About Princess Kuieai
Welcome to my profile!
I would like to put my bio of Kuieai here when I can, and when I do, I'd like to start up RPing again. I've been gradually thinking up newer things to mind for the bio every now and then, slowly. But shrug.
For now, feel free to add me on here, if you'd like, but I mainly show up in my Legend of Zelda accounts more. So if you would like to chat with me more, my other characters names' are called Midna, and Princess.
Done by: Clown-Exorcist
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*She watched how her butterfly companion was cheerfully flying around them, her eyes shaking slightly. It never acted like this before, and she certainly wasn't used to such a sight. The woman before her was showing her kindness once again, almost as if she considered her a friend already. She was about to speak when she heard an unfamiliar voice, causing her to look around. There were only two people around them though, which made no sense to her. She turned her head sharply to Crucia when she mentioned it was her dragon, staring at her in slight fear. Dragons could speak? She knew they existed with stories that her father had told her, but anywhere near Grandilia it was unheard of. She wasn't sure what to say to them. She looked to her butterfly who was flying back to her, perching itself gently on her shoulder. She stared at it for a moment with her sorrowful eyes, some of her golden blond hair falling into her face with the gentle breeze.* No... it doesn't.. have a name.. *She spoke quietly to herself. Korillian customs never named their guardians, for it was said that the spirit inside of the guardian were existing Korillians who have passed on. It was their honor code so to speak. She looked up shyly to Crucia as she asked her question, feeling quite uneasy. Why was she being so kind to her? Was it 'his' plans? But her butterfly wasn't showing any signs of paranoia. It didn't make sense to her. All she could respond with was a slow, hesitant nod.*
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I've been pretty good, thanks. Made some new cosplays, pretty sure I got my guild while you were gone...
Nothing productive in real life, sadly, but I guess that's how it goes. xD I don't even have a boyfriend.
What have you been up to?
Hey you.
Long time no see.
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*She was a bit stunned to find that the woman had casually spoke to her like she was a long lost friend or something. No one had ever tried to talk to her so personally before; well no one tried to talk to her, period. Though it wasn't the only thing that had surprised her. She felt a little silly that she didn't even notice the dragon she had. It was frightening to her considering where she was from, magic and mythical creatures were told to be fake; she knew magic was real for her own race was one of its kind. The woman seemed to have a bad past just as she did, causing her to look away. Part of her wanted to run, but another part of her was preventing her to. Even her butterfly wanted her to stay with how it was circling the dragon's head like it was an old friend or something. She heard her speak again after a short silence, shyly looking up to her with the sorrowful eyes she possessed. She completely bypassed the name error, not really paying attention to it. She didn't know why she wanted to know her name.* I-I... *She paused, looking away as she took held of her own arm.* I'm.... Melody.. *She spoke, her voice lowering as she began to spoke.*
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*She had been wandering alone for quite some time, never used to seeing any sort of person to really interact with, yet alone felt the need to. As she walked, she looked up to the girl that was suddenly in the distance, her pace slowing to a stop as she looked over with her sorrowed-filled eyes. She admired the girl's beauty, reaching her hand up to move the blond hair out of her face. She didn't have any sort of courage to approach her, but something about her intrigued her. She was about to give up, turning to walk away when her butterfly decided to have different thoughts than her own. It flew to the girl, circling around her as it tried to get her attention before landing on the top of her head. She was about to step away when she sensed it away from her, her eyes shaking as she slowly turned to see it following the woman. She stared, feeling unsure. With a small sigh to herself, she turned again and walked forward, a faint blush growing on her face.* I... I'm... sorry.. *She spoke silently.*
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