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 Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 6:41 am
March 30th, 2006:;
A slightly crumpled piece of paper seems to be taped into the journal. On it is slightly curved, and a bit messy, handwriting.
My dear little Shiva, what a precious thing you are. I hope that by the time you're old enough to read this, you love me just as much as I hopelessly adore you.
I know this is a bit of sentimental mush from your mother, and your brother would be the first to say it's "icky", but you're a sweet little girl, and would understand these things better.
I remember when I first saw you. I was snuggled down warm under my covers in bed, dreaming away, and suddenly, I was freezing cold! It probably was your attempt at getting my attention, since it was only your hand on my ear. But you were a frozen little thing!
Sitting there on my pillow, those huge blue eyes staring at me! You just gurgled in your own little way, and smiled. In that moment, you captured my heart. Those big eyes of yours, that icy little halo...a little angel!
Every day you get cuter, and become more a part of our little family. I hope by the time you read this, that you and Faolan can be friends, and don't fight too much. But I guess that's too much to hope, huh?
Just know that you're loved, Shiva.
~Nessy
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 6:45 am
April 9th, 2006:;
I've learned tonight that looks can be a bit decieving. I already knew that Shiva had a mischevious side, and have the marks to prove it!
Today she met a pair of cute little boys, Cam and Dar, Faery Pae under the guardianship of my friend, Lenore. Dar was a true sweetheart, very giving and open. Cam on the other hand, was a bit of a handful. He was weighted down with all this heavy jewelry, and looked to be made of gold himself!
At first, I didn't like how he looked at my Shiva. It's unhealthy for little boys to look that greedy! But she surprised me, and actually teased the poor boy with those shiny rings on her tail and in her hair.
I think they might be valuable. I've only ever seen platinum sparkle like that, and Cam was absolutely obsessed with getting his hands on one.
But again, my little toddler surprised me, and just yoinked it right back away from him. She's such a good little girl!
I hope they can play again soon. She should be more with other Pae, I don't think Shiva will be much of a loaner when she gets older.
~Nessy
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 9:03 pm
April 18th, 2006:;
Good gracious! I had the scare of my life today. Shiva, if you're reading this, I hope you realize how much of an anxiety attack you can be sometimes!
But I love you.
Anyway, Easter was the other day...and is one of my favorite holidays! Not only does it mark the end of Lent (yay, meat again!), but it also means a good deal of chocolate!
And as you know, us girls like chocolate!
Unfortunately, I didn't take into account Shiva this year. I know that Pae aren't supposed to have sugar, but I thought putting the basket on the table would keep her out of it!
What I didn't anticipate, was that she would climb up on the table when I wasn't looking!
Wonder of wonders, I looked everywhere for her. Couldn't find her at all! Imagine my shock when I found her screaming, one hand fisted around a chocolate bunny. It seemed that she was frustrated with the plastic wrapper, and couldn't get it off!
Well that ended right there and then! She did get a treat..but it was a sugar-free one.
Maybe when you're older, Shiva darling. Not BEFORE I can send you outside for hours at a time!
~Nessy
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 2:32 pm
April 23rd, 2006:;
Well, I don't know how it happened, but Shiva has become determined. I didn't know that toddlers could be so stubborn!
While having a playtime in the headquarters last week, she met a demonic Pae named Raken. Which to me, seemed odd for her to be around, demon, angel...where's the relation?
He seemed to have more of a problem with that she's a toddler. I think he thinks that Tartara and I have plans for him.
And she may. But my little girl seems adamant to be his friend, and I'm not about to stop her. Friends couldn't hurt...she shouldn't play alone so often!
Especially since she hasn't seen Cam in awhile. Probably a good thing for her metal jewelry. Bad for her.
Well Shiva, my darling, at least you have a will!
~Nessy
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 3:00 pm
Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Nyoka stumbles, holding onto Mae and Ser tightly, as she lands in the landing circle. She got directions here from her mum.
"Alright, little ones, maybe we can get you some friends?" Nyoka asks, smiling down at the Pae'il in her arms.
Sereg seems to like the idea, but Maethor, per usual, is unreadable.
Shrugging, Nyoka slithers forward, looking around. Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar "How much further?" Shina asks of the teen Pae in her arms, having to yell over the press of the wind. Her hollaring is answered by a loud 'Squee!' from her right, where Friend is swirling her arms in circles as Ruathal tries to maintain his grip around the Care Pae's waist. "Quite the wriggly one we've got here!" he bellows over to Shina, his wings pumping just as hard as the Fa'e's to keep him and the little Pae in the air.
"We'd best land soon!" Shina replies, looking about beneath them for a clear area to do just that. "Down there, the landing circle is perfect!" she calls to Ruathal.
"But we haven't found the temple ruins yet!" Casala protests as both of her companions with wings start for the landing circle. Her words are ripped away from her lips and tossed into the wind, the Pae clamping her mouth shut to avoid having her breath torn from her as well.
Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Nyoka is bending down to put Maethor and Sereg down, when she happens to look at her 'sisters' bracelet. Her brow furrows and she stands straight.
She pushes herself up on her tail, and looks in the air. Off in the distance, she sees the familiar figure of her sister. Grinning, she settles back down on her tail, and looks at the young Pae'il.
