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 Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 8:23 am
'No one knows their agenda,' Aranea said, watching Procyon's attempt to light the libraries fire. She ran a hand along the top of the fire, on the mantelpiece, finding flint, and locating a bundle of tinder which she scattered on the logs. She struck the flint stones together, with quick, hard movements and a spark flared, igniting the tinder. She blew on it, watching as it caught properly.
She stood back as the fire devoured the tinder hungrily, and started to slowly burn the thicker logs. She tugged her cloak back around herself from where it had fallen open, and took a seat near to the fire, watching the flames.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 12:01 pm
"Strange..." said Procyon as she watched Aranea work her magic on the fireplace. "Well, now that I know where the flint is, it should be easier to light next time." She smiled. Boy, had she made an a** of herself already.
Sitting down in the chair next to Aranea, she was glad to have warmth back in her again. It would have been awfully cold outside, and now, she was glad she hadn't gotten past the castle walls.
"Wintertime is miserable," she sighed, pulling her cloak around her more tightly. "So, I do have more questions about the Moon Court. I'm sorry if I am asking too much...This is just the first time I've had the opportunity to meet an older Fey, and I am infinitely curious about the Court. Do you know how many of us there are? And how old is everyone? I know of the Majestrix, but is there a King of the Moon Court somewhere?" She eyed the spider, trying to read her body language. She had no desire to come off as obnoxious, but she was quite curious about those who lived within the same walls that she did.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2006 8:51 am
Aranea wrapped herself in the cloak, tight as she could, her bare feet dangling a hairs-width above the cold, stone floor.
'This season's end can not come quick enough for me,' she grumbled, her voice dull.
'If I can answer, you may ask,' Aranea said, her gaze flickering from Procyon to the flames of the fire.
'I know of a few others that have been released from the Curse. Pteryx, she was a child last time I saw her, Lupinus is an adult like myself, and Feles,' she said the last name and a smile curved her crimson lips.
'If there are any more hiding in the Castellum I have yet to meet them.' she closed her eyes, thinking a moment.
'A King? There was once I believe, but I dont know what fate befell him.'
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2006 4:26 pm
"I've hardly been out of my chambers where it's nice and warm," Procyon said, smiling. "I barely noticed the change in weather. But now that I have, I can't wait until it's over."
She pulled her legs up into the chair, sitting indian-style. It was more comfortable for her that way...She wasn't as prim and proper as some of the other fey she knew. "Ah, I've met Pteryx. She was actually in the hallway right after I was released from the window. She seemed like a nice girl. She was quiet, but I suppose that was to be expected." The other names weren't familiar to her, but she engraved them in her memory. "Well, it's good to hear that there are others. I would like to meet them sometime. Do you ever gather together for anything, or is everyone lost in their own affairs?"
Procyon twisted a braid between her fingers absent-mindedly, and then gave the spider-fey a glance, on the lookout for shinies...And you never knew who would let you borrow something...
"Well, I've met a couple of fey myself, but they are all about my age. Dionaea is the flytrap fey, and she's my best friend these days...There's also Mephiti, but I see her very rarely. I think you're the fourth Fey I've ever met...besides the Majestrix of course."
She pondered the thought of a Moon Court King, curious how the balance of power would work out. Nox was a strong woman, and Procyon couldn't imagine her bowing down to anyone.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 10:17 am
Aranea was becoming drowsy now, the combined warmth of the cloak and fire making her eyes feel a little heavy. She stirred in the chair, shifting so that a cooler air touched her skin which made her more alert.
'We gather when its necessary,' she said.
'If you seek the others out I'm sure you will find them. What do you do anyway?' she asked, looking sharply at Procyon.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 11:52 am
The Spider's look caught Procyon by surprise. "What do you mean, what do I do?
Are you talking about in general? Or what my profession is?"
The Raccoon stopped, and then thought she realized what Aranea meant. She was a bit wary of telling the Spider about her pursuits, but she figured that it would be wise to trust those of her own Court.
"To be honest, I haven't done much since I've been reawakened. I like to explore, and learn as much as I can about the Courts. But I would say that my true calling is sleight of hand, theft and generally sneaky behavior..."
She nodded to the Spider, having given away her not-so-secret secrets. "And what is it that you do Aranea?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 3:00 pm
'A thief then,' she stated.
