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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 1:25 pm
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:30 am, barely dawn
Gwen and Galvyn looked at each other. What just happened? Gwen asked telepathically.
We just gained a new traveling companion. A cute traveling companion.
Gwen whacked Galvyn on the shoulder. "Hey! What was that for?" Gwen only frowned.
Then she turned to Samca and said, "It looks and smells so good, Samca!"
It looks and smells so good, Samca! Galvyn mimicked telepathically to Gwen, thus causing Gwen to hit him again. "Hey!"
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 2:52 pm
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:31 am, barely dawn
Lekisa raised her eyebrews seeing the elves smile, but said nothing. It seemed weird to her and surprising. During her travels, not often was it, when she came in contact with other races then humans, and everything she knew about elves were stories from books, that, in most occasions were true. Elves, apparently, were cold and sophisticated creatures, that treasured their history and knowledge with magic, the most. Maybe those books were old, or maybe she just needed to interact more with living beings.
Having found an interesting observation object, Lekisa was able to relax a little bit more and, giving up on the "can i use your fire" question kneeled next to Samcadris and corking the tube with the blue fluid, threw it in the fire.
Waiting for her breakfast to be ready, Lekisa observed Smacandris during his cooking adventures, but then her gaze turned to the other two. The one called Gwen, hit the other elf twice. Her actions were strange to Lekisa since she saw no logic in them. Throwing a quick glance at her tube, she asked Gwen in a gentle and calm tone, not wanting to upset her; "Is everything alright?" Not sure if the elven's actions were caused by a weird sickness or a inbetween conflict, Lekisa searched trough her memory for cures and mixtures that could help the poor woman.
((OOC: I waited for the both of you to respond, didn't want to make Nia-chan feel like Smacandris...Wheee fun RPying xd heart ))
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2005 4:57 pm
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:35 am, barely dawn
Samca laughed at Lekisa's question, 'Soon enough she will find out they are always fighting. They do not fight because of hate though...' Samca thought silently to himself as he added another two eggs to the mix, and another few sprinkles of the red-green herbal mixture.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 3:59 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:35 am, barely dawn
"Nothing's wrong!" The two elves chimed like children caught red-handed.
See what you did! I did? This is your fault! the two shouted at each other telepathically, looking in different directions so the others wouldn't know what was going on.
If you hadn't mimicked me- -if you hadn't hit me- -if you hadn't called Lekisa cute- -if you hadn't been so nice to her- -if you hadn't burned your cloak, shouted and woke up every living thing in this forrest including me- None of this would have happened! The two let out an angry sigh at the same moment.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 6:32 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:35 am, barely dawn
Taking in Samca's short laugh and the two's reaction, Leika began some new theories on the relationships in this strange group. But keeping them all to herself, the only thing she responded with was a short "Hmmm, I see".
Looking back to her blue tube, she's noticed that the liquid would be turning green soon, which meant that i'd be ready. Putting on one of her black gloves she moved some more ash around the tube and turned to Samca. "I have noticed that you posses a quite large collection of different spices would you be kind enough to lend me some cinnamon? I've ran out of mine pack a couple weeks ago, and since i've been here for a couple of moths, i wasn't able to refill my supplies." She shot a short glance at her tube again. "In return i can give you some of this liquid, it's rich in protein and has a very sweet taste. Two or three drops of it and a cup of water can be prooved as a tastefull sidedish alone and are perfect for waking up in the morning." Proving her words, Lekisa opened the tube and with a silent 'hiss' the air was filled with a sweet chocolate-strawberrie smell, that seemed to hit one in the nostrils and dig it's way up to the brain leaving behind a sweet and powerfull impression. Stopping the warmth from escaping, Lekisa corked the tube again and watched Samca in expectance.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 6:41 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:37 am, barely dawn
"Hmm... it does smell very nice indeed, ok, one second mi'lady," Samca replied, as he continued stirring the eggs, he reached into his robes and withdrew a stone vial and tossed it to her, "Take however much you please, it is rather simple for me to find the tree in which the bark comes from." Samca cracked another egg into the mix and sprinkled a blue herb into the eggs this time. After afew seconds Samca took the pan off the fire and set it on a pile of leaves to cool. "Ok, dig in everyone... umm, one quick question. Does anyone know how to cook a bird?"
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 10:23 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:37 am, barely dawn
Gwen's eyes widdened. "A bird?!"
"Calm down, Gwen. You don't have to eat it."
"But a bird?!"
Galvyn drug his hand over his face. Why did he have the feeling this was going to be a long day? Already, Gwen had hit him twice and they'd already been in an argument. And she tried to pin it all on him. This was not going to be a good day.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 1:46 pm
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:40 am, barely dawn
Lekisa catched the vial and added a little bit of the cinnamon to her greenish liquid. She smelled it and gave Samca back, his spice. "Thank you, and about those birds you have..."
