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 Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:33 pm
*Luana watches them leave, thinking to herself, I think what you said about emotional outbursts was a bit of an understatement, Luke.*
*She doesn't want to interrupt Mystina and Janani, so she goes to get her key. After all, she has a party to prepare for, and only a couple days left. Before she gets there, she fades out.*
**Exit Luana**
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:35 pm
*Mystina leaned over and hugged Janani, very gently, mindful of her little one... and smiled* That's normal sweetheart... I wanted to go help her too but with the way he's helped me... I'm positive he was the best one to do it since he knew her so well... She'll be fine I'm sure it's just shock at the moment I bet... Don't worry...
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:40 pm
Janani notices Luana fade out of the corner of her eye. Aw...she would have liked to have a conversation with her, once more. Janani notices her Angelic wings, once more, as she watches Luana fade. They weren't beautiful...
You're right...
...but not about my wings... Janani is a bit confused on where to lead the conversation. It had started out about Mystina's baby. She decides to lead it back to that.
How is the precious life?
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:44 pm
*Mystina smiles and giggles* She is doing very well... She seems to become most active once we're in the Brink for some reason... I'm not quite sure why... She kicks a LOT *she giggled and felt the child within her kick, as if, confirming this* There she goes again!
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:53 pm
Janani tries giggling, but it comes out hallow. She's torn by many things. Cora had been comforted by friends of her own kind... Mystina, a Fae...not a Celestial Shard, had called her wings beautiful. In all that, Janani is shamed by her thoughts. She's reminded of her past. She has to stop thinking of that! She stays in the current conversation.
Oh? That sounds so wonderful! She must like it here!
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:55 pm
I think she does! Would you like to feel? She's still kicking...
*Mystina get's very serious after asking the question, and leans over and hugs Janani* Janani... do not try to pretend to be happy... I can see that you're torn so easily... It's not showing to others but to me it's plain because of my abilities... do you want to talk about them?
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 10:59 pm
Abilities? What abilities? In order to be at Mystina's height, Janani'd kneeled a long time ago. She returns the hug given, a bit awkwardly. She gives out a sheepish, short laugh. She doesn't know how to respond at first. However...Mytina's mothering wins Janani over.
My wings...they aren't...they aren't beautiful... Yours are... Mine are too small to even lift me...and I'm too short...
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 11:05 pm
*Mystina hugs Janani* I think they've -very- beautiful as would all of my people...and darling in your world you may be short but, to me you're tall... you're a beautiful girl, and so sweet....
It is truely what is inside that makes or breaks a person my lovely angel... That is truely what makes a person who they are.... the most beautiful woman in my world could be the most cruellest... you never know... it is not looks that matter, but the heart... *She hugged Janani closer and continued to speak softly to her* You're so very beautiful.... and you've very Tall to a small fae like me! And those wings are so pretty.... Most of my people don't have wings so they would envy you to have even those!
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 11:15 pm
Height is important... Isn't it? They'd thought her unworthy of her name/title because of being a runt. Janani could even hide in her brother's shadow. The Fae, Mystina, speaks words of such comfort. She'd never heard such, before. Janani's always so happy, running around exhuberant and ready to share her accomplishments, but things like what happened still seem to stir raw emotions of what had happened in the past.
All Angels have wings... Height and Bulk are important to my people...for the vile demons we fight...
Before anymore can be said, Janani begins to feel herself fade. Not knowing what to do, she places a hand on Mystina's swollen belly. A kick from the precious life within brings a smile, a true smile!, to her face. Still, Janani has always been seen as the runt of her race, the shortest ever seen. She may be gorgeous, as all Celestials are, but she doesn't, or can't, see herself that way. She's gone as she utters the beginings of "Thank-you."
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 11:24 pm
*Mystina smiles and waves goodbye to Janani, and then goes to sit down* Ah, guess we have this place to ourselves, hm, little one?
*She fades out just as she says it*
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 9:19 pm
** Enter Bard from Library 29 **
*Bard enters the main room from the library. He looks at the door for a moment, ready to go back to his time. He hesitates, then wanders over to the bar and pours himself a glass of brandy.*
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 9:30 pm
*Luke fades into the Brink. He looks around the entirety of the Brink and sees Bard.*
*His voice is scratchy.* Hey.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 9:32 pm
*Bard turns on his stool, brandy glass in his hand*
Hey.
*he salutes Luke with the glass*
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 9:37 pm
*Luke walks up and goes behind the bar for some Gatorade.*
*He drinks some. He stares down at it. He remembers the last time Bard was in here.*
What's going on?
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 9:38 pm
Janani fades, on her back...almost a foot in the air. WhiteRose rests on her stomach, and its tail maintains some swinging momentum as if Janani had been somewhere with a breeze. After just a moment...she falls with an ever so light thud. Okay... That wasn't so bad...compared to some other times. However, her side is sore, obvious as she rubs it. It's not even where she landed. Gently, she pets the head of her Cat Plushie, as if it were real and alive. She doesn't attempt to get up, just yet. Her clothes are slightly damp, though not clingy. Janani just lays back, murmuring to her WhiteRose.
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