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 Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 12:40 am
"Friend, slow down!" Casala calls after her little sister, running after the speeding Care Pae with both arms extended in front of her, as if she expects to scoop up Friend at any moment despite the little Pae having a very good lead. "We'll get to Bellatrix's place without having to run most of the way!"
"Cass join me in run!" Friend declares with a giggle, her whole body in constant motion, even her tiny wings flap like mad as she keeps just out of her older sister's reach.
The two seem to be alone as they dart down the path they've worn in the grass from wandering back and forth between Bellatrix's cave and the temple, though birds evacuate the trees with loud squawks of protest as the pair dashes past them. Even as the door that will open to their goal of visiting the residents of the cave comes into sight, Friend doesn't slow down. She keeps going straight for the door, focused entirely on outrunning Casala and nothing else. The fact that the door will likely hurt should she run into it isn't even a concern.
Casala, understanding all too well what will happen should she not succeed in stopping Friend from the impending collison, takes a moment to pause just long enough to crouch down and spring forward, her arms wrapping around Friend's waist in a bear hug and whipping the little girl around so it will be Casala that continues onward, her back facing the door and her body braced for the impact, blue wings wrapped around her and Friend like a feathered sheath.
The teenage Pae feels a jarring, yet much softer than expected, thump at each shoulder, the back of her legs colliding with those of a taller humanoid. Caught by surprise, she cannot regain her balance and is about to topple forward till strong arms steady her and hold her in place till she can quell the twitching of her leg muscles and calm her breathing.
"I must say, that's certainly a new way to knock on a door," Eirnae teases her two daughters with a hint of a grin tugging at the side of her mouth, her sea green eyes twinkling merrily down into Casala's blue ones as the teen Pae tilts her head back to stare up at her elven mother. "Not one I'd recommend without a 'spotter', either," she concludes with a wink, releasing Casala's shoulders once she's sure her daughter won't fall over without the support. "Friend," Eirnae begins in a softer, serious tone, "Your sister just saved you from a world of hurt. What do we say when someone helps us?"
"Thank you," the Care Pae chirps, patting at one of the taller Pae's hands. "Oh, Rua caught up!" she squeals, clapping her hands at the sight of her exhausted golden star guardian coming into view just over her head.
Eirnae bends down to tuck Friend into her arms, catching poor Rua in a hand and arranging the worn out little star in Friend's hair as one would a wildflower behind an ear. "That's not all, dear. Cass asked you nicely to stop running, and you didn't. What do we say when we've done something wrong?"
Friend's eyes widen, and she snatches Rua into her arms to snuggle the star like she normally would Reine, who was left at the temple to 'watch over it'. "I did something wrong?" she asks as if not wanting to believe it.
"Yes, little one, you did. Casala is expecting to have a practice session today. She told you about that, right?" Eirnae inquires of Friend, to which she receives a quick nod. "While excersise is a good thing, too much before one is expecting a good workout is bad. Cass might not have enough energy to practice today because she tried to keep up with you all the way here. Do you understand?"
Friend swings her wide eyes over to give Casala her best lower lip quiver, tucking her head down so Rua covers up her white chest and most of her chin. "I'm sowwy, Cass... I didn't mean to be bad." She perks at a particular thought, giving Casala a hopeful look, "I'll help more with the tiles later to show sorry?"
Casala opens her mouth to speak and then closes it. Staying cross with Friend is just so hard to do when she gives her either of those looks. "Alright, Friend, I welcome your furthered help.... but... Just listen next time?" she ends with a small smile. Well, she tried to stay in a bad mood. Around Friend, it's rather impossible, even when the little girl got herself into trouble and Casala had to get her back out of it.
"Good. Now that's settled, at least for now, let's get this visit started." Eirnae frees up an arm and raps on the frame of the cave's front door with leather-padded knuckles.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 12:52 am
Bellatrix is dozing in her room upstairs, the silk covers pulled tight over her head.
