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Dragonfyre

Shirtless Shapeshifter

PostPosted: Fri Dec 03, 2004 1:23 pm


Selene writes...
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November 26th - At the Feien HQ

Rynn
Ianios flew into the shop, settling down near the gemstone that had once been Celaien. He glanced around. The shop seemed empty. That was good. He hugged the gemstone to him, feeling its warmth. How he missed Cel still. Nearly a month had passed since his death and time had not eased his pain.

Ian rubbed a hand over the surface of the stone, sighing softly. Would he ever see Cel again or would he be forced to face the fact Cel was never coming back?


Dragonfyre
A tall, pale feien wandered in, fluttering lightly down to the windowsill of the shop. The impact of her landing quietly jangled the set of silver bracelets she wore on both wrists and ankles. She walked a few paces further and almost tripped over her own feet, and a louder metallic jingle announced her presence to anyone in the area. Selene winced and looked down, embarrassed, and sat herself down on the windowsill with her feet dangling to watch the end of the sunset.

The sunlight was just fading away into scattered wisps of pink, giving way to the hazy purple twillight. It was just the time of evening where every light, from elegant candle flames to dingy streetlights took on a certain ethereal, jewel-like quality that marked the coming of the twilight.

Selene watched the sky quietly, her silver eyes lit with the few old stories she had heard about the twilight, of the time when the veil between worlds was at its thinnest.
I wonder if one could travel between them? She thought to herself curiously.


Rynn
Ianios looked over quickly from his perch. He was still hugging the red gemstone and dropped his arms quickly. This was one feien he didn't know, nor had he even seen her before. He watched her, hearing the jingle of the bracelets she wore.

She was pretty, he gave her that. Unusual color for her markings. He hadn't seen a dark blue before. Wonder what her element was?

Ian coughed softly, not to surprise her. Perhaps they could become friends.


Dragonfyre
Selene sat up and looked around when she heard the small cough, and smiled politely to the green fairy sitting near the gemstone. She hadn't seen him before, which was no surprise. She started to turn back to the darkening scene outside, but suddenly remembered her manners, and decided that she should at least go and introduce herself.

She scrambled to her feet with a jingle and made her way toward the counter carefully, watching her step on the rough, knotted wood of the windowsill so she didn't make any more embarrassing mistakes. She made the jump from sill to counter gracefully, appearing to be much more at ease when using her wings than when using her feet. She landed near the red gemstone, and smiled a little shyly. Her voice was musical, but very quiet.

"Hello. I don't think I've met you before, I'm Selene." She folded her wings neatly and shuffled her foot back behind her ankle a little nervously, the anklets shifting with a muffled clink.


Rynn
Ianios stood up, and gave her a slight bow. "Name's Ianios, but you can call me Ian." He smiled at her, remarking at her beauty. "You must get told this a lot, but you're very beautiful." He was blushing as he said it, but he meant it. Granted a lot of the other feien were beautiful too, but there was something.

He smiled, looking at the silver around her wrists and ankles. "You like silver too? My bond adores it."


Dragonfyre
Selene's pale face turned an interesting shade of pink. Whatever she had been expecting, it wasn't that. She fiddled with a lock of dark hair, not even noticing as her fingers worked it into a neat braid. "Ah... I.. well um,... I mean, thank you." She looked a little flustered, but smiled. "Nice to meet you Ian." She lifted her hand with and nodded, studying the shimmering bracelets. "Mine likes it too, she makes jewelry and things from it, she let me have these. "


Rynn
Ianios was still blushing himself. He hadn't meant to make her blush, but had spoken the truth. And it was quite odd. In her spare time, Rynn too would craft jewelry out of silver. "Our bonds are somewhat alike. Rynn makes jewelry as well."

He smiled, taking a seat once more. "Have a seat. I promise I don't bite." He grinned, chuckling to himself. "That actually depended on who he was wanting to bite. Cel had gotten a few of those type bites before, and had quite enjoyed them.

