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Post by Ariala on Nov 3, 2011 21:19:53 GMT -7
Ariala sat on the edge of a cliff, looking out to sea. She had been avoiding going in to town for a while now. It never went well for her. She had a...nack for getting into trouble. So every time it got bad, she would move to a new town, which never took very long. It never did. If she didn't scare the entire town, she destroyed it. She often wondered why she didn't just become a hermit and go live in a cave where she couldn't hurt anyone but herself.
She sighed and stood up. She'd have to get this over at some point. She was running really low on food now and needed to "shop". With another huge, deep sigh, she tucked her wings away, flinching slightly. It always hurt a little when the skin healed back over, and again when the wings broke through. But it was worth it to fly. But, again, she had found early on that wings growing out of your back scared people.
She walked into town and looked around. It was so busy, meaning the shops were easily accessible to her. And since she was so small, no one ever seemed to suspect her of wrong-doing. Until she accidentally set a house on fire with lightening. Stepping up to a fruit stand, she slipped an apple under the long tan cloak she was wearing, and then another, before slipping back away and into an ally to savor her conquest.
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Post by Shaque on Nov 3, 2011 21:50:37 GMT -7
Shaque wandered the streets of the unfamiliar streets of the foriegn town. She knew she was in Emalan, and she was fairly certain the town she was in was called Summersea, but beyond that she was lost. Shaque sighed. If her parents hadn't sent her away to go live in some strange temple in the south, she wouldn't be lost in the first place. But then, parents, and people in general, didn't like people with retractable wings, and strange powers that were intimidating if not absolutely terrifying in their strength and intensity.
Shaque glaired at the ground and kicked a stone that was in her way. She then wandered onto a street full of shops where she got pushed around by the masses of people bustling around and generally making a lot of noise. She quickly changed direction to avoid most of the people. She turned down the first alley she found and nearly bumped into a girl in the act of raising an apple to her lips.
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Post by Admina on Nov 3, 2011 22:13:32 GMT -7
Ari jumped back. "Oh! You surprised me," she laughed. This girl didn't look like she was going to endanger her lunch. She bit into the apple. "What brings you to my alley?" She asked. And she had already decided to make it her alley. It was really close to market, really close to the gates out of the city, and it didn't look like anyone else was living there. So it was a prime position for a girl like her. who stole what she needed, often needed to get out in a hurry, and felt nervous living near other people.
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Post by Shaque on Nov 3, 2011 22:32:45 GMT -7
Shaque was taken off guard by the girl's relaxed reaction to almost being bumped into by a tall, dark stranger who didn't know where she was going. "Oh, well umm..." she stammered, "I was just trying to escape the people...This is your alley?" Shaque said the last part looking around with a curious air.
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Post by Ariala on Nov 3, 2011 22:53:02 GMT -7
Ari smiled. "It is now. I just dubbed it so. And it's a good thing you're here." She paused for a moment. "Dibbs."
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Post by Shaque on Nov 4, 2011 12:10:29 GMT -7
Shaque laughed and shrugged. "You can have it," she said still laughing. "I was just passing through anyway." She paused for a moment and then asked, "What's your name? And where are you from?"
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Post by Ariala on Nov 14, 2011 17:26:00 GMT -7
Ari smiled. "Good. Because it was going to be mine whether you liked it or not. I just needed a witness to my dibbs so that nobody could try and contest that it was mine." She held out her hand. "I'm Ariala, but you can call me Ari. And I'm not really 'from' anywhere, per say," she finished with a shrug.
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Post by Shaque on Nov 14, 2011 18:02:49 GMT -7
Shaque took the offered hand. "I'm Shaque," she said, "I'm--I was--from Namorne. I guess I'm not from anywhere anymore either."
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Post by Ariala on Nov 14, 2011 20:05:27 GMT -7
"Oo, another wanderer!" Ari laughed. "Well, it's nice to meat you...Shaque? That's a cool name, but I think I'll just call you Shay. So much easier to remember."
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Post by Shaque on Nov 14, 2011 20:16:18 GMT -7
Shay smiled. "Oo, I like that! Nobody can ever pronounce Shaque, and no one was ever creative enough to come up with something easier." Shay paused to think. "Or they just didn't care that they were pronouncing it wrong...You said you were a wanderer. Is there anywhere in particular you're wandering to?"
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Post by Ariala on Nov 14, 2011 20:40:58 GMT -7
Ari sighed. "More like wandering away from." She didnt' want to explain any more than that. Telling someone that you hopped from town to town leaving destruction in your wake tended to not make or keep very many.
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Post by Shaque on Nov 14, 2011 21:02:15 GMT -7
"Ah..." Shay said. She understood all too well what it was like to be leaving from something. A long silence passed before Shay finally said, "Well, I'm hungry. See you later!" She turned and sauntered away into the market flicking a casual wave back behind her as she went.
Shay wandered a little while before she found a stall owner selling some sort of turnover filled with meat and chease. It smelled great and tasted even better, but her mind wasn't really on the food. She was thinking about Ari. Where had she come from? Why was she running? What was she running from? She was so pre-occupied with her thoughts that she didn't see the tall man with the dark hair and eyes until she ran into him. Shay squeaked and staggered back a few steps so she could fully see him and so she'd be out of his space.