"Looks like you two are going to meet one of your aunts," she tells them.
Sereg immediately crawls over to Nyoka, and nuzzles his face into her stomach, as though if he can't see the other people, they can't see hiim. His little wings flap through teh slits of his simple, black toga, and Nyoka shakes her head.
Maethor takes a moment to straighten her simple, white toga, before turning her eyes up to look in the direction her mother was looking. She waits peacefully.
Nyoka frowns, and pulls out one of her daggers, when she hears more beating of wings. When she sees who it is, she smiles, and relaxes, sheathing the dagger once more.
Nakia, her longtime companion, lands gracefully in front of her. Her toned body rivals Nyoka's, and her long, wavey, blue-green hair glistens around her sun-bronzed skin. Her large wings, the feather's colors matching her hair, fold behind her, as she straightens her short, lavendar toga. Nakia grins, turning twinkling turquoise eyes to Nyoka as her large, furry, green ears twitch as the wing blows the little tufts. Her green devil-tail-like, scaley talk swishes behind her. "You've left me back home too many times. I thought I would follow you this once, Nyoka."
Nyoka merely shakes her head. "I think you chose the right time. . . " she says, in an undertone. If her keen eyes do not decieve her. . . . Nessylove Playing with blocks in a corner by herself, as her mother had just gone to fetch a snack for the little icy Pae, Shiva looked around at the new noise.
She smiled brightly, and started to crawl towards them, and using a nearby branch to pull herself up and toddle over there on uneven legs. As she got closer, she saw that the big snake lady was very pretty, and the two with wings were close to her age. "Hewwo!!!" she said, before falling onto her knees again.
The fall didn't phase her, and she giggled happily. Torvil Rakamash Three voices were soon heard coming down the path towards Nyoka and the others there, two male and one female, and they seemed to be having, not quite an argument, but definatly a debate of some sort. "Look, I don't see what the problem is, I can just summon anything you two need, so why are you being such wimps about it!" The female voice grumbled. "It's not like the guardian's gave me this power NOT to use it!""It's too easy Polgara, why should we not work hard to try and fix our clothing, after all, that's part of the trial," A Strong firey Male voice relpied."He has a point Pol," A more smooth and slightly more mature male voice spoke. "It's all too easy for you to summon us new shirts, but if we are to fix our own, we know that they are well worth fixing."ARGH!" Polgara grumbled as she came into view, tossing up her arms at the two white haired shirtless men, one a demon and the other an Angel, "I will never get you two!"Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar "Follow my lead!" Shina bellows so Ruathal can hear, Casala clapping her hands over her ears a bit too late for it to help block out the roaring wind and Shina's raised voice.
"Hang on, little sister!" Shina warns her grimacing passengar as she tucks her wings back and starts to dive. "Hang on to whaa - Aaaaah!" Casala shrieks, forgetting all about her eardrums and the need for air as the ground starts to loom up ahead much faster than she's comfortable with. She clings to Shina's arms as if they are her only life line, with in this cause isn't that far off the mark.
"Right behind you!" Ruathal announces as he starts his own dive, having had to pause to find the same current that Shina is riding upon. Friend's squeal of excitement assures him that any worry for the Care Pae would be wasted at this point, though he does adjust his grip to be more secure.
Friend's excitement, Ruathal's concern, and Casala's fear are soon joined in Shina's mind by ... "Nyoka?" she whispers, the sound lost as soon as it leaves her. "Nyoka!" she adds at a much higher decibal, unable to wave as she wishes. She doubts her sister will hear her, but she has to express her joy somehow.
Shina's wings spread as she gets still closer to the ground, flapping to slow the pair's descent. Casala's eyes are tightly shut now, her hair a tangled mess about her, or at least what wasn't pinned against Shina's chest. A tenative tap on the ground with a foot once Shina sets her down assures her that, yes, she's on terra firma once more. "Thank the Guardians," she murmurs, peeking open one eye to find herself staring up at the scaled beauty that is Nyoka. "Oh ... my ..." Quick to remember her manners, Casala dips into a half bow, then looks up curiously when she feels the 'whoosh' of air that relates Shina's running from point a to point b, with point b being her throwing her arms about Nyoka in a hug to beat all hugs. "You've been in Greece for so long, 'Oka!" Shina declares, "How are you? How are your girls doing?"
Okay ... Obviously she's missed something. Casala looks from Nyoka to Shina, trying to make sense of the situation. The name rings several bells in her head, but she's never seen a picture of Nyoka before, and all previous physical descriptions were shady at best. However, her big sister is having what Eirnae would call a 'moment' here, so best not to interupt.
Ruathal had been so busy making sure that Shina first landed safely, and then he himself with his cargo, that he hadn't noticed Nakia till it was too late to run and hide under a boulder ... or behind a tree, whatever is available. It's not that he's not delighted to see Nakia, it's just ... He hasn't seen her since the change, as he's been so focused on helping Shina, and the children, and ... His thoughts flow into a hazy mush as he tries to dismiss the blush that's taken over his cheeks, setting Friend down so she can scrample over to where Maethor and Sereg are standing to curtsey. "Hello! My name is Friend, and it's a pleasure to meet you!" She performs another curtsey for Nakia before noticing the taller woman's ears, tail, and wings. "You look just like Ruathal! Well, sort of, anyway. You have the chest bumps, though." She turns and tries to wave Ruathal over, "Rua, look! She's like you!"
