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 Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:57 am
[[Yes, I'm aware of the sucky title. Suggest a better one and I'll change it]]
It seemed that lessons at home were not enough to satisfy Sibuna's waking fear of rearing a child wrongly. All the books he'd had to lean over in the diner and all the masses he'd had to attend... No complaints would escape him, though, as she led him among the dusty streets of the city.
She was scared of this place and he could tell. The way her eyes shifted this way and that suspiciously and the tight grip on his his dark hand gave her away nicely enough. Daemyn didn't mind. In fact, when she looked down at him, he gave her a warm smile. As long as she was with him, he was convinced she'd be safe.
"Where are we going?" It was the third time he'd asked. Like all the times before, the dark-skinned woman just gave what was supposed to be a sly smile and wink. It was a surprise. Apparently it was enough of one to get her to come this far. He was excited. It must be something awesome....
In reality, it was... just a regular old building. Daemyn was unsure of it when they stopped there. When she looked at him, however, he forced a grin. "What is this place?"
"It's a museum." Sibuna replied, a bit prideful as she led him up the steps to the doors of this place. Entering the cool, spacious welcome room, she allowed Daemyn's hand to drop from hers. All was well now. As she began to wander ahead, the stapler child followed, his once-sweet eyes turned a bit more serious and calculating while he took in his surroundings. This place didn't seem so interesting...
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:10 pm
Aurion had been enjoying a day off from training finally and decided to take a leisurely walk. Somehow he had ended up in front of the museum in time to see a fae and its guardian he assumed, walking inside. Drawn by his natural curiousity, he followed them up the stairs and into the building. His sapphire eyes took a moment to adjust to the change in light and he remained unnoticed as he blended well into the shadows if not for his bright crimson hair and the red glow of the feather on the chain around his neck.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:12 pm
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:21 pm
Nalani is a little bored at home so she decides to go for a walk for the city, when she is near the Museum of the city she see an enormous poster with big letters of a attractive color that say, " Special Exhibition alone one week in the city".
Nalani smiles because finally had found something interesting that to make in her long and bored afternoon. With a resolved step she goes to the Museum and when she enters sees to Aurion in reception speaking with a woman, the woman finds well-known, "The mother of Alice", she remembers and she comes closer toward them.
" Hello Aurion" she said serene and with a little smile.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:26 pm
Aurion laughed softly and stepped out of the shadows, and his hair almost seemed to glow, much like the feather token around his neck. The hild of the sword on his right side was an artifact of very long ago, and he would not be that all suprised to find the missing twin blade in a place like this. He swept into a polite bow to the woman who he assumed was the " ms. cross" the other woman had so frantically been calling out for. He just did not understand humans sometimes, with all their little oddities. " Pleasure to meet you m'lady. I am Aurion of Hokuten, Crown Prince of Cerescia, but Aurion or Rion works jsut as well for something to adress me by." He said in his accented voice, it was slightly deeper than it used to be. " Hello Nalani." he said softly to the teen girl around his own age.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:39 pm
Sibuna jumped slightly as the receptionist began to randomly spurt out words into some unmoving object. What were those things called again? Walkie-talkies? She was no fan of all this new technology, and to know someone was talking to someone else who was who knows where... it was unnatural. She didn't like it. However, when she began to catch on about what 'thing' Milly was going on about, her fear quickly flashed away.
She quickly set her hand on Daemyn's shoulder, drawing him to her side so that one of his long ears pressed against her hip. It was a maternal gesture, and it was clear by the way her soft gray eyes focused on the greeter that she was preparing a biblical lecture.
Daemyn was slightly confused by the turn of events. Thing? That must be him. He'd been called worse, though, and so it didn't effect him. He seemed to be tolerating the strokes to his white hair for the moment. His attention was more drawn to Aurion than anything else now, something deep inside of him alerting him to the presence of another like him. Not only that, but the teenager just looked downright familiar.
Sibuna straightened slightly as Elizabeth swept off the woman, blinking. She truly wasn't a hostile person by nature, but if provoked. "Ah... I'm Sibuna." She managed. At the question about Shy, she shook her head slightly. "I don't know anyone by that name, ma'am. He's... an experiment that was sent to me in the mail." She didn't like using that word, experiment, to describe the child she was raising. She very much liked to believe he was her own.