Motioning to the gemstone, he gave Selene a sad smile. "Meet Celaien, my former mate." The gemstone was quite warm, even in the coolness of the shop.


Dragonfyre
Selene sat down next to him with a jingle. She saw the emotion in his eyes, and her brows knitted sympathetically. Silver eyes studied the gem idly, and she wondered to herself what the fairy had been like. She knew what it was like to lose someone... but she shoved away the rest of that thought with a cryptic expression on her face, a cross between resignation, sadness, and something else. She returned her attention to the other feien, meeting his eyes and imagining what he must be going through. Selene hesitated a moment, and put a cool, comforting hand on his arm. "I'm sorry..." She trailed off akwardly and looked away, knowing that was not nearly sufficient. Her gaze turned to the sky outside, searching for the words to say what she wanted. A wistful melody formed itself in her head, but that would be of little use without its words.


Rynn
Ianios nodded. "Thank you," he said softly, smiling sadly at her. He caught the expression on her face, but wasn't sure what to make of it. He glanced to the gemstone, then back to Selene. "It's been almost a month...I'm still not use to the fact he's gone," he said softly.

Ah, this wasn't how he wanted to greet the newcomer. He was bringing her down and he hated himself for it. Trying to break the tension he had caused, he decided to ask Selene more about herself. "Do you like silver as well? Rynn only wears silver, and though I have a silver circlet, I rarely wear it."


TarnishedHalo
Valsharess felt rather social for once and thought that a feeling such as that should not go to waste. Unfortunately, being quite short on social acquaintances, her mind rattled on, she felt the need to acquire some. This also posed quite a dilemma when it came to meeting them. So Val did the only thing she knew and that was to go to the shop.

She'd only been here a few times, so the red striped feien sort of peered around the corner of the doorway as she hovered in. Her tiny wings buzzed behind her to keep her aloft and her hands were clasped neatly behind her back.


Rynn
Ianios heard some buzzing near the doorway, and waved as he saw a smaller feien peek in. "Hi!" he said. "Come on in!"


TarnishedHalo
Val saw two feien who seemed to be much larger than her.

INTRIGUING!

She didn't know many adults and she'd really only met Semella who was rather grown up.

"Hello.." She waved one of her hands passively in the direction of the male and female faeries, "I am Valsharess. What names, recognitions, nicknames, etc do you happen to follow?" She rambled in her normal way and smiled gently.


Dragonfyre
Selene nodded, "Yes, I do. It seems a little silly, but it reminds me of the ocean." The feien's expression was a bit wistful and detached, though not quite sad. She coughed slightly and her attention snapped back to the warm shop around her. "I'm learning to weave a bit at home, it's pretty fun, it will be nice to have something to keep warm when the winter comes. I didn't really mind it before, but I was inside most of the time then." She thought of something, since not all of the feien would have even seen the winter here yet. "Have you ever seen the snow?"

She turned to the little red fairy who had just entered, "Hello there." She smiled politely, wondering to herself just how many of the tiny feien there were. She grinned at Val's long-winded manner, and brushed an unruly lock of hair from her face. "I'm Selene, nice to meet you."


Rynn
Ianios smiled at the younger feien. "I'm Ianios, but usually called Ian. Or if you're Arith, you'd call me Ia." He grinned. He had never minded that nickname. "Are we to call you Val?" He liked this one, she was a lot like he, curious.

Turning back to Selene, he shook his head. "Never seen snow. I don't like cold much. I'm a plant feien," he went on to explain. "I like summer more. Aria, my bond's other feien, is a water feien. She likes cool where I take to warm. We're almost complete opposites." He smirked, wondering what she was doing at the moment. Probably playing a video game.

He wondered how he was going to do once winter really hit. Whould he be forced to wear that pink and white jacket to go anywhere outside? Dragon's fire, he hoped not. If the others saw him...


