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 Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 12:08 am
Returning Home
Elle sat in the back of a taxi, as they sped along the streets of Barton.
She should have been at school. Elle was a little annoyed about that. The school was having a hiatus, apparently, which meant that she could go home or...
Well, or go home. Unless she felt like being homeless on the street for a few months. As much as Elle wanted to avoid going back to her Mom for a few months, the idea of sitting around waiting for a rat to run past to feed was worse.
And she didn't think intruding a friend for months on end would be good, if it did end up being months. So here Elle was, returning home with a very unhappy Enid hiding her head in Elle's jacket, a trunk that barely fit into the taxi, and not one extra skill that she could show for the school. It was almost like she'd just gone on a holiday.
But she was going back to the Academy. They'd have to tie her down first. And while she waited for that letter that said 'We're back!', she'd just study some more. Or something.
Elle was relieved to see their Barton House in a state of neglect. Oh, Neith had left things to stop burglers like auto-lights and things... but to Elle, it was more than obvious that Neith had moved back to the country. That meant that Elle had the entire house to herself for as long as she wanted, as long as it took Neith to come back here, or as long as it took for Elle to run out of money and/or food.
After paying the taxi, Elle went inside. Enid gladly rushed for the darkness of the basement.
Elle ignored her, and stared at the quiet house. Now all she had to do, was to figure out what to do with her time as a independant teenager.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:52 pm
While Elle was away, Neith had found herself desperatly alone for the first time in years. She sat in the kitchen, staring at the photos lining the walls... yet somehow, it really wasn't as entertaining to think of the memories that were behind each.
She could visit anyone of her children, adopted or biological. Filix was a grown woman now though, and Kia was as good as one with a toddler and a fiance. Elle had her school life to get used to, she didn't need her mother coming and embarrassing her. And there wasn't really any friend that Neith wanted to burden... nor any lover. She'd been unactive for a while, partly desperation and partly the feeling of guilt and reluctance causing Neith to be unable to really attract anyone.
And now, after all of the past was done and finished, this was where it'd lead to. Neith, a few horses... who were practially the horses of the stable manager and hands anyway... and no one around. Even the elves, who'd rented land from her and liked to drop in, had their hands busy with harvesting their crops.
With all that spare time, Neith hadn't really needed much encoragement to experiamant. It'd started with clothing- She'd learnt sewing of course, but a sewing machine was a whole new thing. It had buttorns, and needles going up and down at a billion times a second... or along that... and twisty turny things. Neith's wonderful debue outfit mad e with the sewing machine really did cost her blood and tears- She'd accidently sewed her finger when finishing the hem. The fabric was black and with dark patches as a sort of decoration- rather like how the new stain looked, so it was hardly a problem when it came to the skirt itself, but Neith wasn't too happy.
But at least the skirt looked good, and Neith wore it sucessfully.
Neith was wearing it right that moment, in fact. She sighed again, and went back to her sullen mood. It was just a skirt. And it caused Neith's finger to look like a black spider had left some legs sitting where the nail should have been.
She took out of the photo album one of the photos of Elle, a one of her smiling. Neith could remember how rare that was to see...
So naturally, it was her favorite. She could remember it too, Elle had put in fake earrings and pretended they were real... and that she had another three in places Neith didn't want to think about. Amusing now, of course.
She had a copy in her wallet, in her handbag, on the wall in the kitchen, and one in the photoalbum... in the hallway. She was sure that it was possible to loose it at any time, so she should be prepared, right?
"Corynder, you need to get out of here." A voice snapped at her from behind, making Neith start badly and drop the photo.
She stared backwards at one of the elves, another one from the area she grew up. They'd trained together in school... and had grown closer over the past few months. "I know, I know. Give me a week or two."
"No, today. The others," She tugged Neith up to her feet, "Are going to take over this horse buisness while we're gone."
"Today?"
"Yes. Go pack! Ellette is at school, you're sitting here looking like you lost all your children, and you've not returned home for years. We're going there."
"But... I have to come back... Family..."
"We're not staying there. Corynder, go pack. Go!" Once Neith had been sucessfully herded up the stairs, the female elf sat down at the kitchen table and waited for her to come back.
A few hours later, and more than one arguement over what to bring, the two women were in a car and driving for the coast.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 10:51 pm
A week later and things weren't quite as rosy. True, being an independent teenager was quite fun. Dishes didn't have to be done! Elle could wash her own clothes, clean her own way, and do it when she wanted.
But the joy of that had worn out by now. Elle didn't go outside during the day during summer, for fear of being sunburnt. She went wandering at night, but Elle was still lonely. She'd see groups of teenagers around, and it only made her even more aware of how alone she was. Some nights, she'd not bother going out for walks at all. But Elle was restless when she didn't, she'd spend all day in that damn house. The night was at least sunless. And during summer, it was always nice and mild. Elle knew that winter meant cold nights. She didn't like cold.
But there was one thing Elle had been taking some delight in, and that was swimming. Some of the pools had lessons at night. She'd started to learn how to swim, and had found great joy in it. Elle still flopped around like a fish on land, but she didn't sink and swallow water now. It was a start, and it was great for exercise.
Enid was always acting strange lately, as if she felt the winter's approach as well. Elle had spotted her under the house often with a collection of things- clothes off neighbour's clotheslines, newspaper, blankets off the beds. Elle had tried to get things back once, but Enid had acted so offended and upset, Elle had decided to not do it again.
And without Enid's company, Elle started to feel the strain of her loneliness even more. Her blood had run out, but Elle didn't care. She hated thinking about it, and doing it, and tasting that foul cold stuff in her mouth.
Maybe she'd just see how she went without it for a while...
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:50 am
Neith hadn't returned home, summer was drawing to an end, and Elle had to decide what to do. She could stay there and get a job, go to a regular school, or see about moving in with a friend... or contacting her mother...
Somehow, the job idea seemed nicest. A nice apprenticeship in something, maybe! Elle wanted to learn, and to continue study. At least, until the Academy re-opened. But that idea was easier said than done, as she'd discovered the hard way.
Enid had been growing more and more obsessive over her nest in the basement. Elle had noticed, between looking for a job, but she'd assumed it was a instinct thing. She knew that Enid had been looking forward to winter all summer... the kreature hated light with a passion, after all.
So when she peaked into the basement one night, Elle got the shock of her life.
Enid had curled around a very strange looking egg. It clearly wasn't a Kreature egg, they were always swirling with shadow and the surfaces were always sort of ... moving... as the kreature inside moved. This one was still, shiny green, with one yellow wing and one blue wing. It had a butterfly on the outside, a fluffy nest around the bottom of it, and Enid's additional nest surrounding it on three sides. In fact, only a tunnel leading into the nest was the entrance for Enid.
