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 Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 10:55 pm
This is a private RP between Verdant and Orpheus Lindtstrom (XxLoveLikeWinter13xX) and Ellandra and Rhian Sanders (Redbud-Tree).
[[Location]]: Elysian Gardens - Elst's Home
[[Time]]: Mid-day~
[[Weather]]: Slightly rainy, but the sun's starting to poke it's head through the clouds~
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:01 pm
Verdant and Orpheus Lindtstrom were not the types of men to just lay about their apartment while watching novelas with voluptuous women, muscle-toned men, and dancing dolphins... well, not all day, at least. They'd actually spent a good portion of the morning doing just that before deciding that Elst and Aoi needed sweets. This is what brought the two siblings to Elysian Gardens on such a drizzly day.
The two brothers had walked through the rain that poured down from the heavens and made their way to Elst's doorstep. They knocked a few times, but no one answered. Oh well, it wouldn't hurt if they just dropped off the cake, would it? So, Verdant and Orpheus walked inside the silent house and headed towards the kitchen.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 2:23 pm
Ellandra was sitting at the desk she'd asked Elst and Aoi to move into the room she was currently occupying, words pouring from her mind into a notebook that lay on said desk. Every now and then, she'd sigh thoughtfully, perhaps a bit sadly, and her gaze would drop to the tattoo on her wrist as her thoughts wandered from the piece of fiction she was working on. Rhian was draped over her back, her arms wound around her Mama's - because she'd completely cast aside any mentality she'd had of Ellandra being her owner by now - neck, humming softly. Whenever Ellandra got too lost in her sad thoughts, that humming would increase in volume until the brunette relaxed again, and went back to her writing.
Ellandra and Rhian had been almost entirely secluded over the last few days, ever since they'd arrived at the Gardens in their flight from Farstep. Ellandra had barely left the room she'd been set up in except for absolute necessities. If Faolan had tried to meet up with her, or to ask her to come back - or even drag her back, if he was so inclined - Ellandra knew nothing of it. All she knew was the peace and quiet, and constant support that surrounded her. She could feel her mindset starting to improve, if only a little and only now and then, but that was already great progress from before.
Pausing for a moment, Ellandra laid her pencil aside and looked over her shoulder at Rhian. "Rhian, flutterby, isn't that getting uncomfortable by now?" The butterfly proto shook her head, a happy little smile on her face as she chose not to respond with words, only an increase in her humming. Sighing softly, though this time perhaps less wistfully, Ellandra reached back a bit and gently touched Rhian's wing in thanks. The little proto had been so helpful lately, and in a lot of ways she seemed to be maturing.
It seemed this move had been good for both of them.
The relative silence was broken, however, by the sound of footsteps entering the residence. Rhian broke off her humming and flicked her antennae, her eyes brightening. "Orphy! Orphy is here!" But she made no move to leave Ellandra, deciding that if Orphy or Verdant - for surely that was who was with him - wanted to come in and visit, then they could. She didn't need to seek them out, not now. It was an astonishingly mature decision for the proto who had been so very childish up until recently.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 11:16 pm
Verdant and ORpheus walked through the dimly lit house, the occasional lamp and the scant light that filtered through the rain-laden clouds serving as their only means of illumination. Had it been anyone else's house, Verdant and Orpheus might be a little spooked, but this was Elst's home- the heady aromas of so many herbs and flowers was just too calming to really give them any sense of fear.
They continued onward towards the kitchen, wondering if they liked harvest moon cake; it was a new recipe Verdant had concocted, but whether it was any good was a mystery to him. He made it a habit of not tasting his own cooking- otherwise, there'd be no way he could fit into those skinny jeans that accentuated his thighs!
Orpheus' mind wasn't on the cake, the recipe, or skin-tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination. He was more focused on the fact that Rhian was here in Elst's house. He assumed that Ellandra must be with her as well; after all, who else could be the person that was singing that sad little melody in her heart.
Wait... what?
Verdant was about to turn to the kitchen when he saw the light filtering from under the door. It must be Aoi or Elst relaxing! He walked over, knocked on the door, and opened it up only to find Ellandra wearing Rhian like a cape.
