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Topic: YeOlde on Walkabout!
Subject: *waviewaves*
You have a safe trip now YeOlde!! Even if it is for work I hope you have a good time ^^
Posted on 2008-06-21 at 21:53:31.
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Topic: The Egg Tart Game
Subject: lawl
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Posted on 2008-06-20 at 22:33:58.
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Topic: The Egg Tart Game
Subject: ....
Inspiration Renewed
Posted on 2008-06-20 at 22:30:01.
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Topic: The Egg Tart Game
Subject: Neato
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Posted on 2008-06-20 at 22:19:52.
Edited on 2008-06-20 at 22:20:26 by korleonys
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Topic: Garayon - Legacy of Darkness
Subject: A sense of impending DOOM
:: She could not help the way she was even though it seemed to bother the servants of the manor. She came from common stock and even though she was not at all ordinary she was not used to behaving like a noblewoman. She did try, oh very hard when it was she was in the presence of other nobles but when she was alone... well she was just a farm girl at heart.
The buzzing caused her to turn about and look in enough time to see that colorful blur hurdling herself at her chest. She couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled from her as she'd cup her hands about the tiny creature that was her family and give her a kiss spang on the forehead.
I missed you too...
Holding up her hands in mock fear and warding off the oh so savage attack of Pyth she'd giggle... smile still upon her lips...
"I do not plan on it Pyth, but some things... you know... I do have to handle on my own... I truly am sorry to have worried you so."
Her hand reaching up to stroke the fairy dragon under the chin with affection as Harmony came in with her tea.. Yes, there was that same fear... or wariness that she always saw it the way she moved and the shine of her eyes. She did not fully understand the girl's fear of her. She'd never treated her poorly. So instead she'd have to chalk it up to the fact that it was either because she was half elven or that she was a mage. Both of which were very rare here in Saluma and she was accustomed to getting more then her fair share of odd looks. Though, it was something that she'd had a lifetime to get used too. The looks, the whispers... the fear on the other hand was something that she did not believe she'd ever get used to. She was... or so desired to be... a gentle creature at heart... But she knew for certain that she would never do a thing to harm a helpless innocent! Goddess forbid! The girl acted as if Lei would pounce upon her a steal her soul any second...
"Thank you Harmony, but I do think that this shall be all for tonight. I plan on retiring soon.."
Watching her leave, she'd wait until she'd close the door and then listened for her footsteps to start to fade down the hall. Oh, she heard Pyth's question alright. But she'd take her time in answering. Sitting down at the table she'd drizzle a bit of honey into the teacup, stirring then with the wooden spoon... tapping it on the edge of the cup she'd rest it on the saucer and proceed in sipping at the tea.. She was obviously avoiding the question, trying to conjure up the best way to explain the situation to Pyth. But Pyth could be impatient and the longer it took her to say anything the more suspicious she'd grow...
"Oh, there is nothing like Sarah's tea to set the muscles to relaxing at the end of the day...."
Giving a soft sigh of pleasure and taking another sip from the cup before she'd turn her attention to the question at hand...
"It went well... it goes well... ah Pyth, the less I have to worry about right now the better, more then likely you'll know everything you would and would not want to know by tomorrow..."
And then there was the chime... and her insides ran cold. YeOlde already! Pyth would have to notice the tremor in her hands as she'd put her cup back on the saucer, it made a soft clinkity click as she did so... biting her bottom lip she'd rise and walk with a quick step towards the door to her room, out into the hall and if Marten was back to answer that call she'd wave to him in a way that said she'd handle this late caller herself.
~Or perhaps tonight... ~
Her mental voice was a bit worried... but that didn't stop her from pushing open the door to the pattern room and...That wasn't YeOlde! Her emerald eyes widened as her psionics were tapped into, using telekinetic pressure to push the intruder back against the pattern room wall if possible or at least hold her at a safe distance, she could have used a bit too much mental force in the push due to the fact that she was caught off guard by the stranger's appearance.