TarnishedHalo
"Hello Ian and Selene.. No I am not Arith, though whether that is fortunate or unfortuante is left for you to determine.." Her hands clasped once more behind her back. She looked both of the other feien over. "It would be rather odd if I were Arith, don't you think? I do not even know this Arith so I suppose it would be even MORE odd for me..." Val caught herself rambling again and hovered about the two as they talked about summer and winter and people she did not know.

She needed to get out more, obviously.



Dragonfyre
Selene smlied, remembering what winter was like last year. She had been summoned in the midst of it, and her memory was a little misted with the length of time that had passed, but Snow she remembered perfectly. "It's beautiful. It's not like rain, it's perfectly quiet when it falls, and the little snowflakes are just like lace. They're so fragile they just melt away if you even touch them. Bitterly cold though, you wouldn't want to stay outside for long. Like Dragon said, it can be dangerous, especially to the smaller ones. " She shrugs with a smile. "I don't mind the cold so much, as long as it doesn't stay for too long. I'm a sky feien myself, by the way."


Rynn
Ianios laughed. He hadn't laughed like that in a while, either. "No no, Arith is another feien. She calls me Ia, everyone else calls me Ian. I was just poiting that out." Valsharess was cute as well, in her own way. "Come on and have seat."


Rynn
A sky feien? He hadn't heard of one of those! How interesting. Was she the only one? He was the only plant feien he was aware of. "I think I'd like to see this snow then. It sounds lovely." He would like to feel it, at least once, But if it was too cold, he's admire it from the house.

Turning back to Val, he smiled. "And what elemental are you? Just being curious."



TarnishedHalo
Valsharess listened attentively while she moved in a bit of a circle before settling down to a sitting position, much like an animal who circles before getting comfortable.

"Sky and Plant? I have never met those types. I am a feien on Respiration. Breathing. The act of life for humans you know.. " She nodded sagely and sat indian style.


Dragonfyre
Selene giggled at the tiny feien's chatter, a musical sound like pearls falling on glass. She smiled and offered a hand to the talkative red feien hovering above them, "You're welcome to come sit with us if you'd like."


Rynn
Ianios nodded. "Well, I'd never met a Sky or a Respiration feien before either. Or another plant feien for that matter." He smirked, running his hand through his hair, spiking it. Ian drew his long legs up, sitting like Val now.


Dragonfyre
Selene watched the little feien settle herself cutely. She looked at the young feien a little curiously as she mentioned her element. "Respiration? I can't say I've heard of that one before either." She smiled, "I suppose it's because I've been away for so long, people have been coming and going that I haven't even got a chance to know yet."


Rynn
"You're not the only one, Selene. I still don't know a lot of the feien here, and I've been around since June. Though for the month of August, Aria and I joined our bond on an adventure." His blue eyes seemed to glow at that. "Are there any special spells for Respiration?"


TarnishedHalo
"Spells? I.. don't know. I am not adept with magic very much at this time." Val rested her hands on her knees. "I have not been sure how to go about it, in fact. Is it just like Alakazam.. magic? Hmm.." She tilted her head to the side.


Rynn
Ianios bit his lip in thought. It was sorta like that, he guessed. All he knew was flight and Green Thumb, and those came naturally. "Maybe it's suppose to come naturally. Take my spell Green Thumb for instance. I don't think I am casting it when I tend to my flowers, but they seem to grow and thrive a lot better than when Rynn tends to them." It was the only way he could explain it.


Dragonfyre
Selene nodded, with a smile. She wondered what it would be like to have a sibling, another feien that was always around to talk to. It seemed like it might be a little stifiling, having people around all the time. "That sounds like fun." She smiled, "I've been on a few journies myself, but only on my own. Is it hard to travel with someone else?" Selene glanced behind her to the window - it was already dark out, and the moon was just visible above the line of houses, veiled thinly with clouds. "I had better be going." She stood up and waved to Ianios and Valsharess with a silvery jingle. "I hope I see you around sometime!" Her eyes lingered sympathetically on Ian, silently wishing him strength. She hadn't even spoken to him very long, but it seemed like he had been a friend for a long time. He hadn't even said anything in particular that should make it seem like that. She shrugged to herself and waved with a jingle, "Goodbye then." Selene fluttered towards the window and outside, disappearing into the moonlit night.


