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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 9:21 pm
__________________________Ⅰ__◈__ ❝ Lost ❞ [ a personal entry ]
__________________________ⅠⅠ__◈__ ❝ Found ❞ [ a personal entry ]
__________________________ⅠⅠⅠ__◈__ ❝ Acquaintances ❞ [ a roleplay recap entry ]
__________________________ⅠⅤ__◈__ ❝ A Lesson in Manners ❞ [ a roleplay recap entry ]
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 9:22 pm
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Friendly Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 9:25 pm
❝ f o u n d ❞ _"The Mist Doors"_◈_Bruno Coulais & Kila Safe. Thank the gods they were all safe.
The child's porcelain back shone starkly from the mouth of the cave, the firelight throwing her in and out of shadow. Ciellas rose slowly to her feet and made her way towards Anouk. From the original distance she was uncertain if the dustling had stopped breathing, but as she neared she saw the tiny body trembling. The wings were shaking droplets of water free onto the cave floor.
The dress still clutched in her hands, Ciellas leaned down with a smile, hoping to ease whatever tension the girl was feeling. They were all safe, and that is what mattered, wasn't it?
"Darlin', what're ye --" Her hand rested on the child's bare back just above her shining wings, only to feel it immediately covered in water. Pulling her hand away in surprise, it was then that Ciellas noticed the state of Anouk's icy wings - a large puddle surrounded the child, small streams trailing down her back and dripping from the crystallized wingtips. They had grown smaller since the search party had found them. "M-my god, Anouk!"
"I-I am s-sorry." Anouk hiccuped as large tears welled in her eyes and spilled over her pale cheeks. The droplets froze on their journey towards her chin and shone like crystal. "I-I di-did not m-mean for th-this.. i-it was o-only.."
"Ye.. were jealous of them?" She could understand that kind of jealousy, having had much of it growing up among many.
"I-I am so s-sorry." She buried her face in her knees and left it there, refusing to look at Ciellas. Her tiny arms were encircled around her legs so tightly they were trembling. Her guardian's face softened with sympathy and she knelt down, disregarding the large puddle of water.
"But what're ye doin' in naught but yer skin?"
"I d-did this. I-if they got too cold.. y-you w-would not like me a-anymore." She waved pathetically towards the back of the cave. "They d-do not like cold l-like I do, so I m-made it not cold a-anymore." Ciellas' eyebrows scrunched in confusion before her sight traveled upward, and her mouth formed a soft, astonished O. The sideways-blowing snow had stopped at Anouk, as though by some invisible force. Her surprised gaze fell back to the child. "B-but it is so hot." She glanced over her shoulder, staring at the small fire that Fiona, the oldest of the children, had made. "I-I am so s-sorry. I w-will not do it again. D-do not hate me." The little girl seemed to have taken her silence for disdain and began to sob so hard she was nearly hyperventilating. Danny looked over from the fire ring with concern, but it went unknown to Ciellas whose affectionate gaze was only for Anouk. In fear of overheating the dustling, she did not embrace her, but placed a loving hand on the girl's water-soaked hair and stroked.
"There now.. don't cry, love. Ye've done what y'can so we'll take it from here. There now. Yer a good girl."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 9:29 pm
❝ acquaintances ❞Located here for your convenience.__←_ To be written upon completion.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 9:29 pm
❝ a lesson in manners ❞Located here for your convenience.__←_ To be written upon completion.
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