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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 10:29 am
  This is a private RP between Sarangerel [Bikicakes] and A'Meiya [Matisha] Setting:Sara goes to get measured for some new robes. Guess who's house this happens to be?
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 10:34 am
Soon enough Sara was going to graduate the Academy and become a Soul Conduit.
Even though that dream date still seemed like one million miles away Hua had sent her to get measured out for her new robes which she would wear upon leaving. She could not say her sizes had ever been taken down, or a robe had ever been made especially for her. However she had done what Hua had requested and went to visit a women he she had heard nothing but praise about from the people she knew in the market. She did not really know what to expect but before she knew it the Legionnaire was at the home of the tailor. Thankfully it was a women, Sara still felt very self concious and did not like the idea of a man taking down her sizes. Especially if they turned out to be larger than the young Monogolian girl would like them to be - she was paranoid that all the rich food in the city had made her fat.
She did not expect to be in her underwear, however to get accurate measurements the women had requested it, she remained stood as stiff as a board with a red face, her shyness getting the better of her. She wondered if other Lunarian's felt so uncomfortable in these situations or if it was just her?
The business interaction was going very smoothly, she had given the women the money for the materials and the labour and had been told her costume would be ready in the next couple of weeks. She had just gotten used to the feeling of the tape measure against her skin before once again a quite dramatic entrance occurred leaving her both shocked and pleasantly surprised.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 7:23 am
*BANG*
The door flew open with an almighty slam bouncing of the wall and limping loudly back to its resting place. Another kick and the door moaned open again with reluctance, the shouts and screams from beyond echoed hell breaking loose in the hallway. The limb that had done the damage stuck at a perfect right angle to A'Meiya's body before she pounded in, her feet striking the floor with every step mirroring the tantrum starting as balled up fist struck her sides in protest. "MA! MA! Dewei and Wei-mu are in my room AGAIN, get them OUT!! GET THEM OUT, GET THEM OU-! Oh...OH!" Tantrum barely averted Mei stopped her process into the room and stared at the half naked visitor, not even batting an eyelid at the lack of attire and the compromising position she was in. "Sara! SARA! Is that you! IT IS! IT IS YOU!" Running up she stopped a hairs breath away from her newly gained friend and started to jig on the spot, her brothers antics now gone from her mind she grinned and jumped and grinned some more.
"Sara! I didn't know you were here! When did you get here? Did you know it was my house? Are we going out for food again!? Ma! Why didn't you tell me Sara was here!"
The woman who had not even stirred while Mei had gone on her rampage was quietly writing down measurements, the long tape with numbers entwined her arm and fingers as she delicately started to wrap the waist of her customer. Her features were soft and beautiful, long salmon hair like her daughters fell down past her slight waist, curling slightly here and there were it stubbornly ceased to straighten. Her eyes the same bewitching green as Mei's she took her time over Sara, her profession was like a second child. Loved to its bare bones she would not allow one ceremonial outfit to leave her possession without it being perfect. Her voice was like chiming bells, floating across the room as she answered her daughters question.
"A'meiya, I did not tell you because I did not know did I? My customers are no concern of yours and -" She took this moment to lift her eyes of the measuring tape and look unimpressed over at her daughter.
"- and I believe ladies knock before entering a room in this house don't they?" Her stare was unmistakable, suddenly cold and strict she shot a daggered look at her daughter before returning to work. A'Meiya getting the hint bowed and then exited the room without another word, the door closing swiftly behind her. If Sara had any idea what was going on it wasn't being explained as the woman continued tracing her body, jotting down letters and numbers every so often. The knock came quietly this time. Calm and unrecognisable as Mei's personal knocking. No this was reserved for when guests were in the house and slowly opening the door she stepping back in. Without a further word she bowed low towards her mother and then again towards Sara to finish standing silently and still, the image of a perfectly mannered child and waited.
The quite judgement in the room could have been cut with a knife as Mei's mother looked her daughter up and down and then wrinkled her nose in agreement. "Better A'Meiya, better...now you may continue your interrogation of your friend, I have a few things to collect." she smiled broadly at her only daughter, a wink passing between them and with a nod to Sara she escaped the room, notebook in hand she left to bring back material she thought best to suit Sara's size and shape.
The grin returned to Mei's face once her mother had left and again taking no heed of Sara's situation ran up to her again.