"Oh! Hello!" Friend says to the little toddler. "Wow, you have such pretty hair!" She compliments, then hurrying over when Shiva topples over. "You okay?" She can't remember what it was like being a toddler, so she has no idea how such a fall can't hurt at least a little. Was she ever one?
(( Holy snickerdoodle ... That got long. o.O; Sorry for the pause, everyone! ^^; ))
Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar "Hello," Nyoka says, gently pulling Sereg away from her so that she can bend to be on almost the same level as the new toddler. "My name is Nyoka, and this is Nakia," she says, gesturing toward the other humanoid, who inclines her head. "That's Maethor, and this is Sereg," she finishes.
Sereg actually stops cowering against Nyoka, and turns to face Shiva. His large eyes take her in. Will she be a threat to him? Hmmm. . . . "Hewwo," he mimics, though in a very shy voice, before he hides behind Nyoka, grabbing one of her wings to hide behind.
Maethor sighs, and looks over at Shiva. She says nothing as she stares, unblinkingly, at her a moment, before turning her gaze away.
Nyoka looks up once more when her keen ears hear more voices. She offers them a friendly wave, although it seems they might be too intent on their conversation to see her.
She is soon interruped as she is slammed into. "Ooof!" she says, her wing tearing away from Sereg's grip as she instinctively flaps them so that she can keep her balance, even as she throws her own arms around her sister. "Shina, my gods, it's great to see you!" she says, squeezing her sister tight, forgetting her own crippling strength for a second or two, before she loosens her hold. "I had . . . things I needed to think over," she says, vaguely explaining her absense.
Nakia sniffs the air. She knows the scent. . . . "Oh my gods!" she actually squeals, and hurls herself at her old friend, not caring if she sends the both of them rolling along. She giggles as she does so, intent on looping her arms around Ruathal the moment she makes contact, and temporarily forgetting her manners.
Nyoka looks over Shina's shoulder, and down at the little orange Pae. "Uhm, Nakia will be with you in a moment, don't worry. She gets overexcited, she means no rudeness," she explains, feeling Sereg move further behind her, and trying to hold in an eyeroll over it. She gives Cass a welcoming smile.
Maethor eyes the new arrivals, as though sizing them up. Nessylove Smiling, Shiva slowly climbed back up to stand. She was young enough that she was still a bit unsteady on her legs. But her words were becoming more developed every day.
"I'se fine. Such pwetty ladies here! You look pwetty too." Impulsively, she reached out and grabbed Friend's hand.
Jogging back from where she was, bag in hand, Nessy was looking around a bit frantically for her child. She left her for a minute, and suddenly all these people were here!
Spotting her holding the hand of what looked to be an orange Care Pae, she breathed a quick sigh of relief and walked over. "Hello there, I'm Nessy, and this is my daughter, Shiva. I'm sorry if she bothered you." Torvil Rakamash The Three Elders blinked for a moment and watched the group, growing silent for a moment, and nodding to each other. "It seems we have ourselves some company," Sol said, watching for a moment and smiling. "Hello everyone!" The other two Elders remained silent for the most part, mainly because Sol was the face man. Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar Shina doesn't mind her aching sides or the threatening throb within her head as so many people enter her field of empathic influence. Right now she's too hopped up on the drug neatly labeled 'Reunion'. Once Nyoka eases her hold, Shina slides back to give her sister some room to work with. That and to give herself the opportunity to introduce herself to Nyoka's companions. "It's alright, 'Oka. You don't have to explain." How could she expect a reason when it was her fear and disillusionment with her world that she stayed away from her own family for so long? "Who are your Pae'il friends?" she asks softly, getting down on her knees to be at Sereg and Maethor's eye level. Her left hand automatically reaches up to adjust where her quarterstaff normally would rest, her instincts not yet registering the fact that the quiver strapped to her back holds the weapon in its magically contained interdimensional space.
Casala takes that as her cue to quickly run her fingers through her hair, making a face at the snarls she finds, before stepping forward and bowing her head to those assembled. "I'm Casala. Eirnae is my mother, and so Shina is my older sister." She's learned that it's best to get that part out right away. It seems to lessen any confusion later. "Friend is also my sister." She looks over in the direction of the Care Pae, and adds a wave for Nessy as she walks up. "Greetings, miss!"
Friend offers Shiva her other hand, intent on helping the toddler to her feet with a smile. "Thank you. I like my flowers best," she confides as a golden star whirrs up to the pair, starting to rotate around Friend's head as if trying to give her a second halo. "Rua's here! Oh ... Who is that?" she asks as she looks over to Nessy. "Shiva's no bother, Miss Nessy." She says politely, retaining her smile. "Really." She turns to regard Shiva once more, whispering, "Your mommy is pretty, too. Lots of pretty folk are here today!"