Enid didn't seem to mind at all that the egg wasn't a kreature egg. Elle had been told once that Enid was the kreature of the pack that'd take care of eggs. Enid was genderless, and could both lay eggs and fertilise them... but not her own. She'd never laid one while with them, she needed another kreature.
Apparently, she'd found another way to give into her breeding urges.
Enid ignored Elle, not threatened or angry that the teenager had come down to investigate. But Elle knew that had she been anyone else, it might not be the same.
"Where'd you get that egg from, eah, Enid?" Elle whispered, crawling as close as she dared. She was afraid of breaking the egg, it looked fragile enough. All eggs did to Elle. But she was fascinated, especially by the wings. One was feathered, one was a bat-style wing. Whatever was inside, was some sort of ...winged thing?
She didn't really understand what that meant. Or why Enid had it. Or... how Enid had even gotten it., and safely brought it to the basement.
Elle knew though that she'd just have to wait and see with the egg. 
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 3:38 am
Dear Diary
I've been so bored. I think I miss school even. It was something to do! And I figured out a way to get blood... but it's not very nice. There are some farms around my Mom's farms, and...
Well, I don't think I've turned the animals into vampires. So that's a good thing. But I had to eat!
Christmas was pretty quiet. Mom's coming home soon, and I hired some movies. There were movies on TV too, so it was just a day of watching TV and playing computer. I didn't get many presents, but I think I don't really care too much. My old friends must have forgotten me by now, and I wouldn't blame them if they did. I'm not really much of a friend anyway. Wasn't much of a daughter either.
Anyway.
Kia's been calling me every week or more, she has a new baby now.I thought fa'e were supposed to be ... magic or something? But she sounds happy. And she sends me things, clothes mostly. Kia adores clothes much more than I do... but at least I've got enough clothes for winter?
And I hate hte snow! I love more dark, but the snow kind of ruins it.
Neighbours are nice to me as well. They always act concerned... but I think there's noting wrong with being home lone. I'm bored but that's not life threatening! One of the neighbours always sends me food... and it's really hard to explain to her that I don't eat. I started to explain, but she got more upset and the next time she came over with double the food.
On that note, Enid is now very fat and content. Her egg hasn't hatched yet, but she doesn't seem upset.
Still, I think I might go for more walks to the GMFC again. I hate the taste of animal blood, maybe there's like a... a fancy way to add flavor for me? And maybe there's still a GMFC school I could go back to.
Elle
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 10:06 am
Open RP in the GMFC.
(Damien, Nyoka, Kia, Elle, Tiegan, Sayuri, Kestral, Caitlyn.)
Damien walks into the familiar building. It has been a long time since he has been here.
And, he wouldn't be here now if he didn't have to get some shots updated.
Sighing, he glances back at Nyoka, an eyebrow winging up.
His sister is fully clothed, an odd thing for her. Her cloak's hood is well over her face, casting in it in shadow. For good measure, she stole a pair of Mum Lenore's dark sunshades. Her cloak is close around her.
But, no matter how she tries, a snake pops out of the shadows of her hood every once in a while, and the silver tip of her tail is dragging behind her, twitching in an agitated manner.
"I don't need a chaperone," Damien says, a mixture of amusement, and annoyance, in his voice.
From the shadows of her hood, Nyoka narrows yellow-green, reptilian eyes at her brother. "Mum was giving me a look. I had to get out of there. . . ."
Damien shrugs, and plops down in oneof the chairs. He immidiately pulls a book out of his pack and starts to read.
Nyoka sits a little away from him, looking for reading material of her own.
A little group entered the HQ not long after. Kia had decided to go to the GMFC with Tie to find Tie some more little friends, and she'd decided that Elle should also come. Elle was also a GMFC kid, and Kia liked her little sister. So she had to come along.
Even if Elle protested... Which she did loudly. Elle hadn't been to keen on the idea, but Tiegan had been. And it was very hard to resist a little kid and her mum when they were dragging you out of a house by your limbs.
The teenager, the youth and the kid only stopped in the doorway to see who was inside for a second or two.
Kia stared at Nyoka for only a few seconds before disolving into giggles. Between giggles, and gasps for breath, she called, "Hi...Ny...nyoka!" while she tried to stay upright by clinging to a chair with one hand, and to Elle with the other.
Elle just stood there, confused. What the hell was Kia doing? She sounded like she was having a fit... and why was Elle now a leaning post? Kia was heavier than she looked. She smiled weakly at Damien as if to appoglize for not being able to say 'Hello!' over Kia's strange fit.
The little girl with them though just walked away as if she hadn't noticed at all. It was somewhat common for Tiegan to see Kia fall over in some way or another, so why was this time any different? She walked right up to Nyoka and Damien, leaned around Nyoka and lifted the edge of the cloak.
...she knew it! There was a TAIL. Tiegan gave an excited squeak and looked up at Nyoka with big shiny eyes. This big person had a tail. She liked her already!
Nyoka glares at Kia from the shadows of her cloak, her eyes flashing a little, the green light from her eyes glowing in the shadows for the briefest of moments.
"Hello, Kia," Nyoka says, rather stiffly, her Englsh accent making her sound even snobbier.
She looks at the strange Taka-looking girl, and immediately, her tail retreats below her cloak, tapping, in an irritated fashion, agains the legs of the chair.
"Oh, bugger it!" she sighs, exasperated. She is always the one to be stared at, why should now be any different. With a sweep of black velvet, the cloak is tossed off. The shakes in her hair his, relieved. She glares at Kia. "Go ahead, laugh it up. . . ."
Damien regards the whole thing with a curious expression. Rather than comment on the whole thing, he turns to Elle. "Hello, Elle," he says, smiling pleasantly. "It has been a long time since I last saw you. Er, if you could disentangle yourself from Miss. Kia, would you like to take a seat?" he offers.
EDIT: But, upon seeing Sayuri, he immediatly throws the book over his face, hiding. What if David told her?! Oh no! Would she go insane, like Mum Lenore did when she saw what was in the package David sent her?
He doesn't want to take any chances. . . .
Sayuri clipped on her badge, looking at the upsidedown picture of herself as she twisted it up towards her. It was secured to her white doctor's coat...she had recently been hired to help the families that came here realise their dreams and have children but she had been mired in paperwork and had little chance to meet the families she had been assigned to, let alone anyone else. She walked out into reception, a clipboard in her hand and sat down at the desk, intent on doing more paperwork.
A squealing laughter rang out in the air when Kestral is being flung into the air by the redhaired woman. "More More!!" Kestral signed to her mother before she giggles giddily before she peers down at the tigercub whom is toddling behind them dutifully and suddenly the baby girl reached down, wanting to pick Tigerlily up.