"Sorry about that, Ma always teaching me how to be a proper lady! But that's beside the point, what are you doing here? In my house!" As if the answer couldn't have been more obvious A'meiya continued to still not get it.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 9:21 am
Sara remained still, like a deer in the headlights as the door slammed open and a familiar face stormed in looking like she was just about ready to beat someone to death. It seemed like she was in distress however the anger she could see in the eyes of the Academy Student faded as soon as they met hers. It was Mei again, a girl she had met in the hot springs not too long ago, Sara was happy to be in her company again - after all she enjoyed the time they had spent together. Yet she wondered why Mei always made such a big entrance or even more so wondered why she decided to make such grand gestures when Sara was.... under-clothed. A small nervous smile crept on her lips as the pinky haired girl came rushing over. A slight pink taint invading her cheeks as her comfort zone was once again intruded. "M-Mei?" She meeped just to make sure she was not dreaming.
Sara's eyes widened, watching the interaction between mother and daughter it run a bell she had heard many times before. Now she thought about it the women did look scarily like Mei, she just did not put two and two together until she saw them next to each other. Mei exited and Sara remained, bewitched by the events - the women was acting so casually - maybe she had imagined the outburst. "Y-your house..." She mumbled to herself, again trying to confirm this was happening. Soon enough Mei returned and the next thing she knew her session with the tailor was over. "Thank you." She bowed to the women in appreciation before moving swiftly for her robes. She pulled them over to her head and went on to tie her orange waist band as she walked towards Mei. She had such a beautiful home...
"Haha, how is that working out for her?" She asked jokingly referring to the lady comment, she could imagine trying to tame Mei was harder than training a tiger, she was full of energy and spirit - admirable qualities but one's which she suspected made her hard to teach. "Oh... well, I am graduating soon Mei, my masters wanted me to get some new robes made to wear when I am a Official Soul Conduit. This just happened to be your house... however I am glad it turned out to be, how have you been?" She asked with a small smile, giving her friend a small bow in greeting.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 9:55 am
Listening intently Mei plonked herself down on a spare round stool covered in fabric cuts. A pin nipping her in the bum was plucked out swiftly before sitting again, grinning brighting as if it was bound to happen.
"Haha, ouchies! I've been fine though! Ohh, they did let me back into the bath house so I think we got away with it for sure!" She nodded with a sly wink as if the incident was cause by both of them. Her hands soon found the stray bits of thread beneath her and she started to play and tear as she spoke. "But less about me! I knew you would be a master soon and, and look at you now!" Both arms shot out in front of her, hands sprayed wide as if praising Sara who was...well still getting dressed but A'Meiya's eyes dazzled with awe for her new friend.
"So strong and powerful...I can't wait for the ceremony! I will be there with bells on and flowers and oh, some streamers and -" The fact that this ceremony was probably not public, and defiantly not open to those who had not taken the same path didn't seem to cross Mei's mind as she continued her rampage of what her outfit would be. "And there must be lace of course! Yards of the stuff and...WAIT" She clasped her hands together in front of her face a serious look crossing her features as she pondered on her outfit. It was suddenly deadly silent as with bated breath the room waited for the outcome.
"...
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...............M.A.T.C.H.I.N.G
...........................................O.U.T.F.I.T.S!"
Jumping up as if the pin had struck her again she ran over clapping. Both hands reaching out for Sara's and before she could stop she had started to twirl her around the room, laughing and giggling with no thought of her friends stomach.
"I will speak with Ma right away!" She squealed and then dropped Sara's hands like lead balloons, running towards the door as fast as her heeled shoes would allow. Taking hold of the handle she paused, a momentary lightening bolt idea striking her still.
"Come with me! I'll show you around the house, you can meet my family!" This idea was brilliant if Mei could say so herself!
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 10:17 am
"That is good, then we must go again." Sara did really enjoy going to the baths and would hate it if she could not share that experience with her friend again. Especially when it was the place were their friendship first bloomed, it made it extra special. She gave a nervous chuckle at her next statement, maybe Mei was getting a little carried away. "I do not think the words strong and powerful sum me up very well and I am a long way from being a master. I have many more years of study left, this is just the first mile stone on a long journey... never the less thank you." She smiled and bowed, trying to overlook the fact she had just sat on a pin... what was she going to do with her?
The Mongolians eyes widened, before she knew it she was being spun around the room. It was never a dull moment with this girl... that is what she liked about her.