"Nakia, it's great to .. Ack!" Ruathal wasn't ready to be pounced, and so it's only through instinctual reaction that his wings curl up and around him that they avoid getting smooshed when his back hits the ground. The same applies for how his arms go about Nakia, or at least he thinks that's what they are doing. Make that hopes they are doing, what with the thoughts that leaped into his head the moment he saw her. His face is currently buried, and he's not about to move it for fear of the location it'll turn up his face is buried at. A muffled, "Hello, Nakia," is afforded with as little lip movement as possible.
What was that? Casala turns slowly and manages not to blink at the sight of the three Elders just beyond the circle of gathered folk. She recognizes Polgara and offers a wave, but isn't quite sure how to address the others other than her generic, "Greetings."
Shina turns to look in the direction the three new presences emulate from, a respectful bow of her head followed with a greeting of her own. Friend, however, is far too busy with her new friend and that friend's mother to pay much attention to the Elders that have arrived.
Nessylove Smiling in relief, she stepped back from her child, and moved up near the winged woman and naga. At seeing Shina's wings, she itched the spot between her shoulder blades where her own wings usually rested.
Clinging tight to Friend's hand, she smiled and inched over to where Sereg was hiding behind hiser mother. "Hiiiiiya! Cummon out and play wif us!" She tried to not freeze her body in excitement, which tended to happen, as she got closer to the shy toddler boy.
The girl wasn't too interested in her, so Shiva'd worry about her later. Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar "Hello," Nyoka tells Sol when the embrace with her sister is concluded. "How are you?" she asks. She will make introductions later, as there are so many people here at the moment, and there are already people grouping off. . . .
She looks back at her sister. "Ah, they are . . . adopted children, I suppose. The girl is Maethor, and the boy is Sereg, if you can see him. . . ." she says, chuckling as she feels the little toddler grab her wings again. She has to lean back a bit so that he doesn't tear the membrane, making her look a little precarious.
When Shiva starts making her way toward Sereg, his eyes widen even more, and he tugs on Nyoka's wings harder, almost toppling her over. She hisses a little, her snakes turning to look down at Sereg and hiss warnings to him, while her eyes glow a faint green for a moment. "Sereg," she says, frowning.
Sereg instantly lets go of her wings, but pulls on her tail, trying to hide behind that.
"Ah, more to our family," Nyoka winks at Cass. "I'm Nyoka, Lenore's daughter. Shina is my sister, as well. Guess that makes us all one big, happy family," she says, laughing a little.
Maethor is sitting there, regarding everyone in a distant manner. "Loud," is the only comment she makes as she sits there. She shakes her head a little, and looks around at everyone, trying to take in all the details of their appearance.
Nakia giggles more, and plants her hands on either side of Ruathal. She pushes herself up, and says, "That tickles," before she gently wiggles out of his grip. "You look different. Spiffy, though," she says, winking, and starting to stand. She holds out her hand to Ruathal, while the other goes to try and straighten her hair. She glances over at Friend, remembering her comment. "Chest bumps? Oh! Yes, uhm, all of your more mature breed of women have breasts, varying sizes though."
Nyoka's eyes widen a little, before she casts a sidelong glance at Nakia.
"Oh, I must have said something inappropriate again. . . ." Nakia says, not in the least ashamed. "Anyway," she turns her dancing turquoise eyes back to Ruathal. "It's good to see you too!" she exclaims, wiggling her outsrtetched hand, as though to tell him to get off his bum and accept it already. Torvil Rakamash Pol hears Maethor and turns her head to look at her. "Oh my!" She squeals and quickly darts through the groups and kneels down, picking up the little girl and then sitting plops her on her knee, "And what is your name little one?" She giggled, beeping the little girl on the nose.Hi just rolls his eyes and looks over to Sol. "There she goes again..." He grumbled and turned and looked towards the two stranger people, the Naga and the winged... Angel looking person. She didn't look like any elder he'd seen, and he assumed she was not. "Excuse me ladies, I fear we haven't met..." He said, taking a step towards them.
That left Sol to look to Nessy, but she seemed a little busy, so he was silent for a moment, just chuckling. It was great to see the Isle so lively. Nessylove Nessy felt someone watching her, and as the other two seemed to be engrossed in each other, she turned to look about the clearing. She saw a trio of Elders, one a lovely woman, and two men that looked similar to each other. The angelic one was watching her, but at least he looked friendly.
She was always nervous in big crowds, and Shiva could doubtless be safe in such a large group, so it was alright to move around. Her back itched like crazy, and she let her control go, wings growing and stretching as she walked towards him.
"Hello there..." she said tentatively.
A bit worried at Sereg's reaction towards her, she looked up at the naga in front of her. "'Scuze me, but canya please tell 'im I wanna be fwiends? I dun think he knows that." She smiled charmingly, and looked to Friend for help. "You wanna be his fwiend too, yeah?" Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar "It's a pleasure to meet you both," Shina manages to get out before Polgara claims Maethor for her lap and 'beeps' her on the nose. Was that an accepted Pae'il greeting? "My, in all of my visits to the isle it's never been so busy," she comments, then peeking around Nyoka to get a better look at Sereg. She feels his trepidation and fear, and sympathy wells up in her heart. 'Poor dear must be terribly shy,' she thinks, scooting around to offers her open arms to the young Pae. She tries to make her voice soothing as she murmurs to him alone, "It's alright, little one. I won't hurt you. You can hide here with me." She smiles, carefully not showing teeth as that tends to alarm some.