TarnishedHalo
Valsharess watched Ian talk about spells and it was obvious she was always thinking. Her mind never stopped moving.

Selene had risen though and now was feeling. "Farewell Selene.. It is unfortunate that we could not speak longer.." She smiled a bit and watched the elder feien go.


Rynn
Ianios shook his head no, watching Selene get up. Too bad she was leaving already, she was fun to talk too. It felt somewhat like he's known her a while. But they had just met! He waved goodbye to her, then turned to Valsharess.
PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 10:31 am


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Dragonfyre

Shirtless Shapeshifter


Dragonfyre

Shirtless Shapeshifter

PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 10:38 am


January 2nd - Feien HQ. Selene meets Ursa!


Sycorax
It was a good day out. Brisk and chilled. Ursa felt the sting of winter keenly - she was not a cold or ice elemental, after all. But she was glad of that. It kept her alert. Kept her awake. Kept her tough.

Getting to the shop had required her to fly through a small blizzard, and she spent part of her journey plowing through foot-deep snow. All the better.

Absence made the heart grow fonder, and as soon as she got inside, she was glad of the warmth. She was suddenly struck with the urge to sunbathe, although it was too dark out for that. Far too dark. And she did not want anyone to catch her lollygagging in the shop, no matter how eloquently her muscles begged for rest.

It didn't take muscles, to fly. Just the magic. A small effort of will.

Ursa floated up to the list of Feien spells, and looked them over. Magic, she thought, was often balderdash and frippery. Ursa did not hold with things that could be considered a replacement for an honest day's work. But she didn't want to be too prejudiced. Might as well give the list a look-over. Magic, after all, let her fly. Magic brought her back.


Dragonfyre
Selene fluttered along outside, following the green feien curiously and humming to herself, as always. She didn't bother to brush the snowflakes off, not minding the cold much.

She rubbed a hand on one of the windowpanes, clearing a small circle of its frost. She peeked inside to see if anyone else was in there, although it didn't really seem like it because it was so dark. Oh well, there were darkness feien after all, maybe they liked it that way.


Sycorax
Ursa perused the water spells. Shooting a small spray of water from her hands? Good lords, what a useless power. Ursa doubted that there was great need for an ambulatory drinking fountain in Feien society. If there was, SHE certainly wasn't going to fill that role. And Ursa did not wish for any spell to ease swimming - the entire point of getting that fish tank from Sycorax was to give herself a good workout. Perhaps the light spells would prove more promising. Flash looked interesting.

The large Feien coughed. Something, she felt, was watching her.

"Whatever you are, you can come out now," Ursa said, in a loud but conversational voice. It was probably yet another shrinking-violet juvenile, like that little boy with the horn she'd met before. "I won't bite, honey. And if you try to bite me... well, I wouldn't try it, if I were you."



Dragonfyre
Selene jumped guiltily at the other feien's announcement, and wondered to herself about the feien's voice, making up a character for the person to. She sounded very self-assured, that much was for certain.

Selene took her time flying into the shop and landing on the counter. She started to walk forward towards where the other feien was standing, but tripped over a book and tumbled head-over-heels with a chorus of jingling from her bracelets.

She managed to recover herself a moment later and backed away shyly, her fingers absently working a lock of her hair into a braid. "Sorry, need to watch my step..." Her own voice was quiet and a little scratchy with disuse, but musical. She introduced herself with a smile, "I'm Selene, I don't believe I've met you before."


Sycorax
"Ursa," Ursa said, simply. She siezed the shorter Feien's hand in a firm grasp, and shook it - regardless of whether Selene wished her to or not.