Caitlyn laughs as she flings her daughter in the air before she caught her baby just in time when they enters the clinic, she was slightly suprised to see more than just two people there. Her eyes drifts over to the cloaked figure and she regards it warily before she nods slightly to everybody.
Kia stood up by herself for a brief second. Elle slipped away as fast as she could.
"Hello Nyoka." Kia repeated, her face red... then almost fell over again. She grasped Elle once more, but found that the teenager had slipped away while Kia had been standing upright without help.
So Kia just fell sideways onto the ground to laugh there.
Elle rubbed the places where Kia's fingers had dug into her skin. She'd have bruises now... and it was proof that Kia was a lunatic. What was she laughing at, anyway?
"I would love a seat." Elle replied, letting herself have one last glare at Kia. She sat down, only to find herself staring at Damien with a book over his face. "...Damien? Um... what is it?"
Meanwhile Tiegan still stared up at Nyoka with a very clear expression of admiration. It faulted for a moment when another person entered the room though, this time a woman. She looked from Nyoka to Sayuri, and then to the newcomers, as if trying to decide who was more interesting.
...she'd just see the other woman in a minute and the new people who'd just entered in a minute.
Tie tugged on Nyoka and asked, "Can you make me a tail too?"
Nyoka blushes at Kia's giggling, a charming dark green color preading from the tips of her pointed ears down to her neck.
"If you could pull yourself together, woman," Nyoka says, as dignified as possible.
Oh no, images slip into her mind again, and she pushes the heels of her hands to her eyes. "I don't want to turn you to stone, Kia."
She glances down at the Taka-girl, and her eyebrows wing up. "Erm . . ."she says, caught off-guard. "Well, when we were younger, your mum wrapped the bottom half of her body in a blanket. That is as good as it is going to get. . . ." she says, edging away from the girl slightly.
Then, baby giggling. Nyoka shrinks in her chair, wanting to scream. She, the Amazon Queen, who beheaded a god, killed a sea-monster, went into the very belly of hell, is shrinking away from children.
She does, however, in the spirit of politeness, manage a wave to the newcomers, and a friendly wave to Sayuri.
Damien peeks over his book cover, and sees Sayuri is otherwise occupied. "Rhiannon's mum is here," he says, softly. As if that is all that needs to be said, he moves along.
"What have you been up to, Elle?" he asks, glancing over at the rolling Kia, and his blushing sister.
Leaning closer to her, he whispers, "Do you have any idea what that is about?" he gestures to the Fa'e with a jerk of his thumb.
"OOOOOOOO!!!" Kestral spots Nyoka before she flaps her wings. "More friends, mommy!" She signs excitedly before she feels herself being let down on the floor. She rolls over on her all fours and crawls over to Nyoka, Tie and Kia giggling happily while her eyes dances with laughter and happiness. "Hi!" She signs to three people as she peers up at the cloaked figure curiously.
Caitlyn chuckles lightly as Kestral emits a loud eager noise before she shakes her head, bending over and putting her daughter on the floor. "Behave yourself" She signs to her daughter before she pulls out the bottled water and takes a drink from it before peering down at Tigerlily whom is looking up at her expectantly. "You can go and be with Kes" She replies to the tiger cub and the tiger cub was off in the shot, zooming right over to Kestral mewing excitedly.
"Okay, okay." Kia attempted to get up. It took a few tries though, as she would picture what she'd seen early in the morning... and start to giggle again. Finally she managed to peel herself up and off the floor by firmly telling self, 'I drempt it. I drempt it. I drempt it.'
She wandered over to Nyoka and leaned down to wrap her arms around Tiegan's shoulders. "Oka, this is Tiegan. Tiegan, this is your aunty Oka. I have known her since I was a baby."
Tiegan gazed up at Nyoka from Kia's arms with... if it was possible... a slightly more intense expression of awe and admiration. It was the 'stone' thing... she could turn people into stone? Like the witch in Narnia? "Aunty Oka."
Tie's head twisted down to the baby, partly out of surprise. She wriggled out of Kias' grasp and sat down on the floor. This way she could be close to Nyoka on one side, and the baby on the other! "Hello little baby."
"Um, okay." Elle blinked. Was it normal for guys to be afraid of friend's mums? She blinked again as he shifted topics, and shrugged. "Nothing. Mum's been traveling so I just stayed at home and wandered around Barton. I never knew how boring it really was."
She glanced at the fa'e again, and shook her head. Elle leaned in to whispered, "I think all fa'e are mad."
Nyoka's eyebrows wing up at the look on Tiegamn's face. "You look like your father, Tiegan. . . ." she says, keeping the distaste completely out of her voice and her face.
She seems to pale at the title of Aunty. "It is just Nyoka. . . ." she says.
She is about to say something else, when the squeal from the baby turns her attention away. Friends? she thinks, panicked. Her eyes dart toward the exit, trying to think of the best way to get out of her before another one attatches themselves to her. "Hello," she signs, in return. Her dumb logic is, once the pleasantries are dispensed, she will be free to run away.
Damien glances over at Sayuri again, and shrugs. "That's why I rarely leave the house," he says, returning his gaze to Elle. "Where has your mum been traveling to?" he asks, curious.
He keeps glancing over at Sayuri. What if it is his luck that she give him his shots? He pales a little at that thought.
Sayuri looked up in time to catch Nyoka's wave in her direction and she nodded, smiling in return. As another mother entered with her child she looked at them, but as they werent a mother of hers needing a check-up, she went back to her work. She chuckled to herself at Damien's expression...guess he hadnt expected to see her at the clinic.
Kestral's eyes widen as the woman signed to her. "You sign!! you deaf!" She signs excitedly as she flaps her wings before she sits up with her head tilted back watching the cloaked woman. "Me Kestral! You Me friends!" She signs once again.
Tigerlily eyes the cloaked figure and chirps nervously, she tugs on Kestral's dress in sign that they shouldn't be here right now. Her white striped tail swishes back and forth as she meows loudly.
"My daddy is a rockstar. He's funny." Tiegan replied to that, face lighting up. She liked the idea of looking like her daddy. Tie tugged on one of her braids, and added, "And he likes my mud pies."
After a few moments an idea came into Tie's head. It was a very exiting idea! She beamed upwards at Nyoka and added, "Auntokaauntyoka... If you like I can make you a snow pie?"
Made sense to Tiegan. After all, Aunty Oka was like the white witch in Narnia to Tiegan. Snow pie seemed like a nicer thing for white witches who liked snow.
Kia watched Nyoka. She had lots of questions... but she'd ask them later. The GMFC wasn't the place to ask about why Nyoka had been making out with the pretty fa'e teenage boy.
