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 Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 4:42 pm
Storei Storei, discovering that there was conversation being held nearby, turned her warm eyes to the gathering group and edged her way over to bump shoulders to Kohen in a polite friendly manner. "Congratulations all!" Storei said, keeping her voice down as to not disturb the sleeping elements. An idea poped in her mind and she grinned widely, "We should come up with a name for ourselves. The Gaurdians or something like that." Storei laughed a bit and then shut herself up to listen to the goblin. Screwing her mouth into a frown, the girl shrugged and said softly, "I think all we can do right now is protect them, keep them warm, and...wait."
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2006 10:27 pm
Later on that evening, Storei left Spork Ninja's lab and wandered back to her little cottage, elemini embraced in her arms against the cold as she hurried home. When she reached the elbony door of her home, she juggled the element onto one arm and reached deep into her lab coat pocket for her keys Alright...Test tube...Tic tacs...Glasses cleaner...Random person's phone number...A bead or two...D&D figurine...Oh, finally! Keys! Storei hurriedly shook the contents of her pocket back into their places and stuck the keys into the lock so she could fling open the door and run inside.
Storei turned around and closed the door with her free arm before she turned around to sigh against the warmth of her cozy home. She smiled down at the little lump of cloud in her arm and she whispered, "Welcome home, little one."
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 12:57 pm
Giving a quick sigh, Storei shrugged off the cold of the storms and began to mill about in her home, the cloud in the nook of her left arm. As of the moment she was preparing Israfel's sleeping quarters and other random things. She wanted the new member to be warm at home and comfortable. However...She never really had an elemini in her home before and so she found herself at a bit of an impact.
What did an elemini sleep in? What did they eat? What did they drink?
Well, Israfel was sleeping right now so there wasn't much that she could do for him except giving him somewhere nice to sleep. Looking around her not-so-terribly-messy home, Storei's eyes caught sight of something that might do. It was a hanging plant bowl, ceramic, large and empty. It hung from the ceiling right above her work table at the level so that she could tend to it with ease and without much trouble or complications. Storei's face brightened up with the thought and she rushed to a hallway to burrow into the towel cabnets for suitable pillowing.
Returning to the work desk and hanging loft, Storei's left arm was full of cloud and her right arm was filled with soft blankets. Arranging the blankets into the bowl, Storei stood on her tip toes and weaved the blankets into a comfortable nest for the elemini. When she had done, the lab girl carefully lifted the cloud to her lips for a gentle goodnight peck before she laid it in it's new loft.
"Goodnight, Israfel. Rest well." She whispered.
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 10:42 am
Israfel dizzily dripped halfway out of the bowl-like home. He was woken up to the weird series of noises underneath him from Storei's desk. The lab coated girl was rocking out to Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' when he first woke up, but now the girl was spazzing out to a song called 'I Write Sins Not Tragedies' by Panic! At the Disco. Truthfully, Israfel didn't understand why she was having a seisure in her chair as she worked on her laptop. Pausing in the transition from song to song, Storei cast her golden eyes up just long enough to cup her hands around Israfel's droopy form and catch the fluffy cloud as it rolled onto her lap.
Just at that moment, another song turned on and Storei squealed with delight, "I haven't heard this for a while!"
Israfel, on the other hand, seemed to shrink and become more thicker from the new style of music.
Looking down at the frightened cloud, Storei stroked her fingers along the soft fluff and cooed, "Don't worry, Little One, it's only heavy metal. See? It's not scary. They're just essentric and they're favorite colour is black and they like to scream."
Israfel became a bit more fluffy at the reassurence and he proceeded to croon. Then, he began to whimper and squeak.
At this, Storei looked down at the cloud just as she began working again and she asked, "Hey Little One, what's wrong?" She recieved another squeak and growl. Then suddenly a light bulb lit up in her mind in the midst of a guitar solo and the girl piped, "Oh, you're hungry aren't you?" She received a squeak and croon. "Well, then let's go figure out what you want to eat."
She lifted herself and Israfel up from her chair and then looked on the laptop regretfully as another good song began to play. Screwing her mouth into a contemplating frown, Storei fixed the problem by turning up the volume so that 'Hands in the Sky' By 'Straylight Run' was blasting through the house. Then, with a happy grin, Storei waltzed over to the kitchen.
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 11:38 am
Staring blandly at the cabinets and other things, Storei held Israfel delicately in her arms and looked around helplessly. What could she possibly feed a cloud? Air? If so, Israfel wouldn't be complaining but helping himself. Storei danced a bit to the cabinets and shook her head as she stared at a weird assortment of breakfast cereals and pop-tarts. No food like that, huh. At least, not now.
The lab coated girl turned away from the breakfast cabinet and stared at the stove where she had a kettle of water boiling for her daily intake of tea. Suddenly it began to steam and Israfel bubbled with happiness.
Steam?
Evaporated water particles, free to bounce wherever they want. When they get to a certain part of the atmosphere they turn into...Clouds. Clouds like Israfel. Israfel's a cloud. So Israfel must like steam!