"I don't see many adults around here," Ursa appraised the other Feien. She didn't quite understand why so many of their kind seemed to be so recitient. That hardly accomplished anything. "It's good to meet you, honey."

Not that they were all bad. Still. That Tango was the best of a mediocre lot.

Ursa released Selene's hand, almost as an afterthought.

"You wouldn't happen to have met anyone named Yanvir or Semella, would you?"


Dragonfyre
Selene blinked as the other feien took her hand in a vice-like grip and tried not to wince. "N-Nice to meet you." She waited for Ursa to let her hand go... and waited... "Erm..." She opened her mouth to protest, but Ursa had finally let it go. She flexed her fingers slowly to see if they still worked.

She held her arm a little stiffly to her side and backed away a step for a little more space. What a strange feien... and a tail too? She'd never seen any feien with tails, although she knew they existed. "Yanvir or Semella... No, I can't say I have. I haven't been here for quite a while, so I suppose they must have come while I was gone. Are they some of the new young ones?"


Sycorax
"Young ones? I doubt it," Ursa shrugged. If Selene was holding her hand a little stiffly, Ursa didn't notice.

A small grin formed on the blue-skinned Feien's features.

"I was an Ancient gemstone. Yanvir brought me back from the dead, and as far as I know, this Semella's in the same boat that I am," Ursa said, matter-of-factly, as though being slightly undead was a matter of course. "They don't come around here, though."

Ursa's brow wrinkled.

"Is there a place that the adults go? I don't see so many around here, except for that Yeande. Goodness knows wherever you people are going, you're not getting enough to eat."

Ursa shook her head, at Selene's slim frame. Yeande had been the same. So was Aria, which was why Ursa'd given the woman those cookies - even if she'd forgotten a note. Those poor bastards. They'd snap like twigs in a stiff breeze, they would.

Ura's tail flicked.

"No offense, honey."

Not everyone could look as grand as Ursa, sadly for them. No need to be an a** about it.


Dragonfyre
"Really?" Her eyes lit up at Ursa's mention of such powerful magic. Resurrecting a feien from a gemstone? It was possible?

If Ursa was reborn, then what about that warm red gemstone, that Ian seemed so attached to..? Her mind flitted quickly from one possibility to the next, her curiosity showing rather obviously on her face, though she didn't notice herself.

She remotely realized that Ursa was still talking. Something about food? She nodded vaguely, her mind still spinning over this new puzzle. What a tale that would be, returning from the dead...

She resolved silently to ask her about it, and to find this Yanvir fellow. He would certainly know more, but if even Ursa couldn't find him after he ressurrected her, it might prove to be quite a task. A quest! How wonderful! A tale in the weaving. She smiled to herself.

"No offense, honey."

Her musings stopped abruptly as she snapped back to the conversation. Before she could think about it, she reacted with a confused, "Huh? Why would I be offended...?"


Sycorax
Ursa chuckled, lightly, and gave Selene a hearty slap on the back! She tried to keep it light, since the woman looked a little frail. Of course, light for Ursa was not the same as light for other people, but... the thought counted?

"Now that's the right attitude to have! You're skinny, I've got some meat on my bones, no need to make a drama production out of it."

The chuckling stopped, although Ursa's good mood remained.

"I asked if there was a place where adults met. Do you have questions too, honey? What brings you here?"

Ursa's tail flicked more rapidly. Cracked, almost. Like a whip.

"I, for one, am tired of walking around with a great hole in my mind where my childhood should have been. I can't say I'm not glad to be alive, so I'll give Yanvir that, but I don't hold with going around ressurecting people and not giving them a clue as to who they used to be. It's not right. No one seems to have any information about anything around here, except for Yeande. I don't know how you lot stand it. "

Ursa snorted. It wasn't like her to lose discipline like this, but dammit, she was frustrated! Not only did no one know anything about anything, but no one seemed to CARE! What WERE they, that they could call something like Ursa back from the dead? And why? Why were they here? Why were they dependant on weak-willed humans like that Sycorax? Ursa was a simple woman. All she wanted was a world that made sense. Was that too much to ask!??