Elle watched Damien's face, and the worried glances he kept giving Sayuri. She was tempted to shake her head, boys were very weird. She still hadn't found a single guy that didn't act strange at one point or another. "She went north to visit the elves up there. She went after I went to the Academy, so when I came back she was still gone."
Nyoka blinks at Teigan, unsure of how she should answer her. She does think, and probably rather smartly, that it is best for her not to tell the young girl exacly how she feels about her father.
Of the scars she left on the b*****d. That thought brings a wicked smile to her lips. With the same smile, she says, "Sure, Tiegan. And, it is just Nyoka," she adds the last as an afterthought. "Kia, would you mind if we went outside? I think there is still some snow out there, and Teigan can play. . . ."
She looks at Kia now, and says, in Egyptian, "Then, you can ask me anything you want," her voice is soft, and it is accompanied with a long-suffering sigh.
Damien's eyebrows raise, and he smiles. "That sounds like it would be a nice journey," he says. "But, I think I would be rather bored if I were at home all alone."
His smile is still on his lips when he continues. "Have you been continuing your studies from Somonen?" He is guilty of not doing it. So much has happened, Mum Eirnae returned, Rhiannon and him, his Aunt Krista and Mum Lenore seem to be fighting, and Mum Lenore is acting funny. Too much on his plate. . . .
Kia made a face, she hated snow. But then, she hadn't stripped off all the snow protection layers she'd put on, so really... Kia was all prepared.
"Okay. Let's go outside."
She looked around for Tiegan, but the kid had already rushed outside and was attempting to do something with some not-so-white snow. So Kia headed out, and waited for Nyoka.
Once Nyoka had joined her, Kia asked straight away, "What did you do with Rune after I fell asleep?"
Straight to the point!
"I didn't know what else to do. It isn't as bad as it sounds, I had the internet to amuse me." Elle shrugged and shook her head as he asked the question. "No, they never started the school year. I wish they had though, I wanted to learn all of that. Now I'll just need to find a different place to learn it from."
Nyoka squeezes her eyes shut and grimaces. "What did it look like?" she asks.
Tap-dancing sounds like best way to go with this. . . .
Damien nods. "I guess I am lucky that my mums know magic. . . . Although, both are different types. . . ." he smiles again. "Well, there is always book-learning. If you wanted to learn that way, at least. If you had trouble with something, you could see if I could help."
"So, what brings you here anyway? Do you have to get shots, too?" he asks.
"It looked like you were both naked, and I think you had legs at one point." Kia replied. Then she added quickly, "It also looked like you found him pleasing?"
She stepped a few steps closer to Nyoka, partly to attempt to share in the other fa'es warmth. But it was also an attempt to be supportive.
Tiegan knelt on the ground, packing snow into a toy. It would have to be a toy pie shell, but that was okay. It would look all the nicer, and maybe it would make them want to stop making funny words at each other.
"My mum does too. But I don't really understand her type, it never worked well for me. It's too elf, and I'm too... not elf." Elle added quickly, as to not sound too pessimistic, "But I would like help if your life isn't too busy? I understand if it is... but your mum might know more about different types."
She laughed and shook her head. That was the good thing about being the way she was. "Don't need shots ever. Kia thought I had to get out of the house."
Nyoka shrugs. "He was, for the time. Served the purpose, I guess."
Oh, who is she kidding? "It was stupid! And, you! I had hoped you would be my wing-man, stop me from doing doing something stupid!" she sighs. "It's not your fault, it's mine. And, I will deal. . . ." she smiles a little at Kia. "At least I know it is possible, now?" she chuckles.
Damien waves his hand. "I always make time for friends," he says. "And, Mum Lenore can help us as well, if we really need it."
Then, he shudders. "It is time for me to get more. I hate them. . . ." he fingers the ear cuff in his ear. The only time he willingly had a needle come near him was to get the cartlidge pierced there.
And, boy, did that hurt! "You're lucky, not needing shots," he chuckles. He looks out of the window. "So, getting out of the house including cooping you up in some other building? That doesn't make much sense to me."
"I'm sorry! I was already falling asleep, and I'm still not sure what I was dreaming about and what I was seeing. It is very blurry." Kia paused at the last bit, and grinned. "Well, that is something everyone needs to know. Life without sex would be boring! ...I'd know. I envy you."
Tiegan wandered up at that point, and handed Nyoka a strange looking toy filled with snow. It was slightly dirty snow too, mud mixed through parts. But she pointed at those parts and cheerfully told Nyoka, "That's chocolate snow."
Then she wandered off again to find a new toy, so she could make one for her momma as well.
Elle looked up at Damien's earring, and grinned. "I only get needles when it's up to me. I don't think I get sick like people do." She lifted her dark hair to show him the piercing she'd had done in her hear. There were quite a few of them now... and they had hurt.
Looking around at the clinic, Elle sighed. It was pretty bleak here too. "Yea. But since when did Kia make sense to anyone?"
Nyoka takes the snow-filled toy, and her brow furrows. She thanks Teigan before she walks away, and looks at Kia. "Does she really want me to eat this?" she asks, changing the subject, or at least trying to.
Damien chuckles, covering his mouth as he does so. "No, I suppose Kia has never made sense. I remember hearing stories. . . . "
He then admires her piercings. "Well, you are braver than I. I think, after this first one, I won't get any more. I don't know how my mums and aunts, and sister, even, can take it. . . ." he shudders again.
"Don't know. Maybe you can drop it on the other snow, it all looks the same now." Kia stared at it, making a face at the snow. She didn't like snow at all. Eating dirty snow was like eating... eating... raw fish. Ew. "What will you do with Rune now? ...and was he drunk too?"
"I just made up for all the shots I missed out on, maybe. I can wear silver earrings, I was afraid I'd have to wear gold. But they don't hurt me." Elle blinked, and nudged him with an elbow. "What stories did you hear?"
"Wouldn't that hurt her feelings?" Nyoka asks, frowning down at the snow. She pulls her wand from her messy hair, and taps the snow. "There, it is preserved. I'll just stick it on my shelf. . . . Mum taught me the spell."
Then, she sighs. "You know, I don't know him. I can't tell whether he was drunk or not. I am hoping, then maybe he won't remember?"
Damien chuckles. "Well, it is mostly stories that Nyoka has told me, where Kia would torture her. You remember when uhm . . . Teigan? Asked Nyoka if she could have a tail? Nyoka wasn't joking when she said Kia tried to make herself one with a blanket. It was amusing, she said, to watch her ttry to walk," he chuckles again. "Also, some story of body-switching?" he frowns a little.