She made Lenore watch over Voldemort while she finally got some rest. He isn't hers! she keeps thinking. She is Lenore's. And, while she is providing him a place to stay, she shouldn't have to waste all of her time watching him, and not being able to sleep, or practice with Nyoka, or even Signis half of the time.
So, snorring a little, she opens her bleary eyes. Screw it, she'll just sit here and wake up a minute. Lenore can answer the door, too.
"Let's not all rush to the door!" Lenore calls up the stairs, even as Bedtime comes walking down the spiral staircase. She is in a cross mood, having to cart around someone that looks so much like her loathsome father is not something that makes her a happy camper!
Grumbling words to that effect, and adjusting the sling over her front, she heads to the door.
Voldemort regards Lenore with a cold stare. He seems to sense how much discomfort he is causing, and, furthermore, he seems to enjoy it. His scarlet, serpentine eyes dance merrily as he looks up at Lenore, his tail twitching a little.
"Quit looking at me," Lenore grumbles, and steps back to let Bedtime answer the door.
The Care Pae does so, sleepily. He rubs his eyes and looks out. "Hullo," he says, through a yawn. "Come in."
Lenore peeks around the door, and has to hold in the grin that comes to her lips. Her love is someone that will certainly put her in brighter spirits.
Voldemort looks out at the trio standing on the doorstep, his eyes growing colder even as they narrow.
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 1:38 am
Eirnae hadn't expected to see Lenore here, having last seen her fiance' back at the Haven before she had left that morning to come to the isle and once again help with the restoration efforts being done for the temple. Her delight at Lenore's presence is the first emotion to light up her eyes and soften her smile, but then the curious glance downward to determine just what is in the sling Lenore is wearing thins that smile considerably as her eyes go from a friendly glow to a gain a hint of glittering bright green. She had learned of this child on the first day he had entered Lenore's life, and it had taken all of her willpower to not split the babe like a melon at a summer's festival. While the sight of the baby is indeed alarmingly akin to that of Eirnae's mortal enemy, Lenore's father, such is not what turns her blood cold whenever she is in his presence. The babe radiates evil that almost seems a tangible force around him, and while Eirnae has no gift for seeing auras as Casala does, sometimes she swears that Voldemort's presents itself to her otherwise unsuspecting eyes. She swings her attention away from the swaddled Pae baby to instead look down to where Bedtime stands groggily rubbing at his eyes, just in time to hear Friend coo, "Bedtime!" before wriggling out of Eirnae's grip and hopping to the floor so she can hug her friend.
The reminder of the purpose for their visit snaps Eirnae from her deep grousing, and reminds her that she's here to be with those she loves. The wee imp is not about to ruin that for her, or anyone else in her family if she can help it. "Thank you for taking care of that part of the introductions, Friend," she thanks her grinning Care Pae, stepping around the two children so she can enter the cave and walk over to kiss Lenore's cheek. "Hello there, Lovely. I'm so very glad to be greeted by your beauty this afternoon."
Casala comes in after Eirnae, managing to quietly shut the door after nudging Friend forward and out of the way. "Hello again, Bedtime," she directs over Friend's head to the other Care Pae with a friendly wave, then looking up to blink in the direction of one of the blackest auras she's ever seen. By the Guardians... Was it possible for one so young to have such a powerful aura? Well, of course it is.. She's seeing it right before her, isn't she? The sight of Eirnae kissing Lenore's cheek isn't lost on her despite the distraction of Voldemort. "You must be Lenore, then?" she asks with a polite bow at the waist, "I've heard much of you from Eirnae, Shina, and Bellatrix. I'm Casala, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Your aura is very beautiful, and speaks highly of your magical talents. It reminds me of a lush jungle, with its deep greens and flares of sudden color."
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 1:55 am
Poor Bedtime is nowhere near as hyper as when Friend was last here, and his hug back is one that is sapped of strength, and delayed. Though, his sleepy smile holds the happiness that he feels over seeing the other Care Pae, and Casala again. "Hello, Friend," he says in a sleep-hoarse voice and around yet another yawn.