"Huh? Hey, Ellandra, I'm so sorry for just barging in! I thought you were Elsssss..." His eyes wer planted firmly on the portrait of a beautiful woman who bore a striking resemblance to Ellandra. Ah, but it wasn't the resemblance that had drawn his attention. It was the small, delicate flowers that were threaded through the woman's hair, almost as if... as if they were... a part of her.
A loud splat accompanied by the shatter of the plate the cake was on broke the silence that had wound its way through the room before Verdant began swearing up a storm that would have made every devotely religious person in the city cringe. Sailors knew less swear words than Verdant did, apparently.
"Y-you're a ******** NYMPH!!!!!!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 12:01 pm
"Oh. . . .hello, Verdant," Ellandra said with a tiny, sad but sincere smile. "It's all right, it's a natural assumption to -" Wait. Verdant wasn't listening to her. Nor was he speaking. The brunette blinked at him and followed his gaze to the portrait of her mother. While there was certainly a strong resemblance between her fae mother and herself, she failed to see what had so captivated Verdant that he'd - just dropped the cake he'd brought? What in the world?
Then Verdant started cussing, sending the tiny woman reeling back in her seat and wishing Rhian had visible ears to cover - that language was making even her own ears burn, and she'd heard some pretty creative curses while living at Farstep. She grew a little sad at that sudden thought - to which Rhian responded by increasing her humming - until Verdant nearly blasted her out of his chair with his yelling. Ellandra flailed a little and fell back with wide eyes. "W-what? V-verdant? What are you - what do you - I - I don't understand!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 10:37 pm
Verdant looked from a bewildered Ellandra to the portrait on the desk. How had he not realized it sooner? The pointed ears, the shy demeanor, that uncanny faerie vibe, they all pointed to one possible faerie: nymph. Ellandra was a nymph and didn't even know it! Still... the human half of her may have simply impeded her growth as a nymph; it would explain why she didn't bloom like he did. A nymph... Ellandra was a nymph!
Verdant grinned so wide he was gonna get a smile charley horse. With an elegant swoop, he soon had Ellandra in his arms, swinging her around as if she weren't engorged with twins- who were part-nymph!!! Oh, how Verdant danced with Ellandra, the poor girl's feet barely ever touching the floor. Before he knew it, he was singing loudly and cheerfully as Ellandra's legs ascended another foot or so into the air.
Orpheus, who had wisely chosen to drape himself over Verdant's shoulders like a scarf, was beginning to get a little dizzy from all this spinning and dancing and whatnot. He took off and headed towards the cake; no point in letting it go to waste, right?
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 10:46 am
Between Verdan't cussing and yelling, and no his ecstatic spinning of her, Ellandra was nothing more than a (very) dizzy mass of confusion. "V-verdant..... p-please...." she managed, her face taking on a greenish tinge. "S-stop . .. " Yes, stop, please, before her stomach revolts and. . . well, let's not think about that. Just stop the spinning, please? And make more sense? Because all this was doing was making Ellandra ill and confused.
Rhian knew better than to stick around on a whirly-ride, and forgoing her humming for the moment, the flutterb made a beeline for the cake and was already in the process of devouring it by the time Orpheus got to it. "Hello Orphy! Why is Mama getting all spun around like that?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 7:34 pm
Orpheus took a quick bite of the cake, swallowed, and nonchalantly answered, "It's a nymph thing; I don't even get it. I figured it had something to do with her womanity or something and I thought I just skate right past that. Strawberry?" Orpheus impaled a good-sized strawberry on the end of his talon and offered it to Rhian before continuing to eat cakey-cake.
Verdant, after a few more minutes of loud singing, strange dancing, and spinning of the short, massive pregnant woman (Orpheus was under the impression that this was part of some obscure nymph ritual or something), he finally sat her down in the chair and knelt down at her feet. With a silly grin plastered on his face, the kind that immediately follows making a fool of oneself in public, Verdant repeated what he'd said not too long ago, though it certainly sounded less vulgar. "Ellandra, my dear friend, you are a nymph! As such, it is my duty to inform you that we are going to need to celebrate in some way, shape, or form. No drinking, of course."