"I don't even know my real name," Ursa rumbled. She wasn't really annoyed at Selene. The woman was a bit of a wallflower for Ursa's tastes, but she had a decent attitude. Ursa was simply annoyed with existance, in general. Poor Selene happened to be in the wrong place, at the right time. "Do you think Ursa suits me?"


Dragonfyre
Selene grimaced slightly and dug her heels in to keep from tumbling forwards as Ursa gave her a slap on the back. Good lord, why did the woman insist on such physical conversation? She obviously meant well, what with all her good-natured chuckling and smiles.

Selene had no idea what the feien was going on about, what did it matter to her if she was skinny or not? As long as she stayed out of trouble, she was usually good to go. Ah well.

"There aren't any meeting places that I'm aware of, apart from here in the shop." She shrugged a bit, studying the other fairy curiously. She was a little rough obviously, but Selene got the impression that she was... motherly, in an odd way. Selene flinched slightly as Ursa's tail snapped loudly. Definately a bit rough.

Selene nodded in response to the big fairy's question, and listened attentively to her story, storing it carefully in her memory in case it bore writing about later on. The woman certainly seemed agitated... With good reason, she supposed. But why would there be a gap in her memories like that? It was something that ought to be investigated. She frowned slightly, but let her continue.

Selene leaned back a bit, slightly alarmed by the huge feien's rage. she watched Ursa's expression closely, wondering about what had driven her into such a temper. It was obviously something more than a simple gap in her memory.

"Ursa..." Selene tried out the name, and tilted her head to study the feien. "Well, it suits you, but not perfectly." She paused, taking a little time in forming her question. "He didn't tell you anything at all..." She frowned to herself, with a tinge of suspicion in her voice. "Who is this Yanvir? I haven't met him, he must be awfully powerful if he can do something like that. And either callous or stupid to just leave you to fend for yourself like that." She added hurriedly, "Not to say that you couldn't! That's not what I meant... but it seems rather cruel to leave a feien in... well in another world, practically, without a word to guide them. Well, for all I know it could be another world... " She trailed off, but pulled herself firmly out of the daydreaming before it started. This needed to be attended to first. "In any case, we'd better find this fellow. I'd like to speak with him too, I've some questions myself."


Sycorax
Ursa calmed down. Somewhat.

"He gave me to a human. I guess that was enough for me to survive. It's the same any bloom gets, and I shouldn't complain if I got the same treatment as a child," Ursa nodded to herself, slightly ashamed of her outburst. Her frustration made her weak.

Hm. Ursa didn't apologize. But.

She flew over to a shelf, and retrieved the small bit of cloth she'd used to carry some things to the shop. Mostly in case Tango showed up. Or she got hungry before heading on the way back.

"Cookie?" She offered, opening the parcel. Inside there were, indeed, Feien-sized cookies. Macadamia-nut and dark chocolate. Ursa worked with the best.

Besides. Selene could use some meat on her bones!

"As far as I know, Yanvir is an Ancient who didn't die. He has the power to ressurect others. My human Sycorax described him as dark, even demonic looking - but then, Sycorax has all the courage of gnat," Ursa snorted.

"I can live without my memories, but I'd like to know why he brought me back," Ursa continued, brusquely, before faltering a bit. "I should have a purpose."

Ursa wasn't sure what she'd do without one. All that discipline and all that training had to mean something, even if all she did with it was keep the young ones in hand. Ursa could forge her own way if she needed to, but she was disgruntled with how little the other Feien cared about what was going on with their own society. Ursa was no hypocrite. If there was something from the past out there, waiting for her, she wanted to know.

"Is that what you're looking for too, honey?" Ursa asked, sympathetically.


Dragonfyre
Selene nodded, listening to Ursa's story with sympathy. She didn't really hold it against her.

She smiled as the other feien offered her a cookie. "Thanks!" She munched on it thoughfully, with a nod of appreciation. "Wow, this is really good..."