Lenore, knowing Eirnae too well by now, sees her face change when she sees Voldemort. She smiles appologetically to her as she leans closer to accept the kiss. "You don't know how happy I am to see you, melamin," Lenore says, the English of her voice slightly clipped, and her own smile a bit tighter than what she had hoped it would be, even as a small blush - yes, she finds it distressing that she can still blush - comes to her cheeks over the compliment.
She looks down at Casala, and smiles a little warmer, the blush darkening ever so slightly on her cheeks over the comment about her aura. She knows very little about auras, so rather than sound like an idiot, she says, "Aye, you are correct, Casala. I am Lenore. I, too, have heard a lot about you from Bellatrix, and Eirnae, it is a pleasure to finally meet you," and at that, she holds out a scaled hand to shake Casala's. "I can only imagine what Bellatrix had to say about me," she adds, a little sarcasm in her voice, as she looks toward the stairs.
She returns her gaze back to Eirnae, Friend, and Casala. "Excuse me one moment," she says, smiling once more. "Please, sit in the sitting room. I will go and collect Trixie." And with that, she disappears with a pop.
"Up, you laze about! We have company," Lenore hisses.
Bellatrix groans, and covers her head with one of her pillows. Lenore rolls her eyes, and grabs Bellatrix's wrist. Without a word of warning, she Disapparates the three of them to the sitting room.
Alarmed, Bellatrix glares up at Lenore. "That was low," she hisses.
Lenore just shrugs and leaves the room to go to the kitchen. "Bellatrix is in the sitting room. I will join you in a moment, I am going to put the kettle on," she calls from the kitchen.
Casey, sensing that Bellatrix is not in the room with him anymore, slithers through the air down the spiral staircase. "Heeeeeeeellooooooo, Caaaasssssssssssssaaaaaallaa," he says, circling her once.
Bedtime turns to Friend and the others again. With droopy eyes, he says, "Follow me. I take you to sitting room," and he smiles sleepily, before starting to walk toward the sitting room, plucking his star guardian from the air and promptly sucking on a corner, much to its dismay.
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 2:38 am
Eirnae had quite enjoyed the flush that bloomed over Lenore's cheeks at oth her and Casala's compliments. Her beloved's humbleness when it comes to her looks she regards as just more of Lenore's appeal, and manages to get in another light peck on Lenore's cheek before her vampiric lover disappears with the very familiar pop of magic. Apparently used to such disappearing acts, she waits for Lenore to reappear patiently, taking in her surroundings.
"You sleepy, Bedtime?" Friend asks in a near whisper, sounding concerned, "Stuffies keep you from dreams?" It's amazing just how many things Friend tries to pin on the stuffed animals of the world. Letting Bedtime escape her embrace, Friend snags Rua from midair just as the star guardian is starting to get some elevation, and promptly pops a corner of it into her mouth to suck on.
Casala had gladly shaken Lenore's hand, and was about to reply to Lenore's string of words when Lenore disappears before her eyes. Casala stands stock still and staring, not quite sure what to make of Lenore's sudden lack of being in front of her. A quick look in Eirnae's direction tells her that her mother isn't alarmed, and so she is swift to erase the shocked look on her face. It must have been some sort of magic, then, like Bellatrix had said Lenore can do, though she finds herself wondering just what it takes to perform such a feat.
When Lenore walks out of the sitting room and heads for the kitchen, Eirnae takes a moment to unclasp her cloak and drape it over a bracered arm before turning to beckon to Casala. "Why don't you go ahead, Cass? I'll head into the kitchen and help Lenore prepare some tea for our gathering." She gives a slight shiver when Casey passes by her, still not used to the chill of the spirits that Casala seems to attract like moths to a flame. With a smile that promises she'll come back soon, Eirnae then goes in the direction that Lenore went off in, looking for a place to hang her cloak on the way.