With Hi's advance in her and Nyoka's direction, she looks up momentarily to offer the Elder an extension of her warm smile. "Forgive me for not getting to my feet, sir," she apologies, "I am Shina, and Nyoka is my sister." She indicates who she is referring to with a hand, the motion as graceful as if part of a dance. "Casala is also my sibling, as is Friend."
Casala does her bow yet again, letting this one serve for all of the Elders, as she's getting rather tired of bowing over and over again. She then turns to Shina to ask, "May I be excused, Shina? I really need to go searching ..."
"Stay a bit longer, please Cass?" Shina asks, not wanting her Pae sister to go charging off into trouble again. She did promise Eirnae that she'd keep an eye on her.
"Alright," Casala agrees reluctantly, moving a bit closer to Nyoka. "I'm glad to put a face to the name, Nyoka. Shina talks about you a lot, but she often doesn't include a description. Sometimes she refers to others by how they feel most of the time, too. I don't mind, though. It's just another way of seeing the world." She pauses before asking, "Is it true that you are the leader of a tribe of Amazons?"
How can he say anything with Nakia bouncing up like that? Trying not to stare, he accepts her hands but pushes himself up using his legs before she gets a chance to tug him up instead. "You're so ... It's been a long time, hasn't it?" he derails his first comment right before it would have gotten really akward. "I should of gone to see you sooner. I'll bet you haven't had someone to fluster since I last visited." Ah, he'd meant to say 'chase' or maybe 'tackle, not 'fluster'. Drat.
Friend followed after Shiva, rather having to with her hand as captured as it is, but not minding anyway. After all, a chance to make new friends should never be overlooked! "Yes, come and play!" she adds to Shiva's call, not noticing Shina's gentle appeal to Sereg to the other side of Nyoka's legs. She leans in to whisper to Shiva, "What are we playing again?" She blinks once at Shiva's question, then nods eagerly. "Certainly! I like to be friends with everyone!"
Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Maethor's eyes widen a little as she is scooped in the air, and the faintest of frowns comes to her lips when her nose is 'beeped.' Her usually passive face is one of affront for a brief moment, before it relaxes again. She is, by no means, as jumpy as her brother, so she looks this very forward woman in the eyes, and says, "Mythur," totally butchering her name.
"My-thore," Nyoka offers, and snickers as her darling little girl is treated as just what she is: a child. She then turns her yellow-green, serpentine eyes toward the elder whom has spoken to them. She holds out her hand, ready to recieve his in a strong-gripped handshake. "No, I believe we have not had the pleasure. Shina already gave you my name," she says, smiling a bit, and flashing her snake fangs in the process. Per usual, her snakes her all over the place, trying to take in the scents of everyone with their tongues.
Sereg is still hiding behind Nyoka's tail, but he peeks out, his black nose wrinkling a little. He eyes them, a little distustful. He seems a very different person now, as he toddles from behind Nyoka's tail. He looks at everyone, silently, an hint of confidence that was not there before is around him now. "Sereg," is all he says.
At Cass's question, Nyoka looks a little uncomfortable. She never likes the subject of her role in her kingdom brought up, but she can't dance around it now. She merely taps her circlet, as though indicating her title, and says, "Yes, Casala. That I am," she says, offering her a smile as well.
Nakia giggles, almost wickedly, at Ruathal's slip. "Aw, Ruathal!" she says, throwing her arms around him again. "Aren't you just a cutie! I could eat you up right now!" she says, giving him a squeeze. "I don't mind, I know everyone has been busy. I missed you, though," her full lips turn into a pout. "You aren't going to stay away from me that long again, are you?" she asks him. Torvil Rakamash Hi bowed quickly and then took Nyoka's hand, "It is no worry miss," He smiled and straighted and then removed his hand from Nyoka's before bowing again. "I am Hi, Flame Warrior of the isle," He chuckled, and striaghted again. "I must apologize for my lack of proper attire, but I was training and we had a touch of an accident..."
Pol giggled at the little girl. "Well hello Maethor," She patted the little girls cheek and looked around. WHOA! A lot of people, and where were her manners. She stood up a moment, pulling the little girl pae close to her chest as she went work. "Six pack," She commanded, and then squeaked when a six pack of beer appeared. She quickly kicked it back toward Sol, boucing it off Hi's heel in the process, causing the flame warrior to bite his tongue in the presence of all the little ones. "oops!" She frowned and tried again. "Case of Soda," She commanded, and lo and behold, a case of soda apeared, and she opened the case and set it out for anyone to take before she sat again. "What would you like Maethor?" It had been so long since she'd held a child.Sol smiled at Nessy. "Hello," He bowed his head. He stopped the six pack with his foot quickly as it bounced from Hi's heel, and he chuckled, shaking his head and eyeing Pol a moment as he slid the alcohal under a bush. "So what brings you to the Isle Miss?" Nessylove Supressing a laugh at Pol's antics, her eyes were sparkling green as she turned back to Sol. "My daughter...I found her in my bed one morning, frozen as an ice cube. She must have some telepathic ability, because after that I had no trouble finding my way here. Now I have my son Venedrian, who is a quirkly little demon." She was almost radiant when she spoke of her Pae children. They were her true joy. "I am correct, in assuming you are one of the Elders?"
