[Project 007] [Ruveila Hokuten] [Aurion]

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

The Jar Appears

I was sitting calmly in my reading room on Christmas afternnon when a loud knocking came at my door. I wondered who would be out on christmas day, as I opened the door and didn't see anyone there. I was quiet bewildered as I beheld this sight then nearly knocked a jar over on the step. curious, I reached down and picked it up. The tage on it bore a note that read:

Lady Ruveila, call this a gift.

from "Santa"

I shrugged and took it inside and set it on my reading table. After a few moments of staring it down, I stood up and started preeing the loose feathers from my wings and then one feather floated into the jar and it seemed to stick firmly in there, and when I reached my hand in, I got a shock from it. I decided not to mess with the jar further and retired to my bedroom for some much needed rest.

 

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

The Jar Glows

Its been two days since I recieved the jar from the mysterious donator and I noticed the day after X-mas that it had a strange jell like liquid in it now. I often wonder what is going on with it. I have noticed it hates loud noise and does not like being touched period. After a few hours of pondering and watching it for changes, I arose and dressed in my riding gear and rode to the lab I knew Shy resided in. Perhaps he can help me with this intriging mystery. I wonder what lies within....

 

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

A Visit to the Lab and a Surprise

Ruveila walked into the building, looking at her glowing jar thoughtfully and approching the front desk. " My jar is glowing.." She said in a soft voice, not wanting to test the wrath of the jell like substance inside. She had duely noted it hated when things were loud, case and point when it started quaking violently when the radio suddenly blasted.
The receptionist tilted her head, nodding. She had to hide the pass of fear, because she was completely human and didn't know what to do with both the woman in front of her, as well as the jar. Why couldn't Shy have one of his own people deal with this kind of thing?

"I'll show you to Shy's office." the lady said politedly, nodding her head. She turned to the other receptionist, who nodded. "Give me five minutes." she said.

Getting up and moving around, she smiled, making sure that she was just a little bit far from the jar. "Please, follow me." she said. "Shy is busy at the moment, but I'm sure he'll be available in a couple of minutes." she smiled.

Ruveila nodded, frowning slightly at the woman's fear of her and followed the female, her pregnancy making her usual confidant stride a bit less graceful. She then began to sing softly in her native tongue to pass the time.

They entered a little waiting room. Plush with walls of cream and ivory and sofas and chairs that seemed to belong in some grand dame's drawing room rather than a lab, there was a little table prepared with soft food to pass the time.

The woman smiled, relaxing a little bit at the sound of the music. "Please, wait here." she said. She hesitated, feeling somehow more kinship for the woman and her large stomach. "If you have any questions..." she said hesitantly. "I'm sure I could answer a couple for you."

Ruveila smiled and nodded, nibbling at the food thoughtfully as she watched the jar on the table, its contents swirling around a bit. " I wonder what you are going to be like." She said, waiting for her turn to do whatever she had to do here.

"Shy, someone is here to see you, with a red jar." a voice spoke through the intercom, and Shy nodded. The office of his had many doors, some hidden to the eye and he went through the one that he knew contained Ru.

He only knew it because of the green light above the door.

Entering, he looked around curiously, wondering who it would be, and then smiled.

'Ruveila." he said warmly. He had given her a jar because it seemed to suit her. She looked like she would be a good mother, and who knew if the child would be useful or not? "It's good to see you." he looked at the jar. "So, it has responded to the gift?"

She smiled as Shy entered the room, her cheeks a glow from the ride to the lab still. " its good to see you again too my friend..and yes it has... and it definately despises being touched.. it zapped me pretty good when I dared to attempt to do as such." She said as she eyed the jar on the table. " It also hates loud noise."

Shy smiled. Would have laughed, except you're not supposed to laugh at your friends discomfort, are you?

"It should be fine." He assured her. "Leave it alone for a couple of days, contact me if something goes wrong..." he frowned. No fae has died yet during the crossing, but you could never be too sure. Sitting down across her, he offered her something to eat, drink. And then asked.

