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 Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 5:52 pm
Kaiya smiled as Rynia responded, her dual toned gaze gentle as the mare dipped her head. She studied the red tipped feathers and gave a nod herself, sincerely responding with, "Well they certainly are lovely and I'm sure have served you well. Much more useless than these," she gave a self-deprecating laugh and gave her lower set a half-hearted flap, watching as a few feathers fell clear. It wasn't that she really despised her wings, they just were more a problem than anything else. . . . Rather useless when one came right down to it.
C'est la vie.
Kaiya's ears did p***k lightly as Rynia came forth with her question. Inside the mare couldn't help but hide a radiant beam of delight, no wanting to uspet Rynia or think she had done something wrong. (Yes, Kaiya figured even a smile might concern the mare if it were too wide or bright) So instead she gave another reassuring chuckle and decided it best to explain. "No need to worry, my friend," yes, she was very clear in stating what she thought of the wind. "My wings were transformed to tatters when I came down from the heavens. I look for the lost and those rejected from society and many are mutants in appearance their own right; it. . . . it only seemed fitting that I look at least partially the role of outcast too."
For a moment Kaiya averted her gaze, mulling over a point. There was truth in her words, certainly, but her form was no disguise. It was a permanent curse, a mark of shame in the name of the family. Like Nimue, she hadn't stopped her brothers suicide, but her role had been lesser. . . her knowledge unclear. . . Her punishment had been lessened but her form would never be scarless like it had once been as a foal.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 9:35 am
At the praise, Rynia ducked her head shyly, but a pleased, if small, smile crossed her lips. As a matter of fact, her wings were the only body part that she truly believed might live up to her parents' definition of 'perfection'. As a small girl, she had trained with her alicorn father Artemis Entreri to the point of complete mental and physical exhaustion, pushing herself until she was teetering on the edge of a total breakdown.
The end result was 'positive', for all the stress. Rynia's wings were strong and fast, fleeter than the those of her father, even. With them, she was able to do the one thing that her mother and sister couldn't; fly. And she loved to fly, delighted in her dexterity and speed and agility.
Of course, it was very, very rare that she was able to indulge in flight these days' her mother disapproved of something so utterly frivolous as flying for enjoyment, and scorned Rynia's tendency towards fleeing from combat. Wings were an enabler in that regard, and hardly something that she looked fondly on. Indeed, Ladius had commented on more than one occasion that it might be better for Rynia to have no wings at all if she couldn't use them properly...and Rynia wasn't so innocent that she didn't pick up the implicit threat. She wouldn't put it past her mother, either...
Shuddering slightly at the very idea of losing her wings, she almost missed what Kaiya said next, but unfortunately for them both, it was merely an 'almost'.
At first, she merely gave Kaiya a puzzled look, hearing her explanation for her wings. After a moment, though, they widened slightly and took on a totally new emotion: Fear.
Transformations? Looking a role, so that she could blend in with those around her? She was disguising herself, that was what she was doing! This wasn't how she looked at all, she could change her own appearance and manipulate what people thought of her! She hid her true form, and...and...
She must not have meant to admit that fact, because disguises and costumes were inherently bad. Why disguise your true self if you had no reason to? Obviously Kaiya was up to something, but what?
Either way, she wasn't safe. Rising to her feet, she hurriedly bobbed her head at the mare, nervousness and anxiety now radiating off her like a beacon. She had to go, right now! "Nicemeetingyou,Kaiya,butIhavetogonowBYE!" Spoken rapidly, the sentence was more a string of syllables than anything else but satisfied Rynia in that it at least filled the proper forms. Having accomplished that, she was free to leave...which she quickly did.
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