Giggling happily, Shiva grabbed Sereg's hand and the three of them were linked. "Yay Saregg! Yay Fwiend! We're gonna play tag, okays? I'se it, and you wun!" Happy now that she had someone to play with, little icicles were forming on her metal hair rings, and the one on her tail. Her breath was clearly visible, even in the warm surroundings. Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar Ah, well, that takes care of that, then. Shina flashes Shiva a grateful smile, even if Sereg had come out of his shyness on his own. She gets back to her feet in a fluid motion, then offering her hand to Hi much as Nyoka did. "A pleasure to meet you, Elder Hi." She keeps her palm tilted to the side, aiming to clasp Hi's forearm in the manner of greeting that she prefers. Eirnae informed her long ago that such is the greeting of one warrior to another. "I had not thought I would get a chance to speak with the Pae'il Elders. Each time I visit, they seem to be quite scarce." Her blue on blue eyes twinkle merrily, the first sign that she may be teasing.
Casala has to dodge the initial skittering of the six pack, her nose wrinkling up at the memory of Bellatrix's describing how such stuff tastes. She looks relieved when the case is tucked under a bush, but then decides that maybe that wouldn't be a good enough solution. Excusing herself, she moves about those gathered to get to the bush in question, peeking under it and whispering to the plant spirit she spies there. Soon enough, the case can be seen marching off in midair, heading off in the direction of the forest.
"Okay!" Friend chirps, pleased to be included. She knows this game well enough, having watched Mirim and Rua play it lots of times. "Where's home base? Um ... Is your mouth okay? Your breath is all funny." she asks with a blink. Now that's something she's never seen before.
"Hah! I bet you couldn't handle all of me, not even with the right sauce," he jests, not quite getting what Nakia might have meant from that. He whirls Nakia around in a tight circle, not wanting to jostle anyone nearby. "No. Never again, Nakia. I promise." He means it. His devotion to Shina as her companion is a great part of his existance, but Nakia is important too. He lets her go after a few spins, not wanting to get them both dizzy with something other than adrenaline. "Where have you been staying as of late?"
Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Sereg quirks a brow, not quite understanding what she means. He is, however, intrigued by tghe icicles forming on Shive, and leans forward to touch one.
Nyoka laughs, and gestures to her own body. "There is no appology necessary, Hi," she says. "I, obviously, don't wear anything, so it is no skin off of my nose," she winks at him. "Flame Warrior, eh? I like to meet fellow warriors. Please," she says, gesturing to herself and Shina. "You must tell us of your training habits. . . ." She does, however, eye the beer, thinking it a waste for it all to be taken away.
Maethor blinks once at Pol, before saying, "Water," and offering her a smile that doesn't reach her eyes, more for show than to indicate she is happy over the offer.
Nakia snickers at Ruathal, and reaches out her hand to poke his nose. "I bet I could handle you," she says, winking at him again. "And, don't think I won't hold you to that promise, Ruathal. I expect to see much, much more of you. . . ." she pauses a moment, and gives him a half smile. "I have been in Greece, with Nyoka. I suppose I will have to take you there one day soon, so that you know where to reach me. How about you? Still at the manor?" she asks, tilting her head to the side. Nessylove On her back, Nessy felt a sudden cold breath and turned. She knew that feeling. She should, she felt it every morning when Shiva pounced on her. "Shiva!" she called out, her tone firm. "Calm down. You're freezing up." Giving a quick apologetic glance to Sol, she walked over and rubbed the icy Pae's skin vigorously to warm her. It was obvious what Shiva's power would be, when she grew into it.
A bit embarassed, Shiva pushed at Nessy. "Mama, stoppit. I'se ok!" Turning to Friend, she smiled. "S'ok, I gets cold when I get weally, super happy. Mama says it's my power, but I'unno what that is." Looking around, she spotted a big rock in the corner of the clearing. "That's base, oki?" She giggled and let go of her new friends' hands. "Now wun! I'se gunna catchya!" Torvil Rakamash Hi chuckled and bowed his head, "I trained with my master, Sol," He motioned with his hand over to Sol who was busily talking with Nessy, and mission his own shirt, though he was covered with his own robe, so his lack of top was less noticable. "He is the resident swordmaster of the isle, and I am learning all he is willing to teach me. We had a close call with our blades, we were sparring today," He chuckled. "His daughter was there to make sure we didn't kill ourselves." He chuckled at Shina and bowed. "Well... We are a bit sparse in our deployment..."Pol giggled and held open her hand, "Glass of Water," She smiled, and then handed the full glass of water to Maethor. "You are such a little cutie, yes you are!" She giggled a lot more, and it went up both in volume and in pitch. "Oh I could just steal you!"
Sol laughed a little and bowed his head, "Guilty as charged," He smiled and waved his hand. "It is nice to meet a caretaker of some of the isle's denizens, I do hope they don't cause you any trouble."