"That's a good spell. I like that one." Kia admired the strange looking snow-filled toy for a few moments, and then nodded. "I know. I hope he was drunk too, or else I will have to hit him over the head. "
She peered around for Tiegan, who had wandered inside and was still stacking up some sort of jungle scene with toys. She appearaed to have gotten distracted again, as if she'd forgotten about the snow thing.
Kia grinned at Nyoka. "She acts like Taka sometimes."
"That sounds like Kia. Kia doesn't torture like that anymore, now she cooks and tries to get you to eat it. I don't mind her food, it smells very good. But she always forgets that I can't eat... and then gets insulted and upset when I don't." Elle hadn't heard the body switching thing... but that sounded scary. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know about that.
"The poor dear," Nyoka says. "I hope she got more of your genes than his. . . ." She watches Teigan playing, thinking that her hope might not be able to come true.
"Well, at least you could remedy that. Just keep telling her that you can't eat the food. It's nothing against her, and it is no fault of yours that you can't eat the food," that is the best he can give her about that. He knows his own mum sometimes looks at the lot of them over dinner with envy, because she misses the fact that she cannot have whatever was cooked that night.
He looks up at the clock, and sighs. "It's time for me to face the music," he says, frowning. "Maybe we can talk more when I get this over with?"
"He has good genes too. Tiegan gets the best of Taka, and some of me too in there. But Oka... I was wondering if you would do me a favor?" Kia asked carefully, not sure how Nyoka would take to the question. "Would you take Tiegan sometimes, and teach her how to be ... less like Taka's weak side? I love him, but I want her to be stronger than he is."
"I do, and she keeps getting insulted. But oh well... I suppose she'll eventually remember that I can't eat without being reminded." Elle grinned weakly at Damien. She didn't envy the shot thing one little bit.
"Yea, okay. Good luck in there."
Damien sighs, and stands to go over to the reception area.
Nyoka frowns, a note of panic in her voice. "Kia. . . ." she says, and pinches the bridge of her nose in her fingers. "You know how I am with kids. . . . And, I am not the best role model, after what I did. . . ."
Sayuri finished writing in her notes, filing them away. She stifled a yawn, noticed Damien had stood up and fished out a magazine to read. After all, if anyone wanted anything, an 'excuse me' always worked wonders, she smiled to herself as she flicked through the pages.
"Then it will be good for the both of you. Tiegan likes you already, and she should! And besides, you are a good role model, even if you make mistakes." Kia wrapped an arm around Nyoka's middle, and added, "And Tiegan is not all that scary?"
Nyoka frowns. "What do you want me to do with her? How long do you want me to take her?"
Damien clears his throat, a blush on his cheeks. "Ah . . . Miss. Sayuri?" he asks, his voice very soft. "Er. . . . Mum Lenore sent me to get some shots. . . ."
"A few hours now... while you two bond. And then maybe we could come over for a night or two? Taka is never home, and I get lonely out in the country." Kia frowned then, and kicked at the snow. "He's always working. Always."
Sayuri looked up at the clearing off a throat, smiling at Damien as she put her finger in the magazine to keep her place.
'She did huh? You're not a patient of mine, but if I find your notes I should be okay to do that.'
She stood, putting the magazine down and going over to the filing cabinet, looking through the files for his name.
'Here we go,' she flipped it open, scanning the notes.
'Sooo,' she looked at him, then folded her arms.
'Everything going well with Rhiannon then?'
"Well, he's a rockstar" Nyoka says, sourly. She sighs, and puts a hand on Kia's shoulder. "I'll try. I can't say that things will go the way that you want them to, though. I am feeling really crappy right now. . . ."
Damien clears his throat again, feeling his face get hotter. He manages to keep his eyes on Sayuri, though. "Yes . . . Did she tell you she is coming to dinner soon?" he asks. "Ah, she is meeting my mums. . . . I hope that is agreeable?"
"Yes, that's what he is. But I need social life too." Kia wriggled closer to Nyoka, glad of the warmth. It was too cold in the snow. She liked hot sun. "I can take care of you while you feel crap?"
Damien nods, and follows Sayuri. "I'm glad she is excited. I hope she doesn't get too nervous. . . ." he smiles a little, watching Sayuri as though she might attack him at any moment.
Nyoka puts an arm around Kia. "Sure. Now, let's go inside before you freeze to death. Baby," she teases, smiling a little.
"Anyway, you just need to go out more. Stop cooping yourself up at home."
"I'm not a baby, I am an Egyptiian. We don't have snow. We have sand, and gardens, and water, and beautiful warmth. All the time." Kia poked tongue out, and added, "And snakes like warmth too, so ha. You like it too."
Quickly she added, "I've got to be at home for my babies."
The shot is over with before he even knows it. And, it hurts like hell! Rubbing his arm, his sleeve still rolled up, he walks back into the waiting area, a frown on his face.
"That was fun," he mumbles when he sits back with Elle.
"So did my mums, but they still found time to go out and do things," Nyoka says as they walks back in. "You just have to get away. Unless, somewhere within you, you really just don't want to."
"Your mums are very special women though, very strong and ...strong." Kia beamed at Nyoka as they entered, glad to be inside the warm GMFC. It wasn't ideal, but it was much better htan anything else.
Elle had been doing exactly as Kia had wanted her to do. She had been sitting int he GMFC. Too bad, she grumbled to herself, that it was just as pointless as most other things she did to occupy her time. The arrival of Damien startled her, and she blinked at him. "It was quick too, wasn't it? Did you ge a lollypop?"
"Uh huh. What does that make you, weak?" Nyoka asks, plopping down in a seat again. She notices Damien rubbing his arm, and is about to ask him if he is ready to go.
But, he is talking. That would be rude. . . .
Damien raises an eyebrow. "I am a gentleman, woman," he starts, in mock offense, and with a hint of an accent in his voice. Mostly to poke fun of his Mum Lenore's and Nyoka's accents. "And gentlemen to not suck on lollypops." With a sniff, he turns up his nose, but not before he gives Elle a smile to show he is joking.
Kia shrugged. "No, it makes me... um. I don't know."
She caught a glance of the time and sighed. It'd take ages to drive home, and Kia had to cook dinner. "I have to go, I have to drop Elle off, then get home, then cook, then clean..."
She hugged Nyoka. "Come visit soon? Elle!"
"No, a Gentleman would use a knife and fork, and be very prim and propar when eating the lollypop." Elle teased right back, "Which would require a long time and good company. I imagine that lollypop is in a pocket all ready for a nice snack."
Elle glanced up at Kia, who was getting out carkeys, and sighed. "I have to go. I'll call you or something. Bye!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:17 am
It'd taken ages. Elle was covered with a light sweat from the effort. And it didn't help either that there was only one area down the middle of the room that had a high enough ceiling to allow her to stand up. The rest of the room's ceiling sloped down with the roof.
