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 Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2008 6:20 pm
The pale blue eyes seemed to display something other then sorrow for a moment as their owner stood on the reminds of a statue, one of the many that plague scatter in the Feral Plains. The fey's light skin, white hair and fur seem to glow under the starlight.
A gentle sigh escaped him as he grabbed the bow that complimented his black violin, whose silver string glittering under the night's lights like the male's outstanding features.
Raising the bow lightly, with ease he levitated a blank music sheet and a pencil to his eye level. He growled and dropped the violin and bow, along with the items he had just levitated. It shouldn't be so hard to compose a new tune, he had done this many times in his life time, so why now that he had true sights to compliment with his music, did he fail to do so? He levitated to the top of the oddly shaped piece of statue and settle there, letting his anger just disappear as quickly as it had appear. Tho, his tail twisted and twitched like a madden white snake. He dislike musician's block greatly, maybe he should had stayed home and tended to his forget-me-not and black roses....
Adriel close his eyes for a moment and stuck out his tongue childish. He hadn't want to stay home today, that's why he was here, trying to write music. He be danmed if he was about to go home without accomplishing something. Anything.
His eyes lost their new found emotion to quickly go back to their sorrowful state as he looked around. Alright, so what was there to be done here? The fey frowned as he tried to think of some activity that would satisfy him so he could go home and not feel that the trip had been a waste.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 10:27 am
Cheza walked aimlessly through the plains, as she had walked through many parts of this world. She knew she was looking for something, though she was never sure quite what it was. Her pale skin had a lunar glow that seemed to come from within as much as from the nearly full moon above. The bits of gold chain around her neck and wrists chimed quietly, musically, in the still night.
She heard a low growl and, mildly curious, went to investigate. Her chains were silent as she peered around the ruined statue, and saw a fey Ghostling almost as pale as she. She was mesmerized by it's twitching tail, and before she realized what she was doing, she had pounced on it, catching the fluffy tip in her large hands. She smiled, proud of herself, forgetting for the moment that there was someone on the other end of the tail.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:12 pm
Adriel had had started contemplating cutting his horn off when he suddenly leap up a bit. His tail still acted like a snake, movement wise, and whipped around in anger. He shifted slightly to look behind him and spot the ghostling that had interrupted his thoughts. Interesting...
None the less, she was being bothersome in the way she was holding his tail.
"Excuse me, but would you releasing my limb?" His voice came in a murmur, sad blue eyes watching her with some interest of her odd behavior.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:31 pm
Cheza startled, instantly releasing his tail. "Oh, I'm sorry." She raised her head, tilting it to one side as she studied him, her chains tinkling with the movement.
Her short attention span had her forgetting the faux pas almost immediately and reaching towards his hair. "You have lovely long hair." She murmured.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:44 pm
The tail swung away from her as soon it was released. "...I accept your apologies...." He murmur, his eyes still investigating the female. Using his abilities, he levitated his body a good couple of inches away from her hands. "...I suppose I do..."
He wonder why people felt the necessity to touch him, it wouldn't bother him if they asked before hand..
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 10:30 am
She blinked as he moved away, her head tilting to one side. "I wish I had long hair. It just won't grow ant longer than this, though." She looked behind her. "Can't grow a tail either. How did you grow a tail?" She looked at him with complete sincerity. She actually thought that, if she just knew how, she could grow a tail.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 4:35 pm
Still levitating, he crossed his arms and legs as if he was sitting on solid ground. "....Long hair is not all that it cracks up to be...It has its difficulties..." He watched her, almost expecting her to jump him, but her question seem to push this suspicion to the side for a moment. "....grow my tail...?...I have absolutely no idea how anyone would be able to grow tail unless they were a shapeshifter....I was 'born' with it....I do not believe its possible for one to 'grow' a tail..." He relaxed his legs and let them dangle, his whole moved in the body from side to side gently as he thought about it.
"...One could transfigure a part of something in their body into a tail....maybe a ponytail could be shifted and moved downward to the lower back and turn into a cat tail...Of course, it wouldn't be exactly like the real thing..." He kept mumbling to himself. "...It would take a lot of telekinesis power to do that, it wouldn't be worth it for just an additional limb that might not fully work..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 5:43 pm
She tilts her head the other direction. "You can't grow one? So no tail for me." She pouts for a moment before being distracted by the pale ghostling's mumblings.
"Tekekawhatsis? You must be very smart, to know such big words." She amused herself by saying various permutations of what she thought she had heard.
As quickly as she had started, she stopped. "I'm Cheza. What is your name?" She looked at him intently, as if he were about to tell her the meaning of life, or death, rather than just his name.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 6:19 pm
"...Te-le-ki-ne-sis..." He corrected her as he was snapped out of his musings. "...I was named Adriel...." He murmured lightly in her direction. "...As for telekinesis, its what i am using to hover above the ground...Its a mind power..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 1:39 pm
She shrugged. "If you say so. Oh, is that how all those little ghosts float? I wonder if I can do that." She starts hopping up and down, though nothing else seems to happen. Her eyes glow an even brighter pink as she concentrates.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 5:10 pm
"...I assure you that I have absolutely no idea how other creatures mange to levitate...." He looked down towards her curiously, that something new. Twisting himself upside down, he watched her from a 'new' prespective. Would she really pull it off?
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 5:23 pm
She continued to jump, the movement doing some interesting things to her body, but not managing to make her levitate.
However, as she concentrated, a pale glow, like moonlight on fog, appeared at her feet. Small, white buds came from the ground, quickly increasing in size. They burst open, their long, numerous petals giving off the same dim moon-glow. They grew to the size of a large human's fist, then stopped. The flowers gave off a subtle smell of long, snowy nights that somehow brought to mind home, regardless of any actual connection between the two.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 3:23 pm
The fey blinked in surprise at this as he moved closer to the jumping ghostling. "...Stop...." He stared at the flowers with wide eyes. "....What exactly are you doing?...."
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 4:05 pm
She stopped, looking at him as if he were being quite dim. "I'm trying to levi-whatsis, of course." She bent her knees, preparing for a much higher jump.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 4:33 pm
Adriel almost fell off the air at her response. Catching himself, he floated much closer and grabbed sides of her head and force her to look down to the flowers. "...No...you are creating...."
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