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GentleMidnightDancer Crew
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 Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 6:52 pm
Dancer was glad everyone seemed to be preoccupied with their bellies and also happy Dewpaws wolf came back to her. She knew all to well the longing one feels for an animal who is as much family as any of them. *I'm so happy for you DewPaw!* she sent openly to her before cuddling up again to Crosscurrent. The two of them now alone out in the water as the sky darkend with every passing moment.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 3:52 am
Taking in each send Tidalwave continued to eat until Llune was finished both sending and speaking. After swallowing the last bite in his mouth he said, "In the vast deep many things are hungry. Best one lose a leg that will most likely grow back then ones life. When you have six or eight of them it is painful but at least you get a chance to get away while the predator has a snack right?" He chuckled softly.
As for the send images Tidalwave explained each animal to Llune and warned her of the lovely yet dangerous jellyfish. He then took a few moments to share with her images of the waters where he came from in the northern cold. To see great mountains of ice in the water, little birds that didn't fly but swam and the caverns under the ice flows. The glowing erie blueish glow from light above. The last thing he shared was a large fish with a great horn on its front end. "Show me your home before this lovely Llune. I would enjoy seeing it I'm sure."
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 9:53 am
Llune listens intently to Zayn's explanations of the many different water-animals, paying very close attention to the bit about loosing one leg is painfl but better than losing a life, "My, my, it seems very dangerous in the waters of your home, my friend! However do you survive it?" To Llune, who has liveda very sheltered and protected life, imagining having to fight to keep it is absolutely foreign to her.
Llune oohs and aahs at the images Zayn shared of his arctic home, and giggles at the shared thought of birds 'flying' under the water. The one-horned sea creature causes Llune to open her mouth as if to ask a question, but then Zayn asks her about her home and she forgets the question completely as she beginsflooding his mind with images of Blue Mountain.
"My home was very beautiful as well, but not nearly so viscious as yours - I never had to sacrifice a limb to survive..." Llune begins sharing images of the insides of Blue mountain, the sculptures, the roses, the archways that seem to go on forever, the many doorways that must be reached by gliding. Indeed, in the images she shares, stunningly adorned elves flit about from place to place, adding to the overal beauty of the location. Finally Llune shares an image of her quarters, which werea work of art in themselves. The outer walls of Llune's quarters in the mountain was rock-shaped to be thin and opaque, giving the room the illusion of stained-glass colors, and a forest of feathers and other flowy things hangs from the ceiling. Lining the walls were shelves and various other storage areas, on one side there was a short stool and three mirrors, and everywhere - on elf-sized mannequin's, over chairs, folded on the shelves, and most any other surface - are fantastic items of clothing, some finished, some not yet finished.
It seems Llune has gotten lost in the recollection of her home. The send is complete with the warm, tea-flavored scent of her room, the quiet sounds of other elves moving about the mountain... And then she realizes she's send-blathering on about her silly quarters. "Oh dear, I'm sorry... I spent most of my time in my quarters, but the Mountain was much lovelier than my humble quarters!" Llune hurries to share images of the Grotto and the many hallways, and the aviary, etc., etc.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:08 pm
Savith had been sitting on the sand, not far from Llune, eating in silence, half listening to the various conversations. As the glideress starts in on the beauty of their mountain home, the Chosen smiles lightly, a bitter sweet expression, but remains silent, adding little. His motions cease, hands pausing in mid-feeding of self, eyes growing a bit distant.
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ChosenSavith Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:20 pm
Peyote sat with Creek, eating in companionable quiet, watching everyone eating and talking. Keen eyes watched everyone's drinks, ready to jump up at a moment's notice to pour a refill.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:23 pm
As Tidalwave listens and sees all Llune shares with him the light smile that graced his lips fades away slowly. Setting his dish to the side he says in a gruff sounding voice. "One as delicate as you who has no idea of combat, suffering and the things that go along with those should not have to be happy living in a hole. It is true enough that gliders have hurt many but even a field of weeds can have a flower in it no?" His eyes looking to her in hope that she hears more the compliment then the backhanded insult.
He would like very much to take Llune home, to her home and say everything is as it was and you can be happy once again. Just as he would like to do with every gentle soul he comes across. It almost was to much to take for the hardened warrior. "I will do what I can to help you e comfortable in this place you now call your home as well." Here he took up Llunes hand in his. He wanted her to understand he meant what he was going to say. "Please feel free to call on me for any need you might have." With that said he let go his grasp so she could have her hand back.
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ChosenSavith Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 9:05 pm
Savith looks up at Zayn's voice, a dark frown settling in over the bittersweet expression from heartbeats ago. Eyes narrow slightly, lips pressing into a bit of a line, before he turns his gaze away, looking back at his food, and finishing his fish in efficient silence.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:52 am
Oh the many shades of pink and red Llune turned when the water elf took her hand in his. Oh my!
"Ah, er, I..." it's awfully difficult to talk around such a riotous blush, "Well, er, hm... I will do so...." She clears her throat and looks down into her plate, very hard, and takes a deep breath. Yes. It's time to be daring.