There were already books scattered around. The one she'd been reading sat near her bed. There was another open from where she'd paused to fiddle with the radio and listen for a break, and another on the old furnature where Elle had taken a scond break.
They were all on magic. Since her conversation with Damien, Elle had suddenly been inspired to attempt to learn all over again. She knew she could do it. But Elle didn't know what type it was that she could do, or how, or when she'd figure it out.
Her computer had also been set up on the desk, the books reshelved.
It had distracted her from her restlessness for a few hours.
Elle signed and flopped across the old soft sofa. It'd worked... but only for the short few hours. Now she had nothing to do again. Now what was she supposed to do?
After a few moments Elle reached for the book that'd fallen onto the floor. Reading could distract her for a little while longer.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2006 9:01 pm
The teenager sat quietly on her sofa, overlooking the frost encrusted backyard, staring aimlessly at the trees and grass. There wasn't a thick layer of snow anymore, and the pond was starting to thaw.
She felt a bit like the world in front of her. Elle's winter had almost been like hibernation. All she had done was curl up somewhere that was warm, and sleep the days away.
Elle wondered what had happened to Bronnie. And Luna. And Winny even, though she wasn't sure if she wanted to know about the former. They must have found things to do, but Elle hadn't heard from them for a long time. But then in all honestly, she hadn't exactly tried to get them either.
And Neith had come home last night. She was surprised to find Elle there, and even more surprised to not find the teenager a dead heap on the ground after several months of being alone. It hadn't occurred to Elle till last night what that had meant.
Instead of falling over dead, like Elle sometimes wanted to do, she'd survived. On her own. And she'd even taken care of herself. And in Elle's mind, if she wanted to take care of herself and survive, then she didn't want to fall over dead.
The idea that maybe Elle didn't hate herself as much as she used to think was mind boggling.
And it had made her mum very happy. Last night they'd agreed on two things. That from now on, the attic was Elle's responsibility. Cleaning, furnishing, all of that. And secondly, Neith agreed to try and back off. With everything. She wouldn't even complain about Elle's new set of ear piercing, or the bellybutton piercing.
It had been a first in Ellimiire history! Neith backing out of her kid's lives. She still harassed Kia sometimes, and Kia was living with her own family!
Elle stretched across the sofa, ignoring the several books and papers that fell to the floor. Elle liked it up here. It was warm, cosy and the sounds of downstairs were always muffled.
She'd tugged a small fridge up here for the 'juice'. It was now covered with a large piece of fabric and half wedged behind one of the bookshelves, but it was better if it was up here. Elle had taken to having 'juice' every three days, she couldn't stomach it any quicker than that. She felt a little dizzy... but that was it. She could pretend that she wasn't what she was from now on, and concentrate on being what she could accept.
The other half of her, the half that the other mother had given her... Elle had shoved that away and kept it compressed. She'd forget it eventually, she was sure.
She could accept though her love for studying magic. Elle grabbed one of the books that'd fallen onto the ground, and studied the page she'd marked with the ribbon. It had diagrams and images of successful summoning. Elle might not have been able to study summoning at the Academy, but she'd somehow gotten her hands on a collection of books that taught it.
Some of the areas of summoning were distinctly darker as well. Darker to the point of being so frowned on, that the only book they were in took Elle months to locate.
She'd bought it, telling herself that she was just buying it for interest purposes. And she continued to tell herself that. But it was the book with the most attention, the most areas bookmarked by torn pieces of paper.
Elle stared at the book in her hands. This was the most general of the books, with a chapter based on each type of Elemental summoning. It was also the one that she'd progressed the most with when it came to memorizing.
But she hadn't progressed enough. Elle shut her mind off from all her other concerns, and concentrated on the book's pages once more.
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2006 6:42 am
It was pitch black, the sky was shrouded with clouds, and there wasn't any moonlight.
Elle stood in the middle of an empty field in Barton, shrouded by a natural mist and hidden from the suborbuan world around her.
This field was a fifteen minute walk from the house they lived in. It used to have a few sheep, but they were all huddled together for warmth at one end of the field now. She was competely alone.
It was still frosty and cold, just like it had been earlier that day. And Elle had dressed as warm as she could- a thick jacket, a velvet skirt with a pair of black pants underneath for added warmth.
In her bag were some of her books on magic. Elle put the book down on a tree stump, and sighed. It was warmer tonight than usually, according to the tempture gage at home. She didn't feel like it was any different to every other night she'd come out here to practice.
She couldn't wait till summer, when the nights were warmer, and the sky clear of clouds and rain. Elle had started in autumn, but back then she couldn't do a single thing. And winter was harsh... esspically doing this in the snow.
Elle glanced around nervously. She knew she was alone- one of hte first things she'd wanted to learn as soon as she'd seen it was a ward. It meant that for a little while Elle would be aware of anyone approaching.
The problem with it was that it also told her if sheep were approaching. Which often happened. She'd started to ignore it while out here in the middle of the night, it had always been sheep.
She glanced around again. The mist was going to make things interesting... Elle had planned on practicing some spells. But she'd have trouble seeing them tonight.
The first one was slightly harder than most. But once she'd done, Elle found herself face to face with a horse. It had appeared out of the fog like magic- and that was exactly what it was. Magic. It was the favoirte of hers, and she barely went a practicing session without summoning a mount.
She wrapped her arms around the warm creature, before climbing onto his back bareback. Elle sat up on the horse, watching her and it's breath fog as they calmly looked out at the world.
Tonight she'd have piece and quiet. Even if sheep did keep moving around aimlessly in their sleep.
What she didn't notice though, was a figure nearby, hidden by the fog...
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 11:54 pm
Reserved for the Damien/Elle RP.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 5:44 pm
Dear Diary
I got a letter today from Somonen Acadamy. THey've decided to re-open, and are offering me a spot again!
So of course I said yes, and I'm waiting to see if they get enough interest to reopen the school. I feel like I'd be able to appreciate it better now. I've been teaching myself things for months, so I'd do better at the course. Maybe I could even get a scroll this time. I have more experiance now.
The nights aren't as cold anymore. I've been going out at night a lot now, to practice and to wander. I feel always as if I'm being watched, but that could be just my mind playing tricks on me. It's probably that, because I'm always so nervous about doing magic in front of other people. Even mum doesn't know that I've been able to do it. I thought I was a beginner, but someone on the internet who I met a few weeks ago told me that I'm not a beginner.
Maybe he's right? I don't know.
And ...and I guess I'm feeling okay now. I felt pretty bad about everything for ages, but I think I'm okay. I'm not as worried about needing blood anymore, I don't really remember eating food. I don't like the idea of where it comes from, so I never ask.
