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 Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 10:01 pm
Fiala smiled, and waited patiently for Jazz to get all the way down before carefully descending herself. Normally she would be a bit scared, yet with Jazz down below she felt at ease. After a while, she made it to the bottom, luckily without slipping. She was sure that she would have slipped if Jazz wasn't there, keeping her calm.
(We can finish it up at Jazz leading her to the clearing. 3nodding )
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:42 pm
((Okay!))
Jazz was glad that they were able to reach the bottom of the mountain without starting another avalanch or any other such disaster. He knew he could protect Fiala from all manner of things, but he also knew what he couldn't prevent and would be better off running from. Those he didn't like because it always made for an undignified fleeing, and now with Fiala, that was the last thing he wanted.
He lead her safely back to the clearing, then turned and smiled at her. "Well that was kinda fun; we wandered around and got dirty and even almost got buried by rocks. We should do this again sometime." He said this without a hint of sarcasm; he always liked a good perilous time. That and any chance to play the rescuer was fine with him.
"So......I guess we.....say goodbye for now?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 11:32 pm
"I guess so," replied Fiala. She was almost a little sad at the idea of being parted from him, but pushed it aside. She'd see him again. Of all things in this world, that was the one thing she was most sure of. She gave him a parting hug, "And I'd be more than happy for you to be my hero as much as you wish." Even if it meant that there would be danger, she knew that he'd keep her safe, and she liked the feeling of being protected. It was comforting. She ended the hug with a bright smile and a wave. "Goodbye! I'll see you again soon." And with that, she scurried off toward her home. She may not know how to get anywhere else in Namiah, but that path from the clearing to her home and back was something she knew by heart. Away she went, but her thoughts moved not a inch.
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