Sara's eyes soon saddened, she was getting the wrong idea. "I do not think you can come to it Mei, the masters at the temple are very private about their ceremonies..." She stated sheepishly and then looked to the side, no she was not going to upset Mei like that - there must be some way she could make that news pleasant. After all Mei was her friend she did not want to leave her out because she was a Noble. Sara did not care about her alliance, not in the slightest. She smiled and nodded her head - she had a idea. "H-however I would love to celebrate with you and some of my other friends. If you are up to planning a party with me that would be wonderful. Though do not get too excited it is still some time away." She stated, wondering what she was getting herself into. At least this way they could have fun together and it might be exciting! She had never hosted a party before.
"Oh I would love to, you have such a beautiful house and your mother is so elegant on the eye. You take after her so much - you are going to be just as pretty when you grow up... not that you are not now because you are." She stated nervously before following her friend with a soft smile on her face.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 7:17 am
The next few seconds was like watching the effects of a small child’s balloon popping, as soon as Sara had said that she couldn’t join in on her celebrations Mei’s face fell faster than a faulty firework. Her bottom lip trembled slightly; she wasn’t usually so keen for public displays of weakness, crying being one of them. But she had already become upset when speaking of her late father at the baths and now it felt like something important was being taken away from her, something that she considered her right too see. Her friend, no matter how early in the relationship, needed her support on something as grand as this and she wasn’t allowed to join in!
"“Well the masters can go- can go…go shove their heads in a vat of whale blubber!” She retorted her lips pouting like a spoilt brat who hadn’t got the toy she wanted. If it wasn’t for Sara’s quick thinking she could have had full blown tantrum on her hands as the tail-tale signs of fisted hands and jumping feet started to shake.
“…Really?” Like a light switching on her eyes brimmed again, this time with added excitement and joy. “You mean throw a party-party? Like….a party for you? No Masters or anything involved? I think….I think……IT’S A WONDERFUL IDEA!”
Her voice cut through the previous tension of her mood and once again the room felt light and happy and gone of childish emotions. A’Meiya skipped and jumped to Sara and touching her arm slightly while catching a figment of cloth she pulled her into the direction of the open door. Nodding as she spoke of her house and her Ma, she grinned at the comment of her own appearance.
“Ha-ha! Sara! Warriors don’t care for beauty!” She stated, pounding the top of her heart with a heavy fist. “What is the use of beauty on the battle field? Make up and jewels have no place beside scars and wounds! So fight, fight like you don’t wear a face at all!” It was obvious Mei was recalling a sentence her training master had told her, and she re-told it with such pride it looked like she might swell and burst. She was leading Sara down a grand hallway, beautiful colours of gold and red echoed on the floor and walls. Decorated with grand furniture of priceless oak and crimson chestnut, trees hard to come by, reflected the families worth with a mere hint of their polished finish.
There were rooms adjoining the hall, the tailoring room which they had just left, further on was a large king-sized bathroom and 4 bedrooms. Of course the first one Mei walked her to was her own abode and she opened the door to a large spaced bedroom. Sparse of furniture other than a grand wardrobe and double bed it was relatively impersonalised, very unlike what people would have guessed for Mei’s room. Noting the look of possible confusion she grinned widely and pointed to her walls and floors.
“I use to have loads of ornaments and flowers, beautiful tapestries and I had a whole bookcase of adventures and mystery. But..uhh, ha, of course I grew up and decided to go down the path of the warrior and…well hee-hee…I may have stated training in my room a little bit.”Her sheepish look told the whole story as it was getting more obvious that the room’s expensive and personal possession had been removed to save them being destroyed. “I only broke one or two lamps…promise!” She shrugged mockingly knowing full well she was lying about how many had died in her charge.
She sat briefly on her bed, peering up at Sara as she allowed her to have a look around. “What is your room like? And…and where do you live? In this district too?” Mei had the privilege of leaving in the ‘wealthier’ part of the city, there was no end to the amount of lavish homes, lords and ladies who walked the streets to perfect lawns and trimmed to perfection flowers. Although she couldn’t care less about the roof over her head other than their being one she knew not everyone was as fortunate as she.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 8:53 am
Sara watched in horror as her lip started to shrivel, feeling a cold chill jolt down her spine and a tide of panic flow through her fragile frame. She had no clue when it came to handling children, she never had any siblings so she did not learn those lessons from her mother like most girls did. However luckily enough as soon as Mei's tantrum surfaced it faded once more and the teal haired Lunarian breathed a sigh of relief. That could have ended very badly indeed. For now she ignored the childish comments about her Masters, Sara respected them all highly but for the sake of peace she held her tongue. After all people said a lot of things they did not really mean when they were upset and in a way felt quite honoured that Mei would react so fiercely to the news she could not be part of such a important stage in Sara's life.