She leaned forward and looked at the dead bird. She turned to Samca; "It's a raven?...Their meat's not really tasty...more like...stubborn. But if you're still alright with it then i can make it. Do you mind if i add some pineapple taste? I like things sweet and i can assure you that it will taste a lot better, after the taste of fruit will kill most of the meats. " She sipped one fourth of the greenish liquid and blushed slightly. The taste seemed to evaporate in her mouth and fill her whole body with a refreshing and sweetly content feeling.
When she looked at Samca, awaiting her answer, her eyes were a lot brighter and some of her confidence was making it's way back up, from the depths of her consciousness.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2005 8:48 pm
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:40 am, barely dawn
Samca's brow cocked at Gwen's reaction, "Yes mi'lady. A bird, it attacked me after I took some of it's eggs, so I was forced to kill it to avoid futher injury then I had already sustained this past day," Samca turned and smiled at Lekisa, "Yes, I do like my foods rather sweet. So, a pineapple taste? Sounds quite good, if you wouldn't mind cooking it." Samca's smile broadened as he handed her the featherless bird, "If there is anything I can do to help, please, don't hesitate to ask for help."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 4:03 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:40 am, barely dawn
Galvyn sighed, put his arms behind his head, and lay down, looking at the sky. Okay, so Lekisa likes Samca. And so does Gwen. Crud.
I heard that! Galvyn shot up from his position and crouched into the fetal one, scared that Gwen was going to hit him again. Get up, you idiot! You look like a baby!
Galvyn obeyed and then stood up. "I'll be right back." He then walked off.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 5:55 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:40 am, barely dawn
"You don't have to worry, that won't be necessary. Cooking is one of the skills i'm confident in." Lekisa took the bird and took out two small knifes. She made two seep cuts ond the birds back and waited a little till most of the blood flew out. When it did, she took out a small, glass bottle from her back and filled the two cuts with yellow, tiny, square pieces.
She stuck the bird onto a stick and putting one end into the ground, and securing it, and the other above the fire, she waited for the yellow squares melted. Through the air drifted a sweet pineapple scent.
While she was puttings oem cranberry onto the flushed bird, Galvyn covered then stood up saying "I'll be right back" Lekisa looked at him with curious eyes and then moved her gaze onto Gwen. "You seem to be a pretty lively group. Where are you headed at?"
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2005 6:37 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:43 am, barely dawn
"I'm really not heading to any specific place. Right now I'm kinda following and protecting Gwen and Galvyn. Though, I do have my own mission at hand..." Samca said the last part too quietly to be coherent to anyone present, 'I don't think I would be able to do it... if it could kill master, what chance do I stand against it?' Samca thought to himself as he watched the fire, focusing on it's blaze, it's shifting licks of searing light, "The raven smells quite good Lekisa, how long will it take to cook?"
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 3:01 am
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:43 am, barely dawn
"About ten minutes or so, maybe even faster but i'm not sure how old this bird was." She stabbed the bird with her knife and pondered "Ten minutes and it should be ready." She started to close all the tubes and bottles and seeing that the sun was more and more visible took out four, short and thick stiks and lied them out on the ground in the spot where, according to her, the sun would shine longest.
"What do you fear, that you have to be protected against?" Her question was more of a investigative one then affectionate. What she was interested were not the relationships but the causes of certain behaviors.
That was one of the main causes that people did not like spending time with Lekisa. She did not offer empathy, what she offered was analisying and researching. If any feelings would be released then only those concerning her family and her sweet tooth.
((OOC: Oh how sadly dramatic...=_= ))
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2005 7:57 pm
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2005 10:12 am
((I had this long, nicely written reponse and my computer ate it....stupid computer))
Somewhere near the Edge of Shelk'ma Forrest 4:46 am, barely dawn
Gwen weekly smiled. "I'd like to know that myself." She looked to the sky and started to explain. "About six months ago, I recieved a blow to the head in a battle. I lost all my memory, so this past week has been a doozy." She drew her knees into her chest and held them there. "Just this week I found out that I was the only child of the Noble Family and that I was to marry Sarim, the most evil creature I've laid my eyes upon. Our marriage would be the downfall of Amerkand. Problem was they kept guards on me all the time, and they tossed Galvyn's drunken arse into the dungeon." She smiled at that. "Somehow, my grandmother, Aila, got him out of there, and got us out of the city. However, Sarim sent guards after us. That's when we met Patrick, who disappeared some time ago. And we came across a vampire...that was creepy. And then we met up with Samca." She paused for a moment. "We're trying to go to Ath, so maybe we can lose the guards and start anew. Maybe then Galvyn will tell me more about my past."
((This version turned out waaay better))
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