As is her habit, Casala raises a hand to glide her fingers across Casey's gleaming incorporal scales as the Yaaraer draws near. "Greetings to you, Casey," she says with true warmth, pleased to see the spirit snake, "I am pleased to see you well. How is your sister this afternoon?" She asks her questions as she starts towards the sitting room, certain that Casey will likely follow. Her inquiries are met by the sight of Bellatrix gripping a pillow with one hand, and looking rather bedraggled. Ah... They must have caught her during one of her naps. "I'm sorry if we woke you, Bellatrix," she apologizes, realizing that she really ought to work on her sense of timing.
Friend is the one who follows after Bedtime with a skip to her step, though it takes concentration to keep suckling on Rua while bobbing up and down. She stays just to the right of her guide, merrily humming a tune as she skips along. When she sees the state that Bellatrix is in, it is the innocence of youth that bids her to pop Rua out of her mouth long enough to say, "Bella's hair stick out like reeds from Sumlian's lake. I go get hairbrush and help?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 1:33 pm
"Stuffies?" Bedtime asks, turning to Friend. "No, they help me sleep. I am just always like this," he smiles in the same sleepy smile as before, and covers up a chuckle over what Friend says next.
Lenore looks up when she hears Eirnae coming toward the kitchen. Once the kettle is filled with water, she pulls her wand out and floats it to a burner on the stove, which promptly starts to heat. She then tucks her wand behind her ear, too distracted to think of wand safety at the moment, and peeks out of the entryway. When she sees Eirnae looking around, and the cloak over her arm, she frowns. "I'm sorry, melamin. I am all over the place. Let me show you the pegs in the study. . . ." Lenore makes a note to make pegs in the wall by the door, in case of circumstances such as these in the future.
She strides over to Eirnae, a small smile on her lips now, and reaches a scaled hand to take one of Eirnae's, and starts to lead her to the study.
Casey follows Casala into the sitting room, circling her. "Asssss yoooooooouu caaaaaaan sssssssssee, ssssssshheee isssssss beeeeing laaaaazy tooooodaay. . . ." he replies, chuckling a little. "Buuuuutt, I aaaaaaaamm pppleeeeeeeeeaasssssssssssssed toooooooo sssssssssssee yoooooou weeeeeeeell, Caaasssssssssaaalaaaaa."
Bellatrix groans when she hears both Friend and Casey. She reaches up and touches her hair. Sighing, she starts to unbraid it, and rebraid it. "No, Friend. I don't need any help. Thank you for your offer," she says, casting slightly-narrowed eyes toward Friend. She sighs again, and tries her best to put on a polite face over the grumpy one she now has.
"Erm, it is good to see you two. . . " she says, smiling slightly, when she is done braiding her hair again.
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 1:10 am
"Ooh... Must have caught Bedtime at good time, last?" she asks with a small smile, still thinking that maybe he's like this all of the time because his numerous stuffed toys were finding a way to deprieve him of sleep. She'll figure out their plan yet!
Eirnae doesn't object to being herded, albeit gently, in the direction of the study. "The thought of you all over the place is somewhere between heaven and hell for me, Lirimaer," she teases, watching where they are going and mentally mapping out the cave as they walk. "Almost enough of heaven to tempt me to ask Calavel if she's chosen the Clone spell for today." She puts off further joking to add quietly, "Your designing of this cavern is efficient and pleasing to the eye, Lenore. Though, I wonder if you'd mind a few suggestions from a certain rogue."
"Lazy, mm?" Casala asks of Casey with a slight smile, pausing in her petting of the spirit snake once Bellatrix enters her sight. "Thank you, Casey. I have taken your suggestion for furthering my meditational studies under consideration, and believe I am all the better for it." She then directs her words to Bellatrix as the other fixes up her hair, "We apologize for interupting your nap this afternoon, Bellatrix. If you wish, we could cancel our practice if you require more rest?"
"Cass use big words," Friend mutters, walking quickly over to watch Bellatrix rebraid her hair with fascination. "How did Bella do that? Maybe teach me?"
