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 Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 1:56 pm
Following his motions, the teen leaned up slightly to linger with the kiss for as long as possible before they finally parted. Breathing was ragged, and she didn't reopen her eyes until she was sitting up once more.
Zanna ran her fingers through his hair again, pushing the bangs away as the Simu pressed her lips twice to his temples. "It's 'lright... You should sleep Birdie." Nuzzling her nose against his cheek, she brushed her lips against the skin, arm wrapping gently around his waist to pull him horizontal with her.
"We'll talk in the morning, maybe after a shower of sorts..." Trailing off, the Amazon Simu got comfortable in the makeshift bed, fingers playing along his back in attempts to soothe him.
Now that he was here, she could sleep better.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 3:34 pm
He quite gladly takes to her suggestion, not even bothering to protest. She'll be there in the morning, he knows that, and it's clear he can't stay awake another minute anyway. Murmuring a goodnight softly, he lies on his stomach in the make-shift bed in a way that shows he still has enough working brainpower to protest about taking up much space.
Before long, he's out cold, his breathing the only sign of life now. His wings ruffle and flick at random intervals, as if finding it difficult to give in to rest after such an eventful day.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 3:57 pm
Before she fell to sleep as well, Zanna watched the other Simu in the moonlight, her fingers continuing to play along him in soothing motions, but like him, sleep came to her as well.
Soon enough, her eyes opened at their usual time, dawn, a little before the sun would rise. Shifting, the Amazon moved out from her spot partially wedged under Elijah, something she had unknowingly done in her sleep. Once freed, she searched around in her bag for a bit of paper and a pen, scribbling the other Simu a note before grabbing the stolen towel and toilettries from her bag and climbing down the tree.
Time for a long awaited shower.
Hanging her towel up on a branch close to shore, the teen made a makeshift bag for the soaps, stripped, and then dove into the clear water.
She simply figured with how tired Elijah had been last night, that he would not be waking up any time soon.
After swimming over to the waterfall, Zanna climbed up behind it onto the wet rocks, hooking the bag on one that jutted out before letting the falling water soothe her. Soon enough, she was actually washing her hair and skin with whatever bottle was labeled for such things.
The entire situation was oddly soothing, the sound of the waterfall blocking out everything else but her thoughts.
This was the life.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 4:21 pm
As likely assumed, Elijah remains under the spell of sleep for a great deal of time, not moving much from his current position throughout the night and into the morning. Even when Zanna had up and left, he remained pretty much where he laid down the night earlier.
Now, well into the morning, his wings spread out in a stretch, one of the first tell-tale signs of the Simu's awakening. Not long after, his eyes flutter open and he raises his head, experiencing the few moments of confusion as to where the person is before the night's events rush into recollection. Dropping his head, he groans softly yet contently.
"Off, prolly," he mutters aloud, pushing himself over, ending only in a lazy roll to the side. Now on his back, his eyes looking directly up into the patches of sky he can spot through the leaves, Elijah rests his hand across his stomach. His wings, folding to accomidate for the new position, don't feel to him fully recovered, disappointing him slightly. He could still fly, but anything more than needed will be a strain.
Pushing himself up with his arms, he manages to get onto his feet in a matter of seconds, stumbling only immediately after getting onto them. His wings spread out as a reaction, similar to that of someone's hand reaching out when they are about to fall. His wings are his safety net, so to speak.
And now, with them spread and him standing in a perch so high off the ground, it's hard to resist any sort of flight. It's inevitable now.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 4:46 pm
She stayed under the running water for a while longer, before reluctantly turning and diving back into the water. The bag could be collected whenever, or was left in case Elijah wanted to clean up some.
Swimming under the water for a bit, the teen came up for air finally, opening her eyes and treading in place for a while. The water felt so pure, and quite content to stay in just a bit longer, despite there being work to do, gathering food included.