"That's it!" Storei cried, picking Israfel up in her hands and holding the bundle of cloud over the steam of the kettle. Israfel absorbed it up happily, drinking in the steam and feeding upon it happily. Smiling at the victory, Storei began to work up another floating hammock over the steam by using a net and a couple of long handled spoons. Then she placed Israfel in the wire hammock and watched as the cloud fed on the steam being produced from her tea.
"That seems easy enough."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 8:39 pm
Israfel watched dumbfoundedly as Storei ran throughout the household, carrying a tall green can in one hand and waving a piece of paper in the other. She had come home after buying that green can and since she took a sip she's been 'off the walls' as she likes to put it.
Making an inquiring peep as Storei flounced by singing the lyrics to 'American Pie', Israfel recieved a close up of Storei's grinning face. Israfel repeated his peep of questioning.
"Oh? This?" Storei beamed, indicating her green can, "This is Arazona green tea! It's the best thing in the world! Besides you, of course. But here...You should try it." Storei tipped the can over Israfel's foamy body and she watched with amusement as Israfel hiccuped and made a purring noise.
"Bye bye, miss american pie, drove my chevy to levee but the levee was dry, them good ol' boys drinking GREEN TEA and rye! Saying this will be the day that I die! This will be the day that I di~ie!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 11:12 am
"IT'LL TAKE A LOT TO KEEP ME AWAY FROM YOOOOU! THERE'S NOTHING A HUNDRED MEN OR MORE COULD EVER DOOOOO! I FELT THE RAINS DOWN IN AFRICA! I'M GOING TO TAKE THE TIME TO DO THINGS I'VE NEVER HAAAAAAAAD!"
Israfel lifted a curious white tendril of fluff to take a look at his master.
Great.
She was running around the room, dancing to the music playing from her laptop. Currently she was listening to Africa. But because the song came to a close, she was now doing some intricate form of dance to Genesis's 'Silver Rainbow'
"Oo, then you know that you are there! Beyond the Silver Rainbow, beyond the silver rainbow, you...Oh no. You wanna know if you're coming or going!"
Israfel gave something close to a sigh, which was more of a whisp, and then curled up to go back to sleep. He was happily listening to his master run around and enjoy herself.
Then Storei gasped.
Israfel suddenly felt himself lifted out of the hammock heaven and he tilted another tendril of cloud at Storei. She was looking down at him with a twitching mouth of joy, "Israfel! You're...You're sparkling! Something's happening!"
...Great.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 11:32 am
At the sounds of "GREEN TEA" in Storei's singing the little cloud began to quiver. The little cloud seemed to emote feelings of confusion, excitement and a hint of fear... then with a great shudder: 
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 8:14 pm
Storei gasped and she immediately ran to hoist up the cloud in her hands. Petting it, she inspected it closely and asked the cloud in sewn together speech, "What's happening to you Israfel? Was it something I did? Was it the frenquency of the vibrations in the notes that I sang? Which ones? It was during American Pie right? Was that an A flat? Was that what triggered it? You're sparkling! Do you feel alright? Is it because I haven't been feeding you or forcing you to exercise?" She blabbered.
Israfel piped and trilled and shuddered with the strange emotions inside it's fluffy casing. Still amazed, Storei cupped the cloud and ran outside where the summer rains drizzled and attacked the house, thousands at a time. Throwing up the whispy cloud to the sky like a sacrifice, Storei laughed and watched as it fluffed and billowed in the wind.
"Israfel!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 10:00 pm
At the sound of his name being shouted, Israfel made a loud high-pitched squeal, like the whispers and whistles of the wind. Laughing, Storei spun about on the porch as the rain plastered her lab coat to her body and made her shudder with cold. She held Israfel high up to the air, like a sparkling sacrifice to the heavens and she laughed as the rain drops splattered against her glasses.
Israfel couldn't help but bubble with these new emotions and squeal as he was raised high into the air.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 11:56 am
the rain spattered around them both. but slowly started to condense around the cloud as if it was absorbing it. The little cloud grew and start to get darker like a raincloud. Lighting flashed from him and there was the soft roll of thunder. The lighting and thunder intensified and then calmed. The clouds color slowly changed back to a calmer white and blue... but the size had not diminished. Instead, it seemed like the clouds were thinning... and a figure seemed to solidify under the misty cloud. But as day burns through morning fog, a small greenish figure emerged from under the clouds.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:19 pm
Storei's eyes widened behind her glasses at the display and all words were stolen from her throat. Her surprised gasp slowly melted into a surprised grin and she rubbed the little being against her cheek in joy, "Israfel! Look at you! You're...You have a body! You're solid! Are you hungry? Are you tired?"
Israfel shrugged and looked at her with his discreet eyes, secretive and calm. Nodding his head and standing weakly in Storei's palm, the little elemini stooped and sat down, tired from the transformation.
"Well then, let's go inside and get you want you need." Storei proclaimed. And then we can go report this to Spork if you want. He would probably want to know what's going on."
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