'I hope your pursuits lie outside of this Court, I would hate to have to come to you if I suspected something of mine had gone missing,' her eyes glittered in the firelight, her tone even.
'Maybe you should get yourself an audience with the Majestrix, I am sure she would be eager to make use of your skills...it has gone most quiet in reagrds to the Sun Court's quarters lately.'
A hand emerged from the cloak and brushed fine strands of her hair away from her face.
'I am an alchemist.' she said, in reply to Procyon's last question.
'I seek to change, and alter...I also make powerful potions.'
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 7:44 am
"Yes, I suppose you could say I was a thief..." she nodded in agreement, and then shook her head at the mention of stealing from those of her own Court. "I would never steal from my own kind," she said sharply. "I do know better than that..." Though the shiny silver candlesticks now resided on her own hearth instead of the one in the sitting room, she looked at them as borrowed, not stolen goods. "But if you ever are missing anything, I would be more than happy to help you find it. I'm quite good at hunting things down."
She tapped her fingers on the arm of the chair, and smiled at the thought of getting an audience with the Majestrix. "I would love more than anything to have an audience with Her Majesty. Helping the Moon Court is my desire, and anything she would have me do would make me quite happy. I could use some sort of reconissance work to help me hone my skills."
An alchemist? Interesting, the Racoon thought, pondering how skilled this woman was. "Well, your profession sounds fascinating. Have you always had an interest in potion-making? What are your favorite types of potions?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 10:46 am
'That's good then.'
Aranea regarded the teen thoughtfully. At least she had honour amongst her own kind, and for that answer, her opinion of Procyon rose a notch. She was after all, wary of trusting others from her Court implicitly after the whole Spina debacle.
'I have made many, but most are for practice. One of the most important things I made were to infiltrate the Sun Court and to steal a Kithain's child.'
Her crimson lips curved into a grin at that memory...that and the reminder of Feles in his little unicorn costume!
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 1:23 pm
"But of course. I wish no treachery against those of this Court. In fact, I've come to like those I've met so far. I see no reason to take anything from any of them." She paused. "But, I'm in dire need of practice...and without taking from people here, I need to get out into the world, and take from those who I have less respect for...Do you think the Majestrix would give me a mission, even though I am only a teen?"
She was honestly curious, not really knowing how much Nox trusted those of her court. Would she give the Raccoon a chance to prove herself?
"How does one request a meeting with the Majestrix?"
And then, pondering Aranea's potion-making skills, Procyon couldn't help but venture further into the situation that brought one of the Sun Court into Umbra. She smiled at the Spider. "Really? You stole one of the Sun Court!? Amazing...You must have been quite sneaky and tactful to acquire one of their own. Did we gain anything from the situation? Some good information I hope..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 3:43 pm
'The missions to steal the Kithains child used one of our number that was still a child himself at the time. Age means nothing if you have skills of importance.' Aranea watched the fire a moment.
'The capture of the child led to the capture of a member of the Sun Court..' she sighed.
'Unfortunately due to...other circumstances,' her tone as she conveyed this brooked no curiosity in to further details.
'We had to give our prisoner up before anything of great use could be got from her. I dumped her in the woods, and if she lives still I care not.' she smiled, standing.
'By persistence and being honoured, will you gain audience with our Majestrix.' Aranea gathered the cloak tight around her.
'And now I really must take my leave. I am getting too cold, and it affects my body more then most.'
She hated the weakness that the winter temperatures released in her but there was little to be done but retreat to the warmth of Feles's chambers.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 7:14 am
"Aah..." Procyon said, nodding. "How unfortunate that nothing good came from all of your hard work. Though I'm sure finding and torturing one of the Sun Court was at least amusing for all involved..."
Standing with Aranea, Procyon gave her a slight bow, out of respect for the older Fey. "I shall be persistent, and look for opportunities to improve my skills within the court, and perhaps the Majestrix will grant me an audience. Thank you for talking with me. I feel much more knowledgeable now...I appreciate your kindness."
She turned toward the door, her cloak wrapping fully around her once again, and then, she turned back to Aranea and smiled. "It was a pleasure to meet you Aranea. Go, find warmth. I hope to see you again soon." With that, she walked through the doorway, and stealthily moved through the shadows, back to her chambers.
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