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:35 pm
HelMel SharePae giggled to herself as she stuck the leaf/flag into the top of the crudely designed sand castle. Since her friends had left her to go on an adventure, she had no choice but to entertain herself on the beach. Spotting a crab, she hopped up and waddled after it. "COME HERE, FRIEND!!! I MADE A HOME TO SHARE WITH YOU!!!" The crab scuttled away from the little angel Pae as fast as he could, scared.Into the hole the crustacian scrambled, its claws ready to pinch intruding purple fingers. "Come back here!!! I just want to share with you!!" The angel frowned, dropping to her knees and leaning forward to peer into the hole. "Everyone loves sharing..." Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar "Now, you two be good for me. I will be back soon, I promise," Nyoka says, the last more for Sereg's benefit than Maethor's. He is still an oddity to her. She doesn't know why she was blessed with such a mumma's boy! "Just think, you can make more friends!" The naga/gorgon Fa'e waves goodbye to the two Fae Pae, and then disappears.
Maethor looks around, no expression coming to her face. She picks up the sand and lets it run through her brown fingers. "Boring," she says.
Sereg, on the other hand, has spotted a purple thing a little off in the distance. Trembling, he hides behind Maethor. "Something there," he says, in a hushed voice. "Maethor stick with Sereg, so she can protect him."
The only sign that she is annoyed is the shaking of her head, her curls bouncing as she does so. "Mamma said to make friends, so you say 'hello' to it."
Sereg frowns. He doesn't want to make his mamma, or his sister, angry with him, or worse: have them disappointed. In a trembling voice, he calls, "Hello!" then ducks behind Maethor, fiddling with both of their simple togas. HelMel Just as the angel was getting dangerously close to a pinched nose, she heard a meek voice from down the beach. Leaning back on her haunches, the child turned her head to take a look at the origin of the greeting. Spotting two children, she hopped up, her face lighting with joy. "HI!!!" She sprinted wobbily toward them, sand falling from her body as she gained speed. "HIHIHI!!!" She slowed as she neared the two; they had glowey butterfly wings and one looked like a deer. The other was kinda scary to Share, but she was too nice to harbor mean thoughts for long. "Wanna lolli? Everyone loves lollies! Sharing is fun!!!" she asked, pulling two lollipops from the symbol on her tummy. Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar "Maethor trick Sereg," he whispers. "She give us death on a stick!"
"Shut up," Maethor says, her voice monotonous. "Thank you," she replies, taking the lollies in her hand, and passing one to Sereg. "They're just lollypops. And, quit pulling on my toga, you are going to yank it off," she says, shoving her brother away from her. She studies the purple thing in front of her, her face never showing any flicker of emotion. She does wonder, however, if there is something wrog with the Pae. Maybe she was dropped on her head. . . .
"I'm Sereg. . . . sare-egg," Sereg pronunciated for the purple girl. People always get his name wrong, for some reason.
"Maethor," his sister says, to which earns another pronounciating lesson:
"My-thore," Sereg says, smiling, pleased with himself.
"You're such a moron," Maethor says, mildly, to her brother. His face immediately falls. HelMel "Why do you wear bedsheets? Are you trying to be ghosties? It's nice to meet you! I'm Share! I love to share!" She giggled and waved at them, pulling another lolli from her tummy and putting it into her mouth. "Mmm... lollies are the best sharing stuffs ever!!!" Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar "They're not bedsheets," Sereg says, and steps in front of his sister now. Apparently, the braver side of him is coming out now. He glances back at Maethor, whom is staring at the lolly in her hand. "They are togas. Very comfortable," he continues.
Maethor looks from the lolly, to Share's stomach. She isn't sure if she can trust something that came from a crazy persons's stomach. . . . She is about to say so, when Sereg just pops his in his mouth. She watches him, carefully, to see if he starts dying.
"Nice to meet you, too, Share," Sereg smiles slightly.
"Yes, nice to meet you," Maethor echoes, pulling the wrapper off of the lolly warily. Sereg hasn't died - yet. Perhaps it is slow acting? Or, it is just supposed to make you crazy? Nessylove Bouncing through, Shiva searched for Share, calling out her name. "Shaaaarreeee, where'd you run off to, Share?"
She came to a clearing around a big, beautiful lake, and saw her Care Pae friend standing near two Fae she'd met before. If only she could remember their names....
Sighing, she shook her head. Still a kid, couldn't remember a darn thing! Her little feet hopped into a run as she got closer, and smiled welcomingly.
"Hullo there!" HelMel "Hello, Shiva! Wanna lolli?" The angel asked while forming another one. She extended the candy to the ice child. "Togas? Why do you need them?" Share was very happily naked and didn't understand the want or need for clothing. Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Sereg opens his mouth to say something, but then a familiar girl comes into view. Instinctively, he hides behind his sister again.
Maethor sighs, her face still stoic as always. "We wear them because we want to," she says, replacing the wrapper on her lolly and slipping it into a pocket hidden in the folds of her toga.
She looks at Shiva, and says, "I think I know you." Nessylove Popping the lolly into her mouth happily, she gave Share a quick little hug before nodding at Maethor, and moving to grab Sereg's hand to pull him back out.
"I think we met when you were with that pretty snake lady. Don't you live with her? And you're the shy one!" She smiled at Sereg, wanting to be his friend very badly.