(( Lirimaer - Lovely one in Elven ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 1:30 am
Bedtime smiles. "I think Bellatrix gave me something different to eat last time," he admits, in an almost conspiratorial whisper to Friend before she moves over to Bellatrix.
Lenore gestures to the pegs on the wall when they enter the study, and sort of blinks at Eirnae for a moment, absently patting Voldemorts back through the sling over her front.
She, however, soon gets that twinkle in her visible eye that her love knows all to well, and she smiles slowly. "Mela, do you think you would know what to do with little bunches of me running around? It might be an amusing game, just to see if you could tell which is the real me. . . . It might be worth the prize at the end," she says, the last in elven.
She then nods. "Thank you. And, suggestions from you would be most welcome," she replies, the same small smile on her lips.
Bellatrix bows her back, pulling her arms back as she does so, trying to work out the kinks in her back. "Not at all, Casala. I think I can still do the lesson. Friend and Bedtime can occupy themselves in the guest room again."
She then glances over at Friend, and her brow furrows in thought. The flinching usually accompanied with the shortening of her name is not visible. Bellatrix prefers Bella to Trixie if you one feels that they must shorten her name, anyway. "Sure, squirt. But, maybe later. After the pleasantries are observed, Casala and I will be busy with practice."
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 2:02 am
Eirnae's cloak is hung up on one of the pegs as she listens to Lenore's response, the image of multiple Lenores dancing around her in very little clothing brings a rather lecherous twist to her smile and a gleam to her eyes. Even her short laugh reflects this shift in her mood as she turns to address Lenore while grasping for one of her fiance's hands. "Indeed, such a prize delights my imagination," she relates in Elven with a grin, heading out towards the main hall, hopefully with Lenore in tow. "One such suggestion came to mind as I entered the cave, mela." She comes to a halt in front of the front door, turning as she aims to get both of Lenore's hands in hers. "Though I fully intend to offer my advice concerning the defense of this place you have wrought with your magic, Lenore, my suggestion is of a more pressing matter."
There is a pause as she rethinks all that she wishes to say. Her leathers do not creak as she kneels down in the classic pose of proposal before the woman she wishes to spend the rest of her days, and nights, with. She keeps them far too well oiled for the finely made armor to make a sound. She can, however, almost swear that the pounding of her heart is trying its best to make up for her armor's lack of noise. "There was an evening, when we both asked the other for their hand. Much has happened since then, yet my love for you has only grown stronger." She tries to put her emotions into her voice, just enough so she doesn't let it warble. Each word is in Elven, as only her native language feels right for this 'suggestion'. "My advice for us both, Mela en' coiamin, is for us to set the date for our wedding, so that we may be united as one at last. What say you, Lenore?"
Friend isn't too disappointed by Bellatrix's words, though she had really wanted to learn the twisty-finger-thing. "Oh... Okay, Bella. I understand. After practice, I'll come back down and ask again." She nods decisively, and not waiting for Bellatrix's reply, she skips over to clasp Bedtime's hand. "We go upstairs now?"
The teenage Pae has been on the move as Friend went about answering Bellatrix, now standing next to the pillows that Bellatrix is seated on. "I asked my mother if she would watch our practice, so she could better understand how best to teach me in the future. You see, she's never heard of the 'void and the flame' technique before, and is curious about it. I hope you don't mind?" She smiles as Friend grabs for Bedtime's hand. "Be polite to Bedtime's friends, Friend. I'm certain they are much nicer than you think."
"Uh huh... I'll try," Friend replies with a faint smile. Casala was referring to the stuffies that reside in Bedtime's room, and Friend has tried to explain to Casala how evil they are with no success. Oh well... Wait, that reminds her! "Cass, you brought present for Bedtime?" She asks with a bounce in her step as she disengages from Bedtime and hops over to Casala, and continues hopping in place beside her taller sister.
"The present?" Casala opens one of her belt's pouches and reaches in a hand, taking out a lumpy linen wrapped parcel, which she hands to Friend. "You might want to wait till..."