Llune raises her eyes to Zayn's and speaks, "I have a tendency to be happy wherever life finds me, my friend, and since... For some time now I have learned that comfort is often an added necessity - there is much to be joyful for even without luxuries. And while I do, I *do* miss the sculptures and the fabrics and the ease with which I had always lived, the safety and comfort, I have found so much beauty and joy here without it."
And... Time for daring. Llune places a hand on Zayn's shoulder and smiles, her almost-faded blush flaring up again just a bit, "And though there has been perhaps far too much past pain amongst our kinds, surely we can now learn from such errors... Perhaps the weeds all flower, just have not been in the right soil until now..." she removes her hand and looks back to her plate, busying herself with choosing just the *right* berry to eat with a bit of green fruit.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 5:07 pm
Creek nodded to Dew and her wolf friend, but paid them little attention. He knew of the wolfriders adn their companions; he was far less nervous around them than around Dancer's striped-claw. He ate in silence next to Pey, enjoying the closeness- so much that he managed to scoot even closer, slipping an arm around her waist. When he thought she wasn't paying attention, he stole a second strawberry from her. He grinned as he did, wondering if she noticed.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:28 pm
Peyote didn't seem to notice that a berry was stolen, at least, not unable she reached for another herself to find one missing. She just smiled, and leaned back against him with a contented sigh and a dreamy sort of expression on her face.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 10:41 pm
Tidalwave wasn't surprised by Llunes wisdom. His own life mate having that same calm thinking and way of understanding. To think that one only need to be in different surroundings to make them different. Llunes blushing face making his smile broaden. Her pale skin showed it so well. "Yes of course." he responded. "I'm sure in time we will all learn and grow to become one. Each contributing in his or her way for the better of us all." In truth Tidalwave wasn't sure if it could be but he would try. Wanting Llune to be at ease he thinks of something else. "Would you like to see a dive from the large overhang?" He points to the place Pey had chosen for diving.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:27 am
Llune smiles again as she pops the perfect berry-green-fruit combination into her mouth and replies to Zayn's question with a muffled, "Mm-hmmm!" and an enthusiastic nod.
Her face is still a bit flushed - she is surely not used to such intense attention from, well, anyone, really... But it's nice that they can talk, afterall, since appatrently Wavedancers and Gliders, historically, don't mix. And Zayn does have awfully pretty eyes. And we all know how Llune loves pretty things....
Swallowing her bite of delicious fruity stuff, Llune calls to Zayn ((if he went to dive after she nodded; otherwise she just says it to him)) "I must warn you though, I am convinced there is no way you can top the exquisite demonstration you and your kind displayed upon your arrival!" It's not really a direct statement, or even a challenge, it's more a lighthearted, teasing compliment.
Only lately has Llune become aware of just how much elves outside the mountain dislike her kind. And though she is uneducated and ignorant of nearly all that has been done, the difficult reception from Airana a few days ago made her realize her responsibility for amending these wrongs. To do this, Llune needed to learn about the folks she was trying to make peace with, and be a better example of a Glider than her kin had (apparently) been. And then foster every ounce of peace that had been made with kindness.
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 9:39 pm
As Llune spoke the lean form stood. His smile bright as he let his eyes rest on her for a moment longer then chuckled as he walked away sending. *In the water Fathom helped propel me out. Her powers allow her to move water and currents and the like. She was able to thrust me forward. A dive from the rock side I can manage all on my own." His send was focused on Llune but open. He had nothing to hide in his comment as it floated to her. Washing with the feeling of attraction and a longing to impress.
At the top of the rock he flicked the strip of hair back and with a graceful push was out in the air. Pulling his arms back he lifted his head. Both long legs tight together looking much like a bird before he straightens out, does a little flip then slips into the water with a light splash. It seemed to take him a good while to come back and sit again next to Llune. His face beamed and he almost seemed to even be sitting a bit taller.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:30 pm
Impress he did indeed, especially after sharing that the first feat was assisted by magic, Llune is even more impressed with the aerial gracefulness - and the almost soundless slipping into the water. **Brilliant, Tidalwave, absolutely fantastic!** she sends, openly as well, ad wildly enthusiastically, **I can't decide if the first or second was more dashing!** The send doesn't carry any specific feelings toward any particular elf, just the sense of a crowd cheering in a stadium. If there are any smooshy feelings, Llune keeps them well hidden, so that no one would ever be able to tell. As Zayn sits beside her, she smiles broadly at him. Sending jovially (with the sense of slapping him on the back congratulatorily) she concludes **I was wrong - the two exhibitions were equally amazing, at the very least!**
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:39 pm
Crosscurrent was qute happy to hold Dancer as they watched everyone enjoying themselves. The swaying of the water matching the light pulse he felt from her. Her Sending to the youngling making him a little sorrow for the lack of pod here.
Instead he nipped her ear playfully as his eyes followed the animated motions of Tidalwave near the almost-mother Llune.
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