"I'm Shiva, in case you forgot. I live with my mama, Nessy, kinda far from here." HelMel "DO YOU WANT TO SEE MY SAND CASTLE?!?!??!?!?!?!" The angel Pae hopped up and down excitedly and kicked up sand, adamant about showing them the lumpy castle whether they really wanted to or not. Grabbing at Shiva's and Sereg's wrists she attempted to pull the children down the beach, leaving Maethor to follow along if she so chose. Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Sereg is successfully pulled from behind Maethor, if only because Maethor pushed him, as well.
He stands, a slight tremble running through his body, next to Shiva.
"He's not shy, he is a scaredy cat," Maethor informs Shiva. "Yes, she is out mamma, her name is Nyoka."
"We live in Greece," Sereg blurts out, staring dumbly at the hand that he was yanked out by.
He about jumps out of his skin when Share screams, and gives a shrill scream of his own when he is tugged on by the purple Pae.
Maethor's lip actually twitches with amusement, though she soon stomps that out. "Ok, Share," she says, and follows the trio.
Sereg shoots his sister a 'help me!' look, but she just stares blandly at him. He knows he is not going to get any help from her. Nessylove Happily she jogged with Share and Sereg to the sand castle. "Ooh, that's really pretty Share!" Lightly patting the sand next to the lumpy sand-mounds that was the "castle". She truly admired it.
"I can't make castles...the water always freezes." Sighing a little, blue eyes turned on Sereg. He looked kinda scared, and she didn't like that. Only Venedrian was the scary one in her family, he didn't need to be scared of her and Share.
"Don't worry. No bad things live around here, you're fine." A reassuring smile broke out, and she hoped it worked. Turning back towards Maethor, she waved her over. HelMel "Sand castles are very fun to make! That's not good. You should wear gloves when you build one or something! Gloves would help, right?" Turning to Sereg, she whispers, "Mister Crab likes to pinch with his thingies, so you should leave him alone... he tried to pinch my nosey." She makes a rudimentary crabclaw with her fingers to demonstrate the pinching. "DO YOU GUYS WANNA BUILD CASTLES TOO?" She giggled and flopped down in the sand. "They're really fun!" Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar "He's scared of everything, including you and Shae," Maethor says in her same, monotonous voice.
Sereg glares at Maethor. "I am not," he says, rather petulantly.
Maethor only shrugs, and watches her brother a moment.
It happens in an instant, the sugar from the lolly pop gets him. "SURE!" He cries. "Sand castles, here we come!" He plops right down next to Share, and tugs on Shiva this time. "Come on, we can make one that looks like the palace we live in!" he tells them.
Maethor blinks once, suddenly very happy that she never started eating the lollypop. She edges toward the lake, and gets in about knee deep. Descretely, she lets the lolly drop in the water, before returning to the others. "I think I will just watch," she says, eyeing her brother.
"Suit yourself!" Sereg says, giggling happily. "Mr. Crab sounds mean. You could always pinch him back!" He replies to Share.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 11:37 pm
Nessylove Shiva bit her lolli in half, sucking on the sweet goodness for a moment, and then, went manic.
Her eyes went wide, and her pupils constricted dangerously small. A large smile cracked across her face, and she jumped at least two feet in the air, clapping her hands and giggling.
"I can get the crabby, c'mere crabby crabby!" She ran in circles around Share and Sereg, chanting out. "Crabby, crabby!"
Confused and hyper, she stopped in front of Maethor, pointed and giggled. "CRABBY!"
HelMel Share giggled and molded some wet sand, trying to fashion it into a chair. "See! Sharing makes everyone happy!!!" Keeping a watchful eye on Shiva, Share attempted to guard her sandlump/sand castle while building lawn furniture to go around it. The angel Pae smiled sweetly, happy that she had made others so happy with her sharing. ((*still giggling about the "turning tricks for lollies"*))
Lenore Slytherin-Natenhar Maethor's eyes widen when Shiva stops right in front of her, and points. Her hand trembles as she holds in the urge to slap some sense into this psycho girl. Instead, she points at Share, and says, "She's crabby," and then crosses her arms over her chest, staring at Shiva in her placid way. Sereg scoots closer to Share. "What are you making? Huh? Huh? Huh?" he asks, his fiery eyes wide as he leans closer to look at the sand lawn furniture. "I want to help, tell me how to help, helping is good, helping is fun!"
Nessylove "Crabby? Nah, Share is fun, she bouncy bouncy fun fun!" The little icy girl jumped up and down excitedly, her little wings fluttering and holding her in midair.
Almost totally unperturbed by this, she scooted her bottom to propel herself forward and on top of Sereg. "Building? What's...OH!" With a thud, her wings stopped beating, she fell onto the ground, squashing part of the sand lawn.
"Ooooooopsie!"
HelMel "Oh noessss a giant icebutt storm has beseiged the castle!" Share giggled and pointed at Shiva's bottom. "Whatever shall the poor villagers doooo?" Touching the symbol on her belly, the little CarePae formed another lolli which quickly landed in her mouth. Sugar was fun. Sharing was fun. Sugar and sharing!
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 11:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 11:08 pm
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