"Is everything alright?"

Ruveila quickly downed the food and drink, her body screaming praise for the nurishment, she had been fasting for a week now. " Its alright I suppose. Alanna is actually standing up now and thus I have to watch her more closely, then you know how being pregnant is.." She said with a laugh, a large flight feather falling from her left wing. " I am really curious to see what comes out of this jar... especially vbeing I want to look the being in the face that zapped me.." She says with a semi pout expression playing on her features.

Shy laughed, smiling as he shook his head. "Is everything alright though, concerning..." he rose his brow. He remembered her fainting incident when they had been visting the Shop involving the Children of the Endless. "Anything you need?"

He got up, nodding his head. "If you have any questions, please feel free to ask... I'll get a car to drive you home."

" I want to know if this little spitfire is going to emerge soon.. I am not very knowledgeable of these things. But yet I want to see it.. Gah.. I am as bad as a child. My fading power is nothing you needith worry your handsome head about Shy." She said, fingering one of her jet black locks.

Shy laughed. He watched the crimsonmass within the jar, tilting his head. "A couple of days." he said finally. He pointed. "Usually once the smoke first forms, you can see a hint of the gift... but at the moment, nothing is visible at all. Soon this will merge into a child, shattering the glass because of the pressure." he smiled.

At her words, he laughed.

"Of course I worry." he said simply. "I'll call you a car now." he said. Getting up, he moved to a wall phone.

Ruveila sighed softly but remained smiling. " Shy.. you act so concerned over me.. and why is that?" She asks, after hearing the answer to her question.

He murmured some commands through the phone, nodding his head. "Five minutes." he said, turning to Ruveila with a smile. He looked almost apologetic.

At her question, he looked over, eyes widening a fraction. His smile deepened.

"Why wouldn't I?" he asked. She was pregnant, a mother. He liked spending time with her, and she had one of his fae. Besides, anyone who talked about their powers fading, who seemed weak deserved some kind of protection.

Ruveila nodded and leaned over the jar, inspecting the contents closely as with a laoud shatter, the gem on her forehead broke and a few small shards landed in the jar. " Oh no! I hope that didn't injure the fae." She exclaims, not at all concerned in the least about herself.

Shy looked over. He was unconcerned. "The fae won't be hurt. It acts like a protective covering." Although who knew what would happen if the jar broke as well? He frowned. "But why..." he motioned to her forehead, to the jewel.

Ruveila calms and sinks back down into the chair and holds the shards of her gemstone in her hand. " I don't really know why that happened but I don't feel any different." She said softly, her tail coiling around her leg.

Shy frowned. He was a genetic scientist... maybe there was something he could do to help her. "Listen." he said, serious. "If anything ever happens, if you're sick, or something else breaks, let me know, okay?" he asked. "I'm a scientist. I deal with people, I might be able to do something to help."

Just at that instance, the bell rang.

"You're car." he got immediatly. "Let me walk you."

She nodded and scooped up her jar, still concerned for the fae inside and whispered an apology to it and walked with him to the car, her eyes drooping a bit. " Perhaps that took a bit more out of me than I orginally acticipated. Oh well... as long as the fae is okay." She thought to herself as she approached the car.

 

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

First Lessons and Aurion's First Mount

After learning the basics of walking and talking in the past few weeks, Ruvila decided it was high time for Aurion to crack open the books and begin learning about the world and creatures in it. She sat Aurion down one afternoon after lunchtime and pulled a book from her bookshelf about the Daemon race, her own people and sat down in her comfortable chair, but sat a second copy of the book in front of Aurion, opened up to the same page she had bookmarked and began to read from it, but after a few minutes, she realized she heard Aurion's voice and he was reading the book aloud, and correctly actually.

