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Happy Halloween

Oct 29, 2011 11:02

Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October
Where: Starts in the Keep's Great Hall ( Read more... )

mimmi kopanski, raven darkholme, princess odette, alex marsters, abeni lorenn, !event, samantha james, lily rammsteiner, ryn coughlan, aara, kairi, kloe bishop, garrus vakarian, ezekiel lerish, anders, te ata stonefeather, shalnark, joseph ivers, nepeta leijon, tamara sable, jael, derek souza, iriel calder, jack sparrow, megamind, bobby drake, scott summers, zachariah cash, ezra, varric tethras, brynhildr dottir, logan/wolverine, garrett hawke, chloe saunders, anna dominguez, toph bei fong, kevas, malkus iverwelling, equius zahhak, sandrath, rapunzel gothel, dastan, aht, isabella, zhaneel, sarea james, sollux captor, ironhide

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angha_firebird October 29 2011, 03:26:11 UTC

She had debated not going. She hadn't wanted to go. Not while Kloe was alone, unguarded, and most probably lonely. But Alex had gone to such lengths to make this beautiful costume-dress for her, and Aara did not want to let her friends down. She had promised quite a few friends a dance this evening. Besides that, Kloe was off in seclusion anyway, trying to heal the sickness she could spread. Aara didn't quite understand, but she admired her for it. Her hoped with everything in her Sycora could manage to do something.So, hesitantly, heart fluttering like a bird, Aara slowly walks into the Great Hall and looks around with wide-eyed delight. The food looked delicious, and everyone was dressed in ways Aara had never before seen. A smile trembles across her lips, and she walks further into the room. For a moment, she forgets the bright color of her lovely gown. She forgets the angst and worry and agony of the past two weeks ( ... )

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 10:22:02 UTC

That captures Aara's attention. Her blue eyes snap to his, and she hesitates only a moment before allowing herself to ask.

"What kind of supernatural things?"

She didn't know why, but this man felt as though he was hard to read. Which was ridiculous, in comparison to Kanan. At least San showed more emotion than her Angharad had. Well, he wasn't her clan leader any more...

She forced slightly tensed muscles to relax. She hadn't found any dragon hunters here--and the one potential enemy she had met turned into her sister and friend. Perhaps Sandrath was the same as she was. Perhaps he was not human, and could not speak of it? Though his tone had been casual.

"It does indeed."

A light smile. She found herself wondering what he was if he wasn't human after all. Would he be like Bobby? Or Asuka? Or something different?

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 10:25:23 UTC

"Mostly ghosts and demons." He stated. "Only if they're causing trouble for humans."

He spoke with some amusement, although he had noticed the slight tensing of her muscles. With a curious expression, he tilted his head.

"Are my words troubling you?"

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 10:32:16 UTC

Ghosts and demons. Not dragons. Aara almost laughs with silent relief. At his concern, she blushes lightly, quickly shaking her head. She had been quiet and introspective, and now he was concerned. She relaxed, smiling up at him.

"No. You are not troubling me at all. You are not the only one in the keep to come from a world with those of supernatural talents."

She shudders, then. "Though ghosts and demons do not sound exactly fun to deal with. There are not many of those, where I am from. None of the latter, unless I have simply been made unaware."

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 10:43:35 UTC

"I figured as much." He mused with a grin. "That's good. I would hate to cause trouble for a woman, such as you."

He couldn't help but chuckle at her comment about the supernatural beings he had to deal with. Most of them were a joke, but there was an odd one who did prove a challenge.

He closed the gap between each other, just so he could whisper, "I have no issue dealing with majority of them since I am an arch-angel."

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 10:54:50 UTC

That made her pause, and for a moment Aara could not think or breathe. Her neck gracefully arched so she could look at him, really look at him, and see if he was having her on. He was not from her Clan, however. Did his words mean someone outside of her clan could view her as a woman, instead of an odd foundling who was much too pale to ever be accepted, despite her heritage ( ... )

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 11:05:24 UTC

He noticed his words had an effect and she had murmured about honor again, how interesting. But she was smiling and that was good. He couldn't help but smirk widely at her reaction to him. This was all too fun.

"With most people, some of them don't believe me." He replied with a small chuckle, his breath most likely tickling her ear. "I can do a lot of things, but I have lost my wings since I have arrived here."

Although, he was still unsure of how much the Keep had hindered him. Using sigils was out of the question and his senses were messed with.

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 11:13:24 UTC

"I cannot begin to imagine why." Her lips quirked up in the edges. That was certainly her biggest fear. Telling someone she trusted, only to have that person scorning her and believing she was telling lies.

Then Aara loses her graceful footing, a horrified pressure welling up in