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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 7:20 am
This journal is reserved for Mara-ani and her Fury, Kolohe.
Please do not post here without her permission.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:50 pm
~About Kolohe~
Kolohe is now a Fury child... she keeps her thoughts to herself, but seems calm and quite reserved at the present time.
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:52 pm
~Kolohes thoughts~
If I told you, they wouldn't be mine anymore, would they?
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:54 pm
~About Mara~
What we know about Mara-
*she has an apartment full of Ikea.
*she has a handbag worth more than a small car.
*she dresses in tailored suits.
*she's an exec. who buys and sells companies.
*shes pretty close mouthed about her life pre-Fury.
*she prides herself on being impartial as much as she can. Some would call her apathetic..... but she prefers impartial.
*she's really surprised she doesn't hate this place.
*she's trying to keep her ears open and her mouth shut until she learns more about what is going on. Until then she's reserving any judgement.Motto- "Say little, see much"
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:55 pm
~Maras thoughts~
What next?!
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 3:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2005 4:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 2:07 am
Mara takes Kolohe carefully back to their room. She's still quite flushed and anxious looking. She sets the winged egg carefully in the hammock and looks around, searching.
Kolohe hums gently as she is set in the comfortable, cushioned hammock. The sea breeze blowing in the door rocks her. Her hum rises briefly to a nervous pitch, then settles back down. The luminous eyes close and the humming becomes rhythmic.
Mara finally empties out her briefcase and looks at the contents critically. Picking all her folios and memos and transcripts up in a heap she dumps them in the corner with a curt nod. Grabbing a pillow from the floor she sits it in the empty briefcase. Frowning at the makeshift bed, she turns to pick up her egg... and stops. Kolohe is.. snoring. A small smile crosses Maras face and kicks the expensive leather briefcase into the corner with the other stuff. Carefully, she climbs into the hammock and curls around the snoring Fury. She kicks off her shoes and dozes off watching the sun set over the beach house and thinking thoughts that are very strange to her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 2:23 am
Mara wakes up to the harsh cries of seabirds. The air is cool and salty and she sleepily brushes hair out of her face as she stretches in the translucent light. She eyes her crumpled suit with a distaste. "We'll have to arrange to get some of my things from home... my laptop, some clothes..." She frowns and looks behind her... Kolohe is not in the hammock. Mara swings out of the hammock, the calm of the morning lost. She looks frantically around the room, on the floor, in the bedding...
Kolohe, hovering up near the ceiling, thrills on the sudden wave of energy coming from her guardian. She trills her excitement.
The high pitched noise draws Maras attention and for a minute she can only gape. "Kolohe! Come down!"
Kolohe shrills again, a bubbling, happy sound. Mara is positively thrumming with emotion.
Seeing that the egg has no intention of coming down, Mara bites down on her anger and an old wily trick her father used to use on her flashes into her head. She affects nonchalance, and says casually- "Fine, I'm going down to the beach. You can come or stay, suit yourself"- and with that she strolls out of the hut. Outside she waits and hopes that her ploy works.
Kolohe watches and hovers as Mara speaks, and then leaves the hut. She keens nervously. Where has Mara gone? Why did she go? What is she supposed to do for fun now? She flutters down and bobbing in the air, exits the shack.
Mara grabs for her egg the second it's in sight and finds herself laughing. "Gotcha!! If you want to fly, we'll go down to the beach, alright? But no flying over the water and you mind me when I say it's time to go. We'll have to head back into the city at some point......" as she speaks, Mara carries the egg down the path to the shorefront.She looks down once at the egg she is carrying- the flying egg- and the absurdity of her situation hits her again. She laughs, a long, loud belly laugh.
Kolohe shrieks as she is snatched from the air but settles as Mara holds her close and heads towards the water. She lets the words wash over her like water... water, she thinks that would feel really nice...
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 6:11 am
....for the sake of me being a lazy and neglectful RPer, fast forward... Kolohe falls in the water with much glee, Mara half-drowns herself trying to 'rescue' the gem, and ends up swimming back to shore and heading back to the cabins, soaking, with a calm cool and collected egg in tow. She drags on some clean clothes and falls into an exhausted sleep while Kolohe does laps of the ceiling.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 6:16 am
Mara wakes from weird, surreal dreams. She sits up and stretches, scratching her head and dislodging a heap of sand. She frowns.
"Hmmm. Who knew an egg could be so...so...."
She gives up trying to find an analogy this early and looks around instead for her errant charge.... who is nowhere to be found. Groaning, Mara heaves up off the hammock and trudges outside in jeans and a tshirt, looking bedraggled and very unlike her usual self. She blinks blearinly towards the house, debating whether to pursue a cup of coffee or her Fury first. Some new instinct wins out and she heads down the path, calling.
"KO..LO..HE!!"
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