As if forgetting about Elijah's presence naught but a tree away, Zanna leaned back and floated lazily in the clear pool as she swam slowly back to shore, taking her time to indulge in the beauty of it all while she could.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 5:55 pm
Flying down, he almost wishes he could disobey himself and fly on above the trees. Above everything, into the clouds, with a view of everything. But whether it's maturity, or just a wariness on undertaking that amount of pain and fatigue again, he resists temptations and flies only to reach the ground. His heart sinks when his feet touch the solid ground again, but this is soon forgotten at the sound of water.
Thoughts of the previous night return. She had said waterfall, yes? Well, certainly this sound has to be it. Pushing aside some overgrowth, Elijah trudges barefoot, much like he had the night earlier, closing in on the sound.
Breaking through the last of the branches, he scans the water quickly for a sign of anyone, Zanna being his desired find rather than another Simu or some beast bathing or drinking. Just as he comes into plain sight, his foot snaps down on a twig, the crack ringing out quite clearly with the sound of rushing water.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 6:13 pm
The noise snapped her out of the daze she was in, the teen abruptly uprighted herself and turned towards Elijah, eyes widening when she realized that he was looking in her direction, and that she was definately naked.
Now what?
Feeling her feet hit the bottom, she wrapped her arms around herself the best that she could and just kind of, stood there in the water. Hopefully he couldn't see too much. "Um..." Was what she stuttered, not really being able to think of anything to say for once.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 10:43 pm
"They are strange but that just means we can explore them. Maybe we're the first humans on the islands or something! Or maybe no one has been here for thousands of years. I think there are places like that, where the animals have no idea what we are so they aren't afraid of us at first." Aurora told Ronin, watching the 'fire' out of the corner of her eye. "We can go sit in front of that when it's actually a fire."
She blinked, nodding. "Of course we will! I bet they're already on their way."
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 2:29 am
Ronin nodded quite tired and sighed. "You're right Princess Rora. You're a brave princess." He smiled slightly and allowed his bare feet to play around with the sandy surface.
"Animals and humans should live in peace together..." The young one added and imagined himself on a horse, just like every usual knight. If he came home, he would ask someone to buy him a horse. Mother or father or Kyoko...somebody would buy a horse for him, he was sure.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 6:36 am
Sim sighed that his question was not answered and he was being ignored for no good reason. It was annoying to the red head but he decided to keep his silence, no point in causing trouble if they were stuck together after all. Maybe once they found some means to escape this infernal pit mother nature threw them in he could casually mention how the only sane person present was the amazon teen.
He shook his head and wrote out his thoughts in his journal, and once he finished he gave a dramatic groan. "Oh, I feel quite faint from hunger, perhaps I shall venture out into these uncharted wilderness to forage for food and water. I shan't be able to return with enough for everyone, so I do hope you all understand if I'm the only one who will dine tonight." he 'apologized' before stuffing his journal back into his now dried bag. He took some of the dried miniature clothing with him as he left, whistling a silly little tune.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:00 am
RP Prompt for Ronin
Ronin should be starting to feel like he needs to be really isolated from the group... without anyone following or noticing. ninja
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:07 am
The young boy watched his surroundings once again and as he blinked one more time a feeling arose inside of his stomach, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"I'm just...back in a minute..." He mumbled and got up, slightly shaking because of his tiredness. The events had been quite exhausting for Ronin and although he tried to cover it, it was still noticable. So he slowly moved away from the others, who seemed to tired to even notice that he was trying to sneak out of the situation.
After making sure that Rora stayed near the soon-to-be fireside and that the others didn't pay attention, the youngest Simu walked a while along the shore. This feeling was still inside of his stomach, but it didn't feel like missing someone or even being uncomfortable. It was completely strange and new and Ronin somehow feared that the salt water had been incredibly bad for him.
His feet lead him closer towards this 'big forest' and he sighed as he looked at the green hell. "So..."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:20 am
RP Prompt for Ronin:
The feeling seems to almost lead him away, in a direction that no Simu has been in. He'll feel compelled to walk for a while until he comes across the narrow bridge of land between the main island and the tiny bird hill. The tide that's rising is starting to cover it with water, so he'll have to hurry. The moon is rising also though, and a soft glow from the moon covers everything and casts long dark shadows across the lapping water.
