact all the clothing looked expensive.
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Elly watched them vanish above the boat and frowned. "Great, she stuck me with the bard." me muttered just loud enough for Lahn to hear. Sighimg he started twordes the tree, not caring if Lahn followed, after all, he had his dagger.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 7:36 pm
Sarya took wary notice of the fearful crew and the odd personality/mood spikes this strange wing-sister seemed to be having. However, to Elly's insistence she followed Lirit and joined her in the room below deck. Her much smaller, paler hands shifted through the dresses tossed her way.
"These are all so beautiful..." she murmured, more to herself, as she stared at a pretty spring-themed one with living flowers sewn on. "Where in the world did you get so many?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 7:41 pm
"Oh, well the men here had NO taste in clothing so when ever we get any I go through them and pick out what I like. I can take them home to all my sisters and dress them up. Most of them don't even need alterations for wings!" she sighed contently trying a deep blue dress up against Sarya that had swirling designs of stars and moons that actully moved.
She smiled. "Mmm, you wear the night sky well little one."
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 9:49 pm
"Th-thank you," she blushed at the complement. "Wing-sister, what flock are you from? How did you get trapped in Faerie, too?"
"Lirit?" called out a handsome baritone voice in passing. "Are you in your room?"
Sarya continued, "whos that?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 12:01 pm
Lirits tawny eyes grew twice there normal size at hearing the voice. "Captain~ heart " She called in delight, all but throwing herself out her the door into the hallway.
The high elf scrambled out of the way, but was too slow and was landed upon by the flier. He wheezed in pain under her weight. "...crush..ing... lungs..."
"Don't be silly, you don't need those~ heart I'm light as a feather!"
Sarya stared uncertainly from inside the nearly broken-off door. "Umm..."
"Damn it, get off already..." Reluctantly, Lirit pulled up off him, still smiling dreamily. The elf's violet-gray eyes flicked over to Sarya, who gawked at him, still holding the dress with moons and stars. He was in fancy captain's dress and a large, handsome feathered hat had been knocked off his head, revealing shoulder-length raven-black hair. "Who's that?"
Lirit blinking, remembering Sarya. "Wing-sister."
"...why is she on my ship?"
"Getting dressed. That buffoon with the long ears got a mop string in my soup, and then got this poor girl completely wet!"
Sarya sweatdropped at the half-story. "..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 6:10 pm
Post, boss! Don't make me throw Opus in here pre-argument-with-his-mother.
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 6:13 pm
There's nothing for me to do just yet.
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