Orpheus looked up from his cake and lifted what was probably an eyebrow at Verdant. "You mean there's more to this than swinging around a knocked-up young woman like you're about to hit a pinata?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 12:57 pm
"Oooohhhh....." Ellandra's complexion was somewhere between chalk-white and nausea-induced green. She was so dizzy and now stick to her stomach that she couldn't really process what Verdant was saying. Her? Nymph? Celebrate? She shook her head, trying to clear it, but her overwhelming nausea caught up to her and the poor, twirled pregnant woman got sick all over Verdant.
Rhianblinked and tilted her head. "Womanity?" she echoed in confusion, then abandoned the cake for her Mama when she got sick. "Oh no! Mama! Verdant-singer made you sick!" Hopefully he hadn't managed to undo all of the emotional healing she'd managed up until this point . . . she didn't think so, but it was hard to tell for certain.
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 12:04 am
Verdant looked down at his ruined shirt and pants, his face losing all emotion. He slowly backed out of the room, careful not to step on his beloved Orpheus, continued walking backwards into the bathroom (the same bathroom where he'd gashmoigitied Shade's giflavity with his googis on practically every surface), and screamed as the sound of the water rushing through the shower head echoed through the house. He sat on the bottom of the shower, effectively creating is own personal Crying Game.
Orpheus merely stared out the door before turning to Ellandra and Rhian. "Well, that was a, uh, pretty reasonable reaction, I suppose. Are you okay? Need something to make you feel better?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:17 pm
Ellandra didn't answer, instead continuing to sit there with a dizzy, ill, and somewhat despondant look upon her face. That certainly wasn't something she had intended to do. It had just been an inadvertant effect of her being spun around in the air until she was so dizzy that she couldn't see straight. She had never meant to upset Verdant. . . .
Rhian, sensing her Mama's distress, immediately left the cake and fluttered over to drape herself over Ellandra's shoulders, humming softly. "It's okay, Mama, he won't hate you, I promise." And if by some strange chance Verdant did Rhian would show that she did, in fact, have a slightly vicious side to her personality.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 10:24 pm
Orpheus shook off some of the icing from his beak and flew over to Ellandra, sitting neatly on the desk in front of her, taking extra care not to mess up any of her papers. With a quizzical tilt of his head, he looked up at her, wondering why she sounded so sad, even when she wasn't talking. It was... odd, hearing that song when she wasn't signing. Oh well, it must just have been the music Verdant and he had listened to on their way to the Nursery, yes, that was it!
"Miss Sanders, are you sure you don't want anything? Big Brother won't hate you at all, nope. He was more shocked than anything; wasn't exactly expecting that, I'm sure."
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 12:27 pm
Ellandra shook her head mutely, then dropped it into her hands, her shoulders quivering slightly as the emotional pain she was going through started to get to her again, even through Rhian's comforting haze of humming. The flutterby, too busy humming to actually speak to Orpheus, simply shrugged (how she did so without proper shoulders was anyone's guess) and smiled at him a little sadly. How could either the flutterby or her Mama explain what exactly had happened, anyway? It was beyond Rhian's abilit to understand, and Ellandra certainly wasn't up to talking about it any time soon.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 12:27 am
Orpheus glanced up at Ellandra, feeling so sad that she was feeling so sad. He could actually hear how sad she was, what it was that was bothering her so much, but to say anything to her right now about it was not the best idea. Instead, he merely rested his tail on her shoulder and nodded. If Ellandra needed to cry, Orpheus wasn't going to stop her. She could cry her heart out all she wanted if it meant she would feel better.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 6:25 pm
Sadly enough, Ellandra wasn't crying - at least not physically. Her heart was crying because it was broken, her soul because it was shattered, but physically she didn't shed a tear. She just sat there with her head in her hands, shuddering, with the two little protos draped over her to try and help her feel better. After a long moment, Rhian managed a short pause in her humming to whisper to Orpheus "Mama's . . . broken," in her own sad little voice, before going right back to humming.
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