"Thank you!" Friend chirps, kissing Casala's cheek on tip-toe before zipping over to latch onto one of Bedtime's arms. "I got everything. Now we can go upstairs!"
(( Mela en' coiamin - Love of my life in Elven ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 2:41 am
Lenore's brow furrows as she is lead from the room, and it only furrows deeper when she watches Eirnae kneel in front of her.
Her heavy-lidded eyes grow wider as Eirnae speaks. Her eyes start to mist over with a pink sheen as the blood-tears threaten to overtake the lids and spill onto her cheeks. A little breathlessly, she asks, "When did you have in mind?"
Bellatrix nods, and looks over at Bedtime. Bedtime waits for Friend to be done with Casala, and looks at the package, curiously, before leading her up the stairs. "We'll go to my room," he says, stiffling another yawn, as he keeps glancing down at the parcel.
Finally, as they reach the door, and he starts to push it open, he asks, "What's in there?"
Bellatrix blinks. She might be sleepier than she thought, or only just half listening, but she doesn't remember seeing Casala's mother. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that your mother was here with you. . . ." Alright, that might be problematic. She waves that off, and says, "Of course she can watch. Only, not when I start teaching you the snake tongue. I would rather as few people as possible be able to speak to them. . . . I trust you," she adds the last, her eyes showing that she is serious. "While your mother might be a great woman, I do not know her, there is no level of trust between us."
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 12:52 am
"As soon as possible was my first inclination," Eirnae admits with a sheepish half grin, rising to gently brush underneath Lenore's eyes with tender fingertips. "Then the common sense that that's been strengthened by your love won me over, and suggested that we marry on the twenty-third of next month. Will that give you enough time to prepare, mela?"
"What wrapped in cloth stuff?" Friend asks as she holds out the present, looking down at it instead of Bedtime. "Well, I wanted to give without cloth, but Nae said that it better to wrap and make 'sterious. You could unwrap it, and then you can see?" She suggests, tilting up her head to beam a hopeful look to him. She places the bundle in his hands and then lets go, watching his face eagerly to see his reaction to what he'll find inside the layers of linen.
"I think she'll understand your reasons," Casala agrees with a nod, "And don't worry about you not knowing. She was going to introduce herself to you shortly, but I believe she had to talk to Lenore about something first. I'm not quite sure what yet, but she usually shares these things after the fact." She waits a second, tempering her flush at how proud she is to have earned Bellatrix's trust, "I trust you as well, Bellatrix. I consider you a good friend."
Blue feathered wings stretch behind Casala as she moves to sit down next to Bellatrix, resting her hands on her knees as she asks, "How have things been for you as of late? I have not been able to visit as much as I'd like this past week."
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 1:15 am
Lenore nods, unable to hold back the tears in her eyes anymore, and a silly grin to accompany them comes to her lips. She has already been playing with dress designs in her head, and has already spotted the fabric that she is hoping to make it in. "Yes, it gives us enough time to prepare," she says, in a softer voice than she had thought she would speak in. She then throws her arms around Eirnae, hugging her tightly, despite the hissing of Voldemort. Who cares about that little bugger right now? She's going to be married soon! After all this time, it is finally going to be happening!
Bedtime smiles in his sleepy way at Friend, and slowly unwraps the gift. When he sees the bear inside, he looks at its stomach immediately. He then looks down at his, and then back at the bear.
His sleepy smile lazily grows wider, and he hugs the bear close to him with one arm, while giving his friend a hug with his other. "Thank you," he says when he pulls away, and stares down at the bear. "He's the best."
Bellatrix's smile is a slow one, and holds the same wickedness as every, as she listens to Casala. "I have been as well as can be expected, after having an infant foisted on me," she says, a little sourly, but keeps her smile in place. "If I ever find the person that gave Lenore that baby, I will hurt them. I do not like not sleeping, or being able to go wherever I want whenever I want," she admits, her smile faltering a little.