Sibuna herself was a tall woman, around Elizabeth's age. Her skin was a nice mahogany color, and stretched and curved in ways most women should be. Her hair was a small mass of tiny black curls that were more like oil than anything. These were her most dominant features, and they were certainly not outstanding ones. She was plain, and she preferred it this way.
"Mother." Daemyn interjected softly, his eyes shifting from Aurion up to his guardian. "Is it okay?" He meant meeting Alice of course. As to the comment about his handsomeness, he merely gave Elizabeth a small smile. Modest, eh?
Sibuna glanced to Elizabeth, then Aurion, quite overtaken by it all. She'd just come to show Daemyn some of the exhibits she'd heard about, but now the head director was here and.... just, wow. Too much for her head. "You have someone similar, Miss Elizabeth?" She finally asked. It wasn't a yes or a no.
His eyes meanwhile shifted from Aurion to Nalani, curious at this new turnout of children. In his pocket, he fingered his stapler, enjoying the metal against his fingertips.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 12:59 pm
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:09 pm
Nalani smile to Elizabeth " my Sis is well thank Miss for Ask and i can see Alice is well too" she laught a little when see Alice run for cleaning her neck. " Aurion want you see the Exposition with me " she smile gently to him " I feel a little alone in this big building, mmmmm when Alice back I ask if she want joing too". then she see a the new Fae child " helo kid, I'm Nalani and you" she smile gently.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:43 pm
Daemyn watched Alice's entrance with hidden curiously, eying the blood around her neck with an amused quirk of his lips. Oh, that was a good idea... but he'd never do it while Sibuna was near. He preferred keeping her in the dark with things like that. She worried too much.
"I'm Daemyn," He replied towards Nalani when she'd left, carefully brushing away some of the strands of white that had collected over his eyes. "Nice to meet you, Nalani." His guardian's eyes were on him, he knew. She liked listening to him so she could assess how much of an impression her lessons were making on him.
"And you as well, Aurion." Though the older male hadn't introduced himself to Daemyn outright. Upon Alice's return, he smiled softly at her, as well as all of the rest of them. He drew away from Sibuna's side as well as her caress in his hair, quietly making his way towards Alice, who seemed to know best about this place.
"I was bringing him here for some educational value." Sibuna informed Elizabeth with a nervous smile. "It's nice to see he might make some friends!" Though her gaze was worrisome. That Alice seemed like she'd be a bad influence on her virtuous child.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 1:59 pm
Aurion nodded silently to Nalani, though his body was tingling again. He wondered if something of a fae nature was calling out to him as he felt the power stirring within him. His sapphire blue irises scanned over the occupants of the rooma s he waited politely for someone to really talk to him. As he had gotten older, he had really had not talked as much as he used to. He caried himself with a calm, serene and mature air.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 9:40 pm
"Thank you Uncle Spark!" Arora waved goodbye to her uncle then closed the car door skiping along, her sketchbook and pencil box clutched tight to her chest. Uncle spark was having a buisness meeting a few buildings down and had offered to let her visit the local musseum whil he was there. She loved museums, especialy the art museums. She often visited the one near her house and spent hours drawing there while she gazed at the profesional drawings. They were especially good places to be alone. Maeve often worried about her being all alone, she was only 12, but she was a mature 12 and always convinced her mother to let her go.
She was so excited to see some new exhibits and a new museum to explore. She practicly jumped up the stairs to the main door. She opened the door with excitment, a gaint smile on her face. Then a few seconds later she noticed several other people in the museum...not just people other fae! She gulped slightly, now completly nervous to be there. She wished she could hide in the shadows and leave the place, but there was no where else to go. It wasn't that she didn't want to be near the others, she just...well she was nervous. Then she saw Aurion. Her heart skiped a beat. She could talk to him fine in private...but there were just so many people around. Her eyes darted to the ground. Nervously she spoke as to not make them think she might hate them. "Hhh..he...helo."
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