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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 12:22 am
Kyrianna's Changelings JournalWelcome, Eirwen!!  Stage: Baby Affinity: Ice Type: Frost Faerie Gender: Female Abilities: Unknown Don't know what a Changeling is? Visit the Main Shop. Thank you to ANYA! for implementing the diary system. This is a Changeling Journal for Kyrianna. Please do not post here without her permission.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:51 pm
 The PagesI. Table of Contents II. Milestones III. About Eirwen IV. The Family V. Friends and Companions VI. Photo Album VII. Belongings and Gifts VIII. Permissions IX. Reserved X. Reserved
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:52 pm
 1/09/06: Kyrianna receives a mysterious icicle necklace 2/13/06: Kyrianna finds a very cold and very sleepy Eirwen sleeping on her doorstep
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:54 pm
 # Name: Eirwen
# Nicknames: N/A
# Date of Birth: N/A
# Parents: Kyrianna
# Hair Color: N/A
# Eye Color: N/A
# Height: N/A
# Eye Color: N/A
# Talents: N/A
# Powers: N/A
# Mate: N/A
# Children: N/A
# Favorite Colors: N/A
# Favorite Foods: N/A
# Favorite Sound: N/A
# Favorite Weather: N/A
# Favorite Scents: N/A
# Superstitions: N/A
# Dislikes: N/A
# Fears: N/A
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:56 pm
 Name: Kyrianna Marie Light
Relation: Mother
Age: Twenty Three
Height 5'6''
Weight: You NEVER Ask a lady that question eek
Marital Status: Single and Happy
Race: Half White Tiger, Half Human
Distinguishing Features: White-tiger ears, White-tiger tail
Personality: Kyrianna tends to be a slightly darker person. She enjoys wearing dark clothing and her piercings. She's really a sweet girl if you can get past her appearances and her initial coldness.
Being hurt so many times growing up and in the past, Kyrianna has a slight wall of ice around her heart. She doesn't make friends easily, but has been known to smile occasionally.
While she seems cold to other people, she loves children and can spend hours watching them, playing with them, and being with them. She also has a soft spot for stray animals, making her house a running mini-zoo.
Profession: Psychologist
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 12:59 pm
 This little girl was picked up for Eirwen...She seems to adore her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 1:00 pm
The only people allowed to post here are:
Jaden Silvermoon
Another Changeling Guardian
Or if you're dropping off a gift.
Anyone else? Please obtain permission first ^_^
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 1:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 1:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 3:05 pm
Still, she had not found the awakening item for her crystal, and still she was tempted with the little orange jelly-bean shaped thing. Each time the feline-girl looked at it, she felt a grumbling in her stomach. She loved jelly beans.
Alas, if she were to eat the little crystal, she would be eating a life - and Kyrianna wasn't too fond of flesh. Flesh? That was bad.
The girl's hands moved to cradle her pounding head and she gave a little whimper. Maybe if she went for a walk the crisp air would help clear her head and take some of the pain. Or at least numb it.
Getting to her feet, Kyrianna smoothed the black pants she had been wearing, and walked to the closet. "Where are you?" she muttered to herself, hands touching each and every article of clothing until she found the black trench she had been looking for. "Aha!"
The coat was slipped onto her shoulders and Kyri made her way downstairs and out the door, locking it securely behind her.
It only took moments for the winds to pick up around her as she began to walk down her drive way, pushing her backwards and trying to force her back into the warmth of her little home. It was, however, relieving the pounding of her head in its own odd little way.
Fighting the wind, Kyrianna walked down the familiar little path - the same one she had found the fairy crystal at. Oddly enough, she felt a peacefulness fill her at the thought of the crystal...perhaps Arta was right. Perhaps she really was meant for this mothering thing? The thought made her stop her movements and just stand there, thinking.
A mother? Her? Well...It didn't seem ALL that bad, she supposed. She did enjoy children - when they weren't screaming and whining, that is. Kyrianna remained lost in the thought for a long while and was about to turn and head back home when a small flash of light caught her eye.
Tail flicking, the feline woman started towards the flash of light, which came from one of the branches of the large tree across the road from her. What could it have been? Things didn't just flash for the hell of it, did they? Silver eyes landed on a glint of gold, a chain, and hanging from it was a spiraled icicle which seemed to be made of glass. Such a pretty little charm!
Who would have left it there? A shrug as she reached up, removing it from the branch which had acted as its hanger for who knows how long. "Well, it's mine now." She said to herself, turning and walking herself back to the coziness of her home.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 10:24 am
The warmth of the living room immediately engulfed her, causing her to thank the heavens she had kept the fire roaring despite the fact she knew she'd be severely bitched at if anyone had found out. It was terribly reckless, but nothing had happened and the house was still toasty.
Kyri moved to sit on the couch, crossing her legs to get comfortable before looking at the necklace clutched in her hands. She had absolutely no use for the beautiful piece of jewelry considering she never wore any herself but she was in no way ready to give it up. The way it caught the sparkling firelight, sending rainbows through the room, cheered the feline up.
Hmmm.
A mental image of those wind chimes she was always seeing popped into her head, causing a small smile to light up her face. It would be the perfect thing to greet her each time she came home from another grueling day at the office.
Standing up again, despite her legs protests, she made her way to the front door and pulled it open. Still raining.
Kyri frowned, stepping out in the stinging rain, determined to set up her little piece of cheer before the night was up. She would probably forget in the morning rush to get to her office in the psychology building and that wouldn't do. Reaching up, Kyri caught the chain on one of the nails that had been left there from previous hangings and let go, watching it shimmer and sway in the wind.
Perfect.
Satisfied with her work, Kyri went back inside, door slamming shut behind her to keep the heat in.
And then, she promptly went to sleep, exhausted.
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2006 2:40 pm
In the night, someone seems to have visited, albeit briefly... tiny footprints work their way around the site of the necklace, as if someone had stopped to stare up at it in wonder. Perhaps someone else has interest in it as well?
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 11:35 pm
No such luck.
And because the blaring of the alarm clock to her right refused to shut up, Kyri turned over to stare at the flashing digital numbers, eyes half closed in sleep.
6:30am
And so the week started.
The feline slid herself out of the bed, giving a shiver at the cold of the wooden floors against her bare feet before she zombie walked to the closet to get out one of her suits.
Of course, none of them were clean.
A loud curse, a kick to the wall, and a few outfit choices later left Kyrianna dressed in a pair of black slacks and a form-fitting white shirt - her only shirt that was half decent for work. Now all she needed to do was see if one of her jackets didn't smell too bad - and if it didn't - iron it and get going.
Fortunately, she found her black jacket to one of her many suit sets perfectly wearable, albeit a bit crinkled from being tossed carelessly in the laundry bin. It only took her a few minutes to iron it to a passable look and she was ready to go.
She was just walking out the door, purse in hand, when she noticed the little foot prints in the mud. They were too small to be from the children in the neighborhood...
Maybe it was one of those damned fairies here to take away the crystal she had in her possession that still hadn't burst despite its ever growing heat.
"Please. If you're here for that blasted thing, just take it away."
The thought that the necklace was the object of the being's lust didn't cross her mind as she made her way down the street to her office.
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