Her crimson eyes widened, she had struggled to read this book at times right at her current age and this toddler was reading it like it was a simple infant's book. She sat and listened completely facinated at the obvious genius of the little boy in front of her. " This child could end up a great scholar someday at this rate..hell I don't really know if he needs these kind of lessons." She thought as she considered for a moment about what she could teach the boy then smiled as she stood up.

" Very good Aurion. Now we move on to a more hands-on lesson.. I am going to teach you how to hunt." Aurion's eyes shifted to an excited hunter green as he sprang up from the chair and ran into his room to change into his outdoor clothing and then met his guardian in the hallway and they walked outside,Ruveila held backa asmile as Aurion started to climb onto Darkmoon's backa nd waved at the boy to stop. " No Aurion... I have something for you." She said, leading the boy to the stable and inside the one marked overhead "Aurion's mount: Shikoba" She pointed inside at the Unicorn/Pegasus hybrid mount inside and smiled as Aurion's face lit up liek a x-mas tree. " Goddess bless... THANK YOU LADY RUVEILA!" he said, hugging her tight as he climbed on the mounts back after releasing her from the hug. Ruveila then walked over and climbed up onto Darkmoon and they both set off for the forest.

 

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

A Change

Several weeks after the hunting trip, a change came over Aurion. Ruveila noted that her charge was acting like an animal at times. Such as in his eating choices and the way he reacted to being cornered. She made a mental note to tell Shy about this. But on the other hand he was a sweet and loving little boy that always smiled. His eyes were the key to his mood.

When blue, that indicated a happy mood

When Green, that indicated a netrual mood

When purple, it meant he was depresed

When Crimson however... best to get out of his way.


" I wonder if he is suffereing from a split personality or something.. because these mood changes are quite extreme." Ruveila thought to herself as she watched Aurion build a tower out of chopsticks. The boy had incredible skill and intellect... just a really short fuse when it came to loud noises, being touched when he didn't want to be and someone attempting to take his food away from him. Other than those few things, he was like the perfect child.

 

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

Music

Aurion walked into Ruveila's large music room and had a look over all the insturments in the room, rather facinated with the one that was small enough he could hold and had strings running over the long part of it and a small stick he assumed was to be guided over them. He decided to take a crack at it and slide the stick over the strings after removing the violen from the case.

Ruveila heard the sound of her violin case opening and went to investigate and found Aurion experimenting with the sounds he could make with it. " Aurion dear, let me show you how to play this." Aurion nodded and handed the violin over to his guardian and smiled as she played a lovely song on it.

After she had finished, he once again held the thing and started to try to play it himslf, not having much success but speant the remainder of the afternoon, determined to master this new challange.

 

[Tomoko of Heathercove]

Aurion opened his eyes and realized he was back home. Dazed and confused, he stood up with a great effort. "Was it all a dream?"He wandered, then looking into the front pocket of his pajamas, he seen the card he picked up as he looked it over. " So.. it was all real... that pain.... the weird memory....." He shuddered as he thought about it again.

A commotion outside drew the young prince's attention as his bedroom door was opened and Ruveila came flying in and in an instant, Aurion was smothered in a hug. " By the goddess.. I ahve been looking everywhere for you." she said in a hasty babble, as Aurion felt tears hitting his face.

He slid out of the hug and shook his head at her. " It was just some weird trick of your mind.. I have been here the entire time." he stated, hoping she would buy that.

The annoyed look on her face suggested otherwise. " Mithros be damned.. Aurion... you are lying to me." She said as she had cirled Aurion with a zone of Truth spell.

"Damn it...." he swore in his mind as he confessed to her what had really happened. As he began to talk about the weird experience he had with the memory, his body began to shake again and tears formed in his eyes.

' Alright.. shh.. thats all I need to know Aurion... though we should find out what that number on that card is about." She said then nodded to her charge. " Rest up and we can talk this over in the morning." She said exiting the room.

Aurion numbly nodded and fell into a fitful and restless slumber.