Once there... Ronin will see a sword on the rock mound. It's in good condition, not dirty or scratched...
And it'll be there on that rocky place that Ronin will start to grow... (You can make the growing process anyway you like. ^_^ He'll need to get back across the land bridge before it gets covered with water though.)
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:58 am
The ocean's colour was reflected in the boy's eyes as he slowly moved onto the said bird island.
What a wonderful weapon... Flashed through his mind as he slowly stepped closer, accompanied by the moonlight which even intensified his feelings. This had to be the most beautiful place in the whole wide world and he, Ronin, had found it. He would show it to his sister probably some day...or to Princess Rora perhaps.
The sound of the flood pulled him out of his dreams and he finally noticed that he had to hesitate, if he ever wanted to come back to the main island. Otherwise he had to find out if birds are really as peaceful as said...But he wouldn't go without the sword. Not at all.
His steps became more firm as Ronin moved towards the rock mould and tightened his grip around the hilt of the wonderful possession. The moon slowly dipped him into a pale light and Ronin felt the feeling he had felt before. But this time it was more intense, just like a hord of ants would ran around inside of him.
As he lifted the sword up it felt like he'd managed to save all the princesses in the whole wide world. The prickle now covered his whole body and he was showered in happiness and moonlight as the young one's eyes suddenly noticed the tide almost covering the whole land bridge.
"Damn it..." Ronin mumbled to himself and glanced a last time at the hill full of athmosphere and beauty, before dashing off towards the main island.
He didn't feel strange anymore, but now there was something different that bothered him. He was much faster...and he needed less steps now to reach the other islands...and did the trees shrink ?
As he stepped onto the land the water just killed the bridge and Ronin had time to breath in an ordinary way. But as he looked down to get a better view on the sword, he was close to screaming and running back into the ocean. He had changed !
His kimono was gone and he was wearing clothes which were much more mature...and knight-like, the boy noticed. His hands slowly moved across the new clothes and he smirked. What a strange day...perhaps it was just a dream ?
Ronin moved closer to the water, but it was impossible to see himself in it's surface, because of the ever moving tide....Damn again...
Perhaps he would wake up if he got back to the others. Although this dream wasn't so bad at all...
Ronin headed back towards the small camp they had set up without knowing how long he had gone or what he should think about all of this. His own small footprints were now replaced with bigger ones as he moved up towards the place they had settled at. The newly discovered teenager didn't say a word...he just stared.
But there was something he hadn't noticed yet...a small polished dagger had found it's way into the floods as he had crossed the bridge...and it was slowly drifting away to an unknown place...
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:05 pm
[oh wow, I'm getting so confused on what time it is for them @__@ and wow.. Ronin *stares and oogles* ]
It wasn't as if Urahara had really meant to ignore people at that moment, though staring at his kick a** fire - yes, it was working and it was kick a**, kaythanks - really was a nice distraction from the lot of them. His eyes finally flickered from the lull of the flames as Sim got up in complaints about food and glanced as Ronin left soon after on his own accounts (Ura wasn't paying much attention to him...).
So, now it seemed that the teen was left with the worst possible person... Aurora. The thoughts of food and the idea of going to get some seemed as a better option, clearly, but at the moment Urahara wasn't much in the mood for food or even getting up. What with a migraine coming on and those things always spoiled the ideas of.. well, anything and the fact that the fire just seemed to soothing to look at, he didn't really want to do anything. Damn lack of sleep and exacuation of the ship and damn Rora. This was all her fault, clearly everything was. Ura glanced at the girl for a moment, his eyes closing to a squint and half a glare. His right eye twitched as the pain in his head increased. Yeah.. food was totally out... and that meant getting up was out as well.
His eyes glanced back at the flames as they danced and crackled against the air, just inviting him to continue zoing out upon them. Resting was sounding so good right now, just laying by the fire. Urahara absent mindedly plopped himself over to the side, his gaze still upon the flames until he closed his eyes.
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