Anyway. I'm waiting for the Acadamy to decide what's happening next, and till then, I 'll practice some more, and read some more.Elle
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 1:00 am
Elle stood at the door to the clinic, pushing at the door. And pushing. And pushing. The clinic was open, so why on earth wasn't the door opening? She growled her frustration at the door, kicked at it and stepped back.
But if Elle had only looked closer, she'd noticed that she was supposed to pull on the door. She was too annoyed to notice that little detail though. Instead she stood outside, waiting to see if someone else would figure out the mystery of the door.
Luna glanced up from the picture book on her lap, cocking her head to the side as her gaze wandered to the door.
?
When it became apparent that the person on the other side wasn't having a very easy time getting in, she quietly set the book to the side and hopped off of the chair she'd claimed as her own, brushing the dust off of her skirt as she walked to the door and pushed it open just a crack.
???
That confused Elle even more, only she wasn't sure why. It had been a while since she'd 'talked' with Luna... so she took a moment to understand what that was.
"Luna?" Elle stared at the child. Luna was a toddler when she'd last seen her. But then again, how many children had pink hair?
She slipped inside, and it was only then she managed to understand why pushing hadn't worked. You were supposed to pull.
Hihihi! Luna answered cheerfully, hand raising in a wave. Elle yes?
Yes. She felt so out of practice it wasn't funny, and had to sit down. At least then Elle would be at Luna's height. You have grown!
Yup yup! Luna puffed with pride at the statement. I'm THIS big! She raised her hand to the level of the top of her head, beaming.
If it's hard to talk with your head, you can talk with your mouth. Another headtilt. I can't talk with my mouth very good.
You will soon grow taller than me. Elle half believed that as well. Since when did kids grow like that? She was sure she hadn't gone 'POOF!' in a day.
...a few months.
"I just haven't done it for a long time. I practiced different magics." Elle decided she'd just have to practice harder now. Luna wasn't a toddler now. "I bet you'll get really good talking with your mouth."
"Erll." Luna declared, frowning as the word forced itself out of her throat. "Erel." A pause. "Elle."
It's hard.
"That's it! It's okay. I like how you talk normally." Elle grinned at the younger girl and added, "I bet you can do all kinds of things now."
She added quickly and as casually as she could, "Oh... and how is Jo...keph? That was his name, right?
I can dress myself! Luna declared proudly, pointing at her shoes. I put them on all by myself! And I can read, and I can write! And I can draw!
At Elle's second question, though, Luna flopped on her back and rolled until she was staring at the older girl from the floor, a mischievous grin on her face. Do you liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike Jo? "
"Don't be silly! I just remember him." Elle did flush a bit though, she hadn't expected that. Besides. She didn't like him. She just remembered him. She liked D... no. She didn't like that person either. Not at all. Elle was a free bird!
"That's really good," Elle tried to continue, "Maybe we can draw stuff together sometime."
Jooooooooooooooooo's in the bathroom~ Luna giggled quietly.
As if on cue, the room seemed to fill with the smell of citrus.
Hiiihihi~ Jo~
Jokeph simply sighed, hanging his head in half-annoyance. He SO wasn't about to give any indication to Elle that he heard the whole thing, but it wasn't like he couldn't. At this point, his mind was extremely receptive to Luna's thoughts and emotions. It would've been nearly impossible for him to not have understood what was going on.
Instead, he simply nodded at Elle.
"Well... when you have to go, you have to go?" That time her voice had been more of a squeak. Elle was too busy swearing at herself, and wondering when she could slip out and kick herself.
"Um. Hi."
Where was that rock when you needed to crawl under it? And how much had he heard?
Elle wanted to die right there.
Hello, Elle, Jokeph signed politely, bowing his head again. Mistress missed you.
Luna glanced back at Elle, her mischievous grin replaced by curiosity. Can you read sign language? I
can tell you what he said.
"No, I can't." But Elle could remember wanting to at some point, even starting to teach herself. That had fizzled out then... she kind of wished she'd kept going. She only remembered how to sign the vowels now.
But then again, she wasn't sure if she wanted to know what he'd said. It'd probably be something like 'Crazy teenager, go away and find another guy to 'not like'!'
He said hi, Luna translated. And that I missed you. A pause. I did. I missed everyone. I like Neilan, but I missed my friends.
She glanced over at Jokeph again, and then back at Elle. He wants to know how you're doing.
Elle heard that part wrong at first, she thought Jokeph had missed her. She went bright red before realizing her mistake, and tried to calm down a tiny bit. "I missed you a lot too, I wondered where you'd gone."
How was she doing? How was she doing? Elle felt like she was being hit repeatedly over the head with a big emotional hormone stick. But she wasn't going to say that. "I'm fine."
Jo doesn't miss many people, Luna offered comfortingly. And I went home to go to school.
A pause.
You're liking him very loudly, you know. He can tell.
"I'm not liking him at all!" Elle protested, going redder again. Why on earth did kids have to grow up at all? Stupid TV, it was all the TV's fault with all of that stuff being shown to kids. "Its the hormones, they're evil. They get you when you're a teenager and they muck up everything."
They were mucking her up right now. Elle was so confused all over again, was she supposed to be angry at Luna, or feel sorry for her, or attack Jokeph with gallons of milk for standing there and embarrassing her...
Damnit. She wanted vodka. Even if she'd never keep it down.
Luna's face fell. Are you mad at me? Liking Jo isn't bad. I like Jo.
"I'm not mad. It's the evil hormones." Elle sighed. She was supposed to be almost over the teenager thing. "I like Jo. I just...bleh. It doesn't matter. You said you went to a school?"
Luna blinked, but let the comment slide. Yup yup! I went to school in Neilan. Everyone was nice even if they teased me about my accent.
"What accent? I bet it was them that had the accent, not you." Elle grinned at the girl somewhat weakly, still a bit emotionally drained from the giant whateveritwas. She was now pretending that he was just a part of the furnature. It was easier that way.
"Was it lots of fun?"
I talk like Porcelain, Luna explained. I like feelings more than thinkings. She gestured to her face, where deep purple swirls were painted on her face. See? Porcelain. Just like Tsu-Tsu and
brother Boyan and little Melody.
She continued to chatter, pulling herself back into a sitting position and adusting the ribbons in her hair. I had lots of fun! I made friends and got to play with Uncle Vilden a lot. And Neilan is pretty. But I like it here better. Here has home.
Elle nodded, though she had only a vauge idea of what a Porcelain was. She smiled at the markings, admiring them. "They're pretty markings."
That she also understood, the part about home. "Home is good. I had to go away for a little while, but I missed home."
Luna paused in mid-adjust.
Where did you go?
