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 Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:12 pm
"Hardly. I'm from a traditional family of wealth and power in Port Tempranillo. I was kept inside all of my life, except for parties and infrequent visits to the Market with my mother. When I ran away with Shamira was the first time I'd ever set foot on wild grass or walked through wild forests. It takes some getting used to, to be sure."
Vanna flew off of Ro's shoulder, looping and fluttering up among the rocks, playfully.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:33 pm
Lorelei laughed pleasantly, watching the two as well. "Vanna will one day become a child like Rojiza, yes? When she does, I suppose I'll teach her embroidery, languages, and perhaps how to play the harp... it's pretty much all I know how to do. Well, ballroom dancing, of course, and being unhead and unseen, but those two things probably won't sit well with a girl of freedom."
Lorelei stretched, looking around. "I wonder what she'll be like..."
Vanna chirped happily, twittering and calling back as if laughing. Letting Rojiza nearly catch her, she suddenly shot straight up, twisted in mid-air, and headed back towards the two women, coasting on a thermal rising from the sun-warmed rocks.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:40 pm
Caroline smiles. "I know a couple languages myself...Rojiza already understands them. My Gaelic is....a bit out of practice, though." She smiles at the girls. "Aye, one day Vanna will be a bonnie wee lass. Just like one day my little Rojiza will speak." She sighs lightly, then smiles brightly at Lorelei, casting all gloominess aside.
Ro squeaks in dismay and chases her back down the rocks towards their mothers.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:45 pm
"Why doesn't she speak?" Lor asked, conversationally. She'd noticed that about the girl but had attributed it to shyness.
Vanna alighted on her mother's shoulder, flapping her wings at Ro mockingly. Can't catch me!
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:52 pm
"I don't know," says Caroline, shrugging. "She wants to, I know that. She just....cannot."
Rojiza, undaunted, leaps for Vanna and ends up tackling Lorelei in the process. She giggles shyly and scrambles off of her.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:56 pm
"Aaah!" Lorelei yelped, falling onto her back at the flying tackle. As Ro jumped off, Lor pushed herself back up, rubbing the back of her head. "Owww... that hurt," she mumbled, biting her lip. "Reminder : never be tackled when sitting on a rocky hill."
Vanna squeaked as well, fluttering up and off hurriedly, 'staggering' in the air.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:03 pm
"Rojiza!" exclaims Caroline. "Tell her you're sorry."
Sheepishly Ro curtsies and runs off again.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:11 pm
Laughing shakily, Lor settled herself again. "It's fine, really. Just... not used to things like that, yes?" Another laugh. "Oh well."
Vanna turned, trying to escape... but flew right into Ro's hands! Oh no!
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:15 pm
Rojiza giggles and catches her neatly. She pets Vanna's head.
"Ye'll have yer hands full soon enough, once wee Vanna becomes a babe," says Caroline comfortingly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:32 pm
"Probably, yes." Lor stood up, smiling and holding her hand out for Vanna. Vanna freed herself and fluttered over.
"Well, I'd best get back to cleaning the wagon and making it liveable. I think I'll leave the ivy, though - it gives the wagon a nice touch." She curtsied. "It was very nice meeting the two of you!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:49 pm
"'Twas a pleasure meeting ye both, Lorelei," says Caroline, standing and dropping a friendly curtsy. "Perhaps we'll meet again, eh?"
Rojiza nods. She'd like that very much. She waggles her fingers in goodbye to Vanna, and she and her mother head back to Mountain Air.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:54 pm
Lorelei and Vanna went back into the wagon (which was still sorely in need of a good naming). Laughing, she closed the door and let Vanna flutter back to her perch. "Well, I should hope we'll see them again! We travel together, after all." Smiling, she looked at the journal lying open on her bed. Perhaps she should finish it? All in good time.
Instead, she set about looking through the wagon, inspecting new things. One of the last that she found was a small box, locked, shoved under the bed. Puzzled, she tried opening it. No luck. She tried harder, twisting at the latch.
Finally, the lid popped open. And inside was... a mask? It was a frightening-looking mask, and she yelped when she saw it. She quickly closed the box and shoved it back under the bed.
She forgot to latch it.
Standing again, a bit unnerved, she closed her journal and set both it and the ink and quill aside, flopping down on the mattress.
"Oy, it's been a long day..." she murmured as she drifted into a half-dreaming state.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:49 pm
Aleysius had not been in his new home long. The bird was just getting used to the walls and the different scented air, when something in him decided it was time. Time to catch a stream of meij, and christen this place.
The sleeping creature wakes- but where its eyes part, no one shall see. No one shall see the deadly, dangerous obsession.
But feelings- so grand... so deceiving-
These... can be seen, so thick in the air do they hang.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:57 pm
Lorelei didn't awake immediately when Aleysius began to speak. Instead, she rolled in bed, restlessly, moaning quietly. Something was off, she knew that much. She got that much from the prediction.
It wasn't until Vanna shrieked in terror that Lorelei awoke, sitting bolt-upright in bed. It was dark in the wagon, dark outside - night had fallen without her realizing it.
"Vanna?" she whispered into the dark, heart pounding. "Vanna, where are you? What's wrong?"
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