"No, no Masters - I doubt they would be interested in attending such a thing. Just maybe a few people I know around the City." She nodded, she did not want anything big - she hated being the centre of attention and she doubted that many people would want to attend. Personally she would be happy if it was just her and Mei, only really mentioning the idea in the first place because she did not want her friend to be upset. Although she was starting to think that it was out of her hands now, she could see Meo's mind ticking, calculating, organising. She knew she had lost all say and the party was now in the hands of the extravagant salmon haired girl. Spirits what had she let herself in for? She sighed inwardly.
Sara smiled and looked at her, she doubt she would ever understand the ways of worriers. The Mongolian girl had been raised very traditionally and before she came her had truly accepted the role that she was expected to follow - get married, have children and take care of her house and parents when they got old. However her outlook on ear everything had changed, now she did not see herself doing any of those things (besides taking care of her parents of course). "That is one way to put it. Though fighting with out a face would be quite difficult, I mean you would not be able to see anything... or hear... or smell." She stated, taking her words a bit too literally. Her eyes scanned the grand hallway as they walked, the riches of Lunarian's always stunned her - everyone seemed to live like royalty. Though admittedly the initial awe had worn off in the months she had lived here, extreme wealth seemed to be the norm.
"It looks cosy." She commented as she was lead into Mei's room, the girl sure was dedicated to her training, she thought to herself following her lead and sitting next to her on her bed, pale green eyes taking in her surroundings and making observations. Snapping out of it when a question was directed her way. "I live on the Ookami estate with my guardian Hua who has only returned recently from a mission. She lives not too far away, though she lives alone. Besides me.... my room is.... well I have a bed, a desk for study, a small shrine and that is about it besides my scrolls and candles. I do not spend that much time there, just to store my clothes and sleep so it did not have to be anything fancy. When I study I usually move my things into the main room." She stated, she did not live with her family - she missed them dearly but had adapted to her new life here. Maybe one day they would be reunited again.
"Just out of interest what made you want to be a worrior?" She asked out of curiosity, looking at Mei you would have never presumed she would be such a fierce fighter. I guess appearances can be deceiving indeed.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 9:30 am
A’Meiya pondered on the question, although of course it had been one that was asked of her time and time again it still caught her off guard. Her Mother was always asking her why, why would she become a solider, why do this to her!? Her brothers would say she couldn’t do it so why even try, that they were twice as good even at their age…which was only slightly true, sometimes. It was always why this, and why that and her step-father? Well….less of his questions or lack thereof the better. Swinging her legs she shrugged slightly as if the question had no real meaning and it was nothing more than what she wanted for dinner. Although she was deadly proud of her choice it was clear to see it had been an immense journey to reach this stage and she hadn’t even started yet. A gloved hand pattered a wrinkle out of her dress and her mood was quite, contemplating, working out the words that were too stubborn to leave her lips.
It may not have been what Sara was expecting, but Mei broke out in to a story instead of answering her question. Her voice was small and weak, but with a sense of purpose driving it on.
“When my Da died…h-he was only young. I was a mere babe at the time, but I still sort of remember him. He had dark blue hair cut short, and stubble, ha-ha, it was awful! All bristle and scratchy. If I made a commotion or didn’t eat my food he would pretend to cast a spell so one would grow on me too, and of course I believed him at the time! Ma would have a funny turn at that and chase him around the room, she was always on my side you see!...H-he taught me about the stars, and boats, how to gut fish quickly so they didn’t feel pain longer than a second. But what he really taught me was honour, and pride, and that family and loved ones always came first.”
She stopped for a moment to collect her thoughts, her eyes glistening but her voice continuing with determination.
“H-He was the bravest, strongest soul of our village and yet he was no match, his fishing boat was attacked by rogue pirates, men without honour, without mercy. They killed him and the whole crew…took weeks for my village to bring them all back. Hearing about it, I wanted to find those men.” She smiled at this, a young girl barely past her infancy going up against men thirsty for blood.
“I promised myself that I would never let anything happen to my Ma. Never. She doesn’t deserve to shed more tears. But for ten years it has continued, we don’t hear reports this far inland, but they happen. I can feel it…I swore, swore, that I can’t let it continue, I would train myself, become more powerful and one day gain the right to travel. I want to find those men and never let them see another dawn.”