"I went to this summoning school up in the sky. They keep it up there hidden in the clouds, and it always moves with the clouds." Elle grinned, remembering. "But it was wet a lot up there, clouds are wet things."
You went to the SKY? That got Luna's interest. I've been in the sky before, but not in a building in the sky. The buildings on Neilan are on the ground.
How do you walk on the sky? Don't you fall through the clouds? Did you learn to walk on clouds?
"I think there was magic, because there was ground on the cloud. Grass and dirt and stuff for the buildings to sit on." Elle added, "It didn't even feel like you were up high unless you went to the edge and looked down."
Wo-ow~! Luna's eyes widened excitedly. I like the ground better than the sky. Ground in the sky sounds pretty.
A pause.
Neilan's another planet! blaugh
"It was, but if you were afraid of heights, it was a bit scary at first."
Elle paused then too. She was impressed! "That's amazing, you got to go to another planet? Lucky you!"
Are you a'scared of heights, Elle?
Luna fidgeted a bit, brushing away the dirt that gathered on her clothing when she rolled on the floor.
It's where mama's from! And it's full of people like me! They don't talk with their heads, though. They talk with their mouths and listen with their heads.
"A little bit. But not as much as I used to be. Are you?" Elle picked up one of the balls nearby, and rolled it between her foot and her tail. She had started to do things like that out of habit, after her
tail had once decided it was bored and tried to trip someone up.
"Is it different from this planet at all?"
Nope nope. I sit on Jo's shoulders a lot and so I can't be a'scared of heights. And there's a lot of flying in Neilan. Neilan's a lot bluer than here. The sky's bluer and the water's cleaner and the air's cleaner. And it smells like laundry. Luna neatly arranged herself on the floor, spreading her skirt out so it wouldn't wrinkle while she sat. The animals are different, too. They're not as colorful. The birds are really really bright, though. And sing with their heads.
Her gaze wandered to the ball. Oooh! I forgot you had a tail!
"Oh, right. Jo flies." Elle felt that rush of admiration again, and told it off. How dare it! It sounds very nice there. I like the idea of birds singing with their heads."
She looked down at the tail, shrugging. "I forget I have one too. Until it decides to remind me. It is a very mischievous thing."
No he doesn't, Luna corrected.He's just really really tall! He can't fly, but he can fly in dreams, I think. Maybe. I don't know. But birds fly. And they sound like this. She closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side, a mild stream of emotion rolling through the air around her. They were soft. Pleasant. They were the cool warmth of a sun in a deep blue sky. They were the gentleness of mild breezes rustling through leaves. They were the softness of down feathers.
She giggled quietly, eyes opening again to watch the tail as the stream of emotions trickled off. If I had a tail, do you know what I'd do with it? A pause for emphasis. I'd put a ribbon on it!
Elle listened with her mind. She could feel it, and her face lit up at the 'sounds'. She almost envied that Luna had been able to to a planet like that, it was so different to her own.
"A ribbon!" Elle looked at her tail, and grinned. "If we had a ribbon, we could put one on it right now."
Here. Luna removed one of the shimmering ribbons from her hair and pulled herself to her feet, taking two steps forward and kneeling by Elle's tail. I can tie a bow.
And tie she did, biting her lower lip as she focused on the still-awkward motions of making a bow. The end result was lopsided, but still recognizably a bow.
It's a friendship present, okay? Luna nodded emphatically. Don't forget me, okay okay? I'll be back another day, but if I don't go home, mama will be mad.
"Thankyou!" Elle admired the ribbon as it was put on, hoping that her tail would sit still long enough for Luna. Luckily, it did.
She leaned foward to hug Luna, adding, "I won't forget you. I'll have to send you letters, or visit you. But we don't want your mama to be mad."
I'll send a letter as soon as I get home, okay? Don't forget! With that, Luna pushed open the door to the clinic, Jokeph a step behind her.
Byebyebye!
"Bye!" Elle waved. She didn't wait in the clinic long, leaving a few minutes later for home.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 2:41 am
[Note from Luna]
Hihihi Elle! I promised I'd right!
On the way home, I found a shiny rock that looked like a heart. It was even pink! Jo says it is rose quarts. I'm going to show you next time I see you, okay? Right back soon!
XOXOXO (Mama says that means hugs and kisses)
Love, Luna Edae heart
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2006 9:49 am
Elle grasped the letter in her hand, grinning. Luna was so adorable! Though she was a little embarrassed still about the disaster earlier, Elle was eager to write back.
She'd just ignore the Jokeph remark.
But she did know a little bit about crystals.
Sitting down, she wrote a quick little letter on traditional thickened paper.
Quote: Dear Luna I was very happy to get your letter! It sounds very pretty! I can't wait to see it. Did you know some people think rose quartz is the love stone and makes you feel creative? My favorite gemstones are the opal and moonstone. XOXOXO Elle
Elle folded it and sealed it with wax. Once she'd sent it, she wished she could have made it more entertaining for Luna. Though it was just a letter, and though letters were generally words, she felt like something was missing. Maybe she could add a joke?
The answer came to her as soon as her eyes fell on the thick books stuffed on top of each other on her bookshelf amongst crystals, dangly things, strange looking trinkets and pieces of jewelry. Magic!
She started to sort through the piles. One pile was dismissed it as soon as she'd looked at the theme. These books were some of her favorites, and the ones she'd absorbed the most information off. But they were also topics based on the elements of darker magics of Gaia.
That wasn't very entertaining for a kid. Or very appropriate.
Another pile had been mostly summoning books, nearly all theory and history. They had pieces of ripped parchment throughout the pages, where she'd marked things. Elle could summon some of the 'lesson' creatures by now. But again, it wasn't going to amuse Luna if she had a hissing lizard jump out at her.
She had books on every element and style of magic, on history of magic, on past styles and past theories... anything Elle could get her hands on, she had gotten. Some of them she'd been so desperate to get, she'd used some of her new found talents to steal them from under bookseller's noses. It wasn't hard to do, most of these books were sold as general interest or fantasy.
One of the books caught her eye, a thinner white book that simply stated 'Illusions'. It was a newer book compared to the rest- one she'd been planning on reading but never gotten around to.
Elle flopped down on her soft couch, and flipped it open. It wasn't like her other books. It was a no-nonsense, practical-only approach to illusions, written for those who didn't need lessons in pronunciations, movements, or any of that beginner stuff. She hadn't paid any attention it earlier because it was all good-illusion. Nothing here that would scare anyone, or hurt them, or break laws, or give her that thrill she'd get when she created something that wasn't good... just nice sweet illusions.
But this wasn't for her. This was for Luna's amusement, and this book was perfect! Elle stretched back, opened the book and started to plan Luna's next letter.
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