Selene laughed quietly at Ursa's description of her human. "Mmhmm, I don't think any of them are all that bright. I wonder if this ancient is something to be afraid of, though?" She shrugged, wondering about the identity of this Yanvir fellow. Perhaps he was the villain, practicing dark magic with no thought of the consequences. She glared slightly at nothing in particular, annoyed at herself for drifting off again. She hadn't even met him yet.

She noted the falter in Ursa's voice as she mentioned her need of a purpose. She nodded slowly, "Yes, true... although, I think that's something that none of us knows, our purpose... We can only guess, until after the fact. Who knows, maybe the purpose is simply to spend your life searching for it." Her gaze snapped back to Ursa as an idea struck her. What if the feien could regain her memories? What if she learned of her previous life? Would she know what its purpose had been? Or would it just be like waking up from a dream?

"As for my questions... Well, I remember my childhood, but I don't know that that puts me much better off. I don't really know anything about our people, and I would like to learn more. Do the humans just foster us out to any human? And why? And... " Selene paused slightly, thoroghly disgusted by the idea. "Are we... sold? Like some common housepet?" The tall fairy sighed.

"I told poor little Indra that the gemstones are only here for protection. At that time, I didn't imagine that it would be there for anything else. But now I have doubts... I've been away for far too long. I didn't care about anything else that was going on, I just got lost in daydreams, I lost my sense of time, and society. But now, well, I can hardly help but notice what's going on, and I want to find out what's behind it all."

She shook her head. "I just don't know. I don't know why I waited until now to worry about it, I suppose I had just been too absorbed in stories and daydreams, didn't stop to think about things, really, until I saw the gemstones here. Come to think of it, how did Yanvir get hold of your gemstone in the first place?" She frowned slightly.


Sycorax
Ursa beamed. Or at least, she would have beamed, were she anyone other than Ursa. At the very least, her grin widened. Finally - FINALLY someone else who was as concerned about these things as Ursa was! Selene brought up a lot of good points. Household pets? That hadn't even occured to the larger Feien. She didn't think these things through, deeply. All she knew was her gut reaction - what she felt was right, and what she felt was wrong. She knew that she wanted the world to make sense. That was all.

This Selene might be a frail thing, but she wasn't TOO little, and at least she was sharp. Ursa appreciated that. Ursa herself was no genius, but she didn't need to be. The sharpness of her claws made up for it.

Lost in a daydeam. Yes. None of the other Adults and Juveniles seemed to care. Were they lost? Was it because of the humans, or was it the malaise that killed their people in the first place?

"I don't know," Ursa shook her head. "Yeande told me that someone named Julius had a cache of Ancient gemstones - old girls and boys like me - under guard for protection. Maybe Yanvir does the same. Maybe I was his friend. Or his enemy's enemy."

The larger Feien bit her lip, speculating.

"You say there was another gemstone in the shop? I don't see one now."

Ursa scanned the area. Her features took on a hard look.

"I hope it went to someone who cared for it. This merging business, I'm not comfortable with it. Call me partisan," and at this, Ursa smiled, wryly. "But I'd be more comfortable if there were someone around here to watch out for the dead."

Silently, she offered Selene more food.

"Do they really SELL us?" Ursa muttered, indignant. Ursa hadn't known that. She shook her head. One question at a time.

"Nevermind," her voice grew louder again. "Honey, I like your style. You want answers and so do I. What say we pool resources? Stories I don't know much of, and daydreams neither, but if you want a lock kicked in, I'm your woman."



Dragonfyre
Selene smiled slightly in return. She truly was glad to have gained a friend, at last, for Ursa seemed like a straightforward, honest person. On the other hand, these questions still plagued her, and she couldn't draw her attention fully away from them for long. Perhaps it was the fact that she had voiced them at last? Selene certainly had voiced enough, this must have been the most she's talked in weeks.