If Sara hadn’t believed a girl like Mei could have venom lacing her tongue she would be wrong. The tears had dried and in its place was a burning glare of revenge. The emotional scars were obviously deep and long, hardly healed and for a moment Mei reflected all the hatred that fuelled her desire to battle. A dark shadow fell over her from the window and for a moment she looked twice her age and very tired. She was still playing with her dress, smoothing it out, picking lint and other such things from its beauty.
“Am sorry for being such a bummblesquench.” She muttered her eyes focused on her dress hem as if it would speak back to her. She smiled briefly, and with the barest of movement, leaned in to Sara.
“Why did you want to be a priestess Sara? I know you are gifted…but did you ever not want to be?”
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 11:29 am
"Your father sounds like a great man, I am sorry for your loss...." Her heart went out to her friend, Sara had never lost anyone close to her so she could not relate to what she was saying. All she could do was offer her sympathies and comfort. Doing everything else that was expected of her. If Mei ever wanted a should to cry on or someone to prey with she already knew Sara would be there. The young Mongol also did not know really how to react to her story, her heart went out to her but going all of this for revenge and blood shed was a dangerous mission. When blood is split it never stops flowing and one day she might find the son's and daughter's of those she plans to kill will one day come to slit her own throat. Then her mother can shed more tears...
In the eyes of the fighter Sara saw a darkness that she had only seen once before, in the eyes of the crazed spirit who almost killed her... Indeed sometimes a person could loose themselves in revenge but Mei probably would not like her preaching.
Soon enough Sara was brought out of her daydream by a question, she nodded and smiled softly. "Mei, I can safely say that I never even dreamed of being a Priestess. I never even wanted my abilities and for most of my childhood all I wanted to do was be someone else... that or close my eyes and never open them again, there was many times I wished I was dead." She admitted. Maybe it was because she was young... many children throw those words around with no idea of the weight behind them. However Sara never vocally expressed her wishes or had the courage to act on them, maybe that was a good thing. She instead went through life hiding her tears, smiling and trying to make everything seem okay even though it was not.
"When I was little, people were not kind to me - they did not understand what I was and that made a very lonely childhood. I had no friends and was picked on and treat like a monster and a outcast every day of my life - parents told their children to stay away from me and themselves often gossiped and made snide remarks. My gift was found out when my parents brought me here and that is when I was taken in by the temple and my guardian. I do not live with my family and have not seen them in months. However this is the path the spirits have given and and I am proud to follow it."
She sighed and looked to the roof. "Sometimes... you just have to do what you have to do and find your own happiness whilst doing it." She smiled trying to lighten the mood a little - she was not looking for sympathy she just awnsered a question as truthful as she could. The fact she could openly admit it to people had shown how much she had grown - since when she came to Lunaria she refused to talk about it with everyone. Even her masters. She stood up and let her eyes drift to her friend, she felt like she had got to know her a lot in such a short amount of time.
"I will be expected back home, however if you do want to talk about party arrangements maybe I can come back tomorrow - I have a half day at the temple and we can spend as much time as we like planning and making guest lists and picking a place. How does that sound?" Maybe she was running away - maybe these things were still hard for her to talk about. However she did not want to leave on a down note. She was sure tomorrow the mood would be much lighter and to be honest she will a little excited about this event they were planning.
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 8:38 am
Having pulled half the stray threads from the bed cover Mei had now taken it upon herself to kill as many fingers on her hand with it as she could. One finger was currently wrapped up in a thin line so tight it was turning a deep purple, the pulse feeling heavier and heavier as they spoke. She could almost hear it, or was that her heartbeat stuck in her throat? The sound that would not cease travelling down her ears and making the tears want to spill and spill. Poor little finger.
Her head bounced up and down as she listened, her occasion sniffs interrupting what Sara had said but nothing major, although when she leaned over the bed and grabbed the side of her pillow to wipe her nose may have cause a reaction or two. Sara may be wise to remember to never to touch anything in this house, or at least in Mei’s room.
“I c-cant believe people were mean to you!” She spoke after a minute, her attention distracted briefly as she started smudging the mess she had made into the fabric with her thumb. Her face resembled tiny rivers of water and less desirable fluids but she had perked up somewhat as the clogs in her head started to turn.