"How did you... who are you.. what are you doing here??"
Holding out her right hand, her staff would appear at whim, waiting to see if she would have to defend her home or... ::
Posted on 2008-06-20 at 22:12:23.
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Topic: Garayon - Legacy of Darkness
Subject: Coming home
:: Oh but she had been gone quite a lot lately, on her mission to gain control of that part of her.. So there really wouldn't be much of a question with the servants, even if they didn't know exactly what was bothering her... surely there had been some clues to at least one. Her refusal of Alacran's proposal the most likely one to be flittering amongst the servants. Her reasoning they probably had no idea but she thought that he would know... her love, at the very least should understand. Although she would have given anything to take back that hurt look upon his lovely face and take away the pain that she knew she'd caused his even more beautiful soul. The problem was, she did not know if she would ever be good for Alacran... That spark that Darius had seen in her.. well, it was more then a spark, it was likened to a candles flame that she couldn't snuff out. But she would, in time she would with help of the Goddess. It was her love that kept her at peace, that quelled the fire within.
"I have been troubled quite a lot lately haven't I been Marten?..."
She'd give him a grateful smile, moving across the floor to him she'd lie a hand lightly on his shoulder,
"thank you for taking such good care of me... Everything will fall into place, that is the way of things...yes?..."
she'd let her hand drop back down to her side, continuing to look upon Marten with that soft smile, her emerald eyes were most likely a little trouble but she tried to lift as much of that as she could. She was home now and she could not allow any more rumors to start flying about.. Not that she believed that Marten would say anything, he was the head butler and purely professional. But she could be wrong, she is the first to admit that she'd been wrong on some occasions, she just prayed that she'd not been wrong about this...
"I think all I need is a cup of cook's soothing tea and a good night's rest."
Some time alone to reflect on all that had happened for it had happened so quickly and there was to be much explaining to do once YeOlde caught up with her. Oh she knew he'd be frustrated with her... perhaps even angry. She'd looked to him like a father when her own had been so distant for reasons she'd only recently come to understand.
"Could you bring some up for me, to my room... or, if you are too busy, anyone else that is up ....thank you Marten."
She'd go to her room to wait for her tea... but then she'd start to think again, mulling over her decision. She could have been killed tonight, most likely would have been had it not been for YeOlde... but... she would have been willing to because even though her past with Darius the Black had been wrought with troubles and murderous intent... she too saw something in him that she saw within herself... that spark of good... The ability to love even though it was not returned... The fact that he'd turned himself in to the Empire was even more proof of how he felt, his desire to repent... for he had told her all of this when he'd attempted to hold her prisoner until she relented to his will... but she had not and he'd found that he loved her still so he had turned himself in to pay for his crimes. An action that was very noble and brave in Leighanna's eyes. Not that she'd failed to see it before then, it was the fact that everyone else could see that he'd desired to change, to let go of his hatred of her ancestors. At any time he could have killed her, forced her into submission, any horror at all she knew he'd been capable of... But as she had said remembering the conversation she'd had with him right before he'd turned himself into the authorities... 'Just as there is that darkness within me... so there is a light equal that I see in you.. Yes, we are alike. You are what I could have become had I not been loved...If I did not have the loving guidance of the Goddess. But I will not be turned to the darkness, for I love the light.... So will you deny yourself the light still or shall you try to embrace it and find joy in your life, I do not think it is too late for you Darius...'
In her room now, looking up at the lovely painting of Unicorns that her love had gifted her.. her fingers lovingly tracing the frame... So many questions she'd have to answer... so many demands... but what could she have done? Just as she could not condemn the love of her life to a possibility of her losing herself to this darkness that kept ever near.. she could not let another suffer a sentence that she'd believed to be too harsh under the circumstances. He'd turned himself in, the penance should not have been so high... Everyone, she thought, deserved a second chance when there was love... For when there was love, there was hope. ::
Posted on 2008-06-09 at 13:32:00.
Edited on 2008-06-09 at 13:40:43 by korleonys
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