"Enough of that. How are you?" she asks, tossing her braid over her shoulder.
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 2:41 am
"Yes.. us." Eirnae can't really see Lenore's face now, but the image of her fiance's wide grin and bloody tears stays with her as she turns her head with closed eyes to bury her face in the silk of Lenore's hair. All that crosses her mind at the sound of the hissing down below is how she'll treasure the opportunity of knocking the little guy out if he dares bite any part of her. "I should of asked you this long ago," she whispers while nuzzling Lenore's ear. "And no buying any rings, alright? I still have those that I crafted not long after we proposed. That is, unless you'd rather start fresh?"
"Welcome!" Friend happily chirps, tugging her bear from the small pouch she's wearing on the belt that's keeping up her cute little skirt. She returns Bedtime's hug with one arm while keeping her teddy bear up with the hand of the other. "I brought Reine to meet you and your new friend. See? He's just like me." She pokes Reine's belly with the tip of her thumb. "Now we can all play together!"
"Do you mean the one Lenore was wearing?" Casala asks, leaning forward to give her wings more room to stretch out again. Since she's started to learn how to fly, they've been needing more constant excerise. "Oh, yes, of course. I am well. The temple is coming along nicely. With your help, the floor is now complete, and the ceiling is nearly finished. We'll be attending to the walls by next week." She seems proud of these accomplishments, her mannerisms taking on a confident air. "I discovered a new statue, that of a Pae with fae wings, and its repair has taken up much of my free time the last two days. I've also been practicing flying with Shina, though I have yet to leave the ground." She flaps her wings ruefully. "Hopefully soon I'll have better luck."
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 3:27 am
"No, I love the rings, mela," Lenore says, still not pulling away. Voldemort's hissing has died down, maybe he suffocated? "The remind me of the day that out son was born. . . . They will be a wonderful way to start this chapter of our lives."
Bedtime looks over at Reine, and glances at Friend. "They are almost exactly like us," he says, yawning again. He finds himself wondering who has been producing these odd bears that resemble him, and the two that have the same coloring as Voldemort and Bellatrix. He pushes that thought aside, though, and attends to a more pressing matter:
"Should I name mine, too?" he asks Friend.
"Yes, Voldemort lives here with Signis and I now," Bellatrix glances at the entryway, as though expecting Lenore to come bursting in and shoving Voldemort off on her.
She, however, nods at Casala's desctriptions of the the temple renovations, and her flying. "I will try and be back by the temple soon. I just have to pin down Lenore and make her take care of her Pae baby. When I do, I will work with you all day," she says. She then flaps her own wings, a little envious that Casala is even able to try and start to learn to fly. "I wish you luck with the flying, however," she says, instead of voicing or showing any of her envy.
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Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 3:50 am
Eirnae sighs softly, not about to give up her haven found in the sweet smell of Lenore's hair and skin. "Aye... He's grown before our very eyes. I oft miss those days. Sometimes when I talk with him, I see the little toddler he once was standing before me instead of the man he's become. I find myself wondering if this happens to all parents." Voldemort is certainly not on her mind right now. She's far too occupied with thoughts of the upcoming wedding, who to invite to said wedding, and how quickly Damien's grown up. That and how wonderful Lenore smells today.
"Oh yes, you really should." Friend slides away from Bedtime so she can manipulate Reine with both hands, making her Care Bear bow politely. "How can he introduce himself without your bear having a name to answer him with?"
"So Signis did move in, then? Is that working out well?" Normally she wouldn't want to pry, but after seeing Bellatrix and Signis argue she hates to think of them doing so every day. Doesn't Bellatrix want some peace and quiet now and then, too? "There is no rush, Bellatrix, though your help is always appreciated. With your aid, things have picked up much faster than I'd hoped." She notices Bellatrix's wing flap, and takes it in a different means than most. "Maybe you would like to meet Shina, and join in on our practices? I'm sure that together we could both learn how to fly all the faster."
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