“Well…I’ll never be like that! I’ll always be your friend! That ain’t nothing you can say to change my mind. I think…yeah, I think were destined to be friends! The best! I mean there are at least 4 other highly skilled tailors in the district and you come to my Ma! That must mean something!” She explained, a shrill edge returning to her tone, the one that meant in 5 minutes time she would have forgotten about their intimate talk and her thoughts be replaced with finding food.
“I promise I won’t let anyone hurt you like that! Ever! I mean, I will never let anyone, I promise, I’ll…I’ll err, umm...Oh! I’ll be your guardian!” Ok now the shrill had defiantly returned and her hands grabbed Sara’s shoulder gently as she left the bed her feet bouncing on the solid floor as she once again started to giggle in earnest. (Bi-polar anyone?)
“What do you think?! I mean, I know we can’t speak about it now, but soon! It’s a great idea, no?” Whether A’meiya was expecting an answer to this or not, it wasn’t shown as she bounced about after Sara down the stairs, skipping towards the exit. A brief nod directed to the girls from Mei’s mother as she floated past was the farewell of a busy but graceful women and she knew Mei would have enough farewell messages for Sara to last a lifetime. The grand door was already opened as if it expected Sara’s departure and Mei ran up to it opening it wide to let in the lazy summer breeze, her chest slightly panting for having run, and skipped, and hoped and jumped as she spoke out loud and fast to her friend. “- and even better if we include the announcement in the party! Like a…like a guardian ceremony! Along with celebrating your new status of course! Ohh this party will be the most biggest, most bestest-est-esst – errr – greatest party ever! There will be lanterns and streamers…oh we have spoken of that all ready…oh it doesn’t matter! Ohh and sweet things to eat and savoury of course….AND THEN MORE SWEET THINGS!!”
Her smile had returned with abundance, her eyes were dry and clear again. If Sara could take anything away from this meeting it would be that her friend bounced back fast, it was becoming a running theme in their meetings. Her hand touched Sara’s sleeve for a second before she showed her out, her fingers lingering on the material as she looked at her with pure excitement and glee. “It will be so, so wonderful! The town will speak of it for weeks after I am sure! After your temple duties come back here, we can sit in the garden, Oh! I can show you my fish!” Mei defiantly didn’t need an answer for that, everyone loved fish! And the unusual species that her family had bought from the coats were sure to be a hit! Exotic beings that glistened and gleamed in the light and glowed in the moon. Of course Sara wanted to see that Mei concluded in her head as she chanced a hug, still oblivious to all and any personal space issue and give her an added squeeze before letting her go.
“Promise you will return tomorrow! We can eat my Ma’s mochi treats in the sun and I can show you my waterfall…well its not mine, more my Step-Da’s…and even then it was a present to my Ma…wait…was it my Granma’s….or was it? Hmmm? Anyway! Return soon! We have so much to talk about and eat!”
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 11:31 am
Sara returned the hug of the pink haired Lunarian and listened carefully to what she was saying. A soft tone came onto her pale eyes as she reached forward and put her hand on Mei's shoulder. "You are more important than a guardian to me Mei, you are my friend. I have no doubt in my heart the spirits brought us together for a reason." Sara knew that the spirits were the ones guiding her path and she was greatful that they had lead her to Mei. She was not perfect and neither was she, but they made up for each others weakness's and leant on each others strengths well. Like two sides of Ying and Yang. Like two wings on a bird. She would thank the spirits tonight for her.
She closed her eyes and went on to explain, her voice calm and elegant as always. Sara had a mothers voice, one that calmed people - she did not have a threatening bone in her body. "I have many body guards now, many people willing to die for me if they were ordered to. Not you though, you are the kind of girl who would want to protect me for our friendship and not your duty and I can not let my friends get hurt for my sake. I care too much about you." Sara had grown close to the people who protected her and was so scared that one would loose their life in the process. Maybe one day she would be able to defend herself, maybe when the war ended life would get easier. She preyed for that day every night as she was sure many people did. She knew Mei was a Noble, and the teal haired Lunarian did not care.
Neither side was evil, they just wanted different things, had different loyalties. That was not a crime in her eyes.
"Do not worry, I will be back before you know it... Naiz-Mei. I promise." She stated with a small smile, Sara had her own tongue, the language of her people and even though she hardly spoke it here she had given Neg-Yue a nickname and she knew Mei needed one too. Neg was her word for 'one' and it was gifted to Yue because there will always be only one Yue in this world, according to her that was because if there was more than one Yue the word would not be able to handle it. However Naiz was a word dearer to her heart...
Because Naiz meant friend. Sara gave a bow, before taking her leave.
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