"Hello," the man said. His voice was a lot lighter in tone than she had expected. "My name is Niklaren Goldeye. I have been looking for you."
Shay gathered her breath and let out the highest, loudest gir shriek she had ever let out. "You've been WHAT!?!?!?!?!" she shrieked indignantly her voice rising about two octaves. At the same time she screamed she opened her wings, ignoring the sharp pain it caused, and smacked the man with them before jumping into the air and flying away.
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Post by Ariala on Nov 14, 2011 22:38:16 GMT -7
When Shay walked away, Ari started setting up camp. She was probably going to be in the alley for a while, since getting a job as a newcomer was hard enough when you weren't small and delicate. She had just set up a makeshift tent and was about to go in to set up her bed when she heard someone coming up behind her. She whirled around.
"Hello. My name is Niklaren Goldeye. I have been looking for you." What could she say? She panicked. Her wings forced themselves painfully from her back as she prepared to flee, but he grabbed her wrist before she had a chance to turn and fly away. Ari was a girl with little to no physical strength. Even with her wings flapping his face, all she did was get a little bit of lift-off.
"Don't worry," he said. "I'm not here to harm you. I'm here to help you. Unless you want to move from town to town sleeping in tents all your life." Ari froze. How did he know? He just nodded. "Yes, I know all about how special you are. I'm here to take you to a place where you can learn to control your power." Ari was still skeptical but she found that she didn't have much of a choice. The man's hand glowed and started to feel sleepy. Before she had really registered what was going on, she was out.
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Post by Shaque on Nov 14, 2011 23:28:16 GMT -7
Shay felt like she had flown over half the Pebbled Sea before she realized where she was going. In her panic she had flown for the first place she could think of, Namorne. She didn't have a home there anymore; her parents had said as much when they had sent her away. The only place that felt even remotely like home was the alley where Ari had decided to live, and that wasn't even hers. Her parents had wanted her to go to that temple place, but she would be a stranger there. Shay hovered above the water torn on where she should go. Finally with a heavy sigh she turned back the way she had come. She would go to the alley to see her new friend, and if Ari wasn't there she'd go to the temple for her parents' sake.
It took Shay twice as long to fly back to Summersea. She was tired, hungry and cold. She hoped Ari would let her stay the night at least. After that she'd be on her way. Shay landed in the alley with less than her usual grace. She nearly colapsed because her legs were so numb. She looked around, but there was no sign of Ari. The only thing she saw was a half setup camp.
"Ari?" Shay called softly, "Ari are you here?" There was no answer. Shay sighed, it looked like she'd be continuing on to the temple without a rest; she wouldn't feel right sleeping in Ari's tent when she wasn't there to say it was alright. Shay decided she would't, couldn't, fly to the temple. Her wings were so tired. She pulled them back in barely noticing the pain as her skin healed over.
Shay set off down the considerably less crowded streets. Her head was bowed sand her shoulders were stooped slightly with exhaustion. On top of her exaustion and tiredness, it began to rain. Shay sighed and continued walking. For the second time that day she ran into the tall man with the dark hair and eyes. He had called himself Niklaren Goldeye she rembered.
"Hello," he said conversationally.
"What do you want?" Shay snapped irritably.
"To talk to you."
"Why?" Shay drawled sarcastically. "So you can be all creepy again? I think not. Goodbye." Shay turned and started to walk away.
"Where will you go?" he called after her. "You have no home to go back to. Are you going to spend the rest of your life wandering?"
Shay stopped and turned half way around to face him. After a pause she said, "If it comes to that, and how do you know so much about me anyway?"
"I know all about how special you are. I want to help you. I am here to take you to a place where you can learn to control your power."
"And...what place would that be?" Shay asked, interested in spite of herself.
"Winding Circle Temple," he answered sounding as calm as ever. Shay thought for a second. She was already heading to Winding Circle, what harm would it do her to go with this man and hear what he had to say? "Fine," she said grudgingly, "I'll go with you. I'll hear you out, but one thing I don't like and I'm gone."
"All right, lets go then," Niklaren said. Shaque followed him out of the city and into Winding Circle Temple. As miserable as she felt, Shay thought that things might at last be looking up for her.
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Post by Ariala on Nov 15, 2011 17:03:55 GMT -7
Ari woke up but didn't open her eyes. It was still too much effort. What had happened? Her memory was still a little fuzzy. Then everything started coming back to her and she jolted upright, wide awake. She had been kidnapped by a mad man! She glanced around, but she didnt' seem to be tied down or hindered from leaving in any way. She sighed and sliped out of what she down realized was a bed and looked out. On the other side of the door was a hall, and it was empty, but she could hear muffled voices coming from downstairs.
Softly, Ari crept down the stairs, not wanting to let anyone know she was awake until she knew what was going on. BUt all her plans changed when she saw Shaque. "Shay!" She yelled, finishing her run down the stairs and exploding into a hug.
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