Her frown deepened slightly. "A cache of gemstones?" She repeated, in disbelief. "But why? Does he think they're just objects, like everyone seems to? Another pretty rock for his collection?" She caught herself again, ashamed. "I didn't mean it that way, I don't even know the fellow so I can't say. But still... Indra had to be told what it was, and a lot of the others seem to just treat it like a corpse." She sighed.

She frowned slightly, confused. "Merging?" She took the cookie with a grateful nod, and nibbled at it thoughtfully. She shook her head, "I don't know if they purposely sell us or not. That's what I'm going to find out. The humans have too much of a hand in this, there seems... something wrong with it."

She nodded, grateful for the change of subject. This discussion had gotten awfully dark for having just met. She smiled warmly at Ursa's proposition. "Yes, that would be great. It's nice to know there's someone else of the same mind." Her smile grew, and she wondered to herself. "I think we have quite a bit in common."


Sycorax
"So do I!" Ursa said, gruffly. She was pleased. Her tail - expressive as it was - curled happily. Tango was a nice kid, but it was good to finally meet an adult she could get on with.

Her fist clenched.

"It's alright, Sel. I know I was a stone. I'm glad to be alive, but I would have been fine staying that way," Ursa's speech took on a raw undertone, and her usually booming voice lowered. She spoke confidentially. "Do you know that they keep them to merge with others? To make the corpse and a Feien that are alive... into one being? If it's a way to bring back a loved one, I guess I understand. If the dead Feien wished it, as a way to be alive again, I understand that too. "

Ursa's took on a solid, determined air. Her cloth wings flapped in the breeze of the shop. "But to be taken into some stranger who never knew or cared about the life in that gemstone, obliterated, used like a power-up in a videogame... I don't know if I can hold with that. What if my gem were merged, and someone else got brought back? What if I were joined with someone I would have hated? What if it were someone who could have been my worst enemy, or some weak, whiny waste of air? I'd be trapped within them. Forever. I'd be PART of them, and everything that's ME would be gone. It's..."

Disturbing.

Ursa was not a deep thinker, but she had a very strong sense of self. Ursa was URSA. She could not imagine being anyone else.

Merging was the one and only thing that Ursa feared, in this life. Or death, as the case might be.

"Whatever my life was, I am NOT an object. None of us Ancients are. None of us Feien are, period. That's what I think."

Ursa smiled, wanly, and deflated a little. Her anger was harsh and quick. "The others seem to think I overreact. Maybe I am, because this bag of bones should still be nothing but green rock right now. I'm glad you understand."

She looked Selene straight in the eyes.

"Those people could have been my comrades. Or my enemies, I don't care. I've got to know."

Ursa sighed.

"And if they're selling us, we've got to know too. The way some of these children run wild, with no respect for their elders, it wouldn't surprise me. But why?"

Hell if Ursa knew. Speculation was not her forte.

Ursa placed her hands on her hips, "But enough about me! Drama won't get anyone anywhere. Would you like to go get a drink? Yanvir's not here - I checked his lair. I'd like to hear what it's like to grow up in this world of ours, if you're willing to tell the story."

She managed to look a little chagrinned, in spite of her bulk, and usually-confident posture. Only a little bit, though. A little, tiny, minute bit. "I've only been here a month."


Dragonfyre
Selene nodded as Ursa related her worries, wondering to herself as well about the implications of two feien being merged, regardless if only one of them was really alive. And if so, did resurrection give a person true life? Or was part of them left behind? Or perhaps it was something more, since they had a whole life behind them? "Indeed it is..."

She nodded emphatically in agreement with the bigger feien as she asserted angrily that Feien weren't objects. Her question brought up others as well... The identities of these feien were unknown to them, but did the other ancients know? Did they just find the gemstones, or did they have them for some darker reason? She shook her head slightly. That didn't bear thinking about for the time being. There were many things to ask these ancients.

Selene smiled warmly, "I'd be happy to."
PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 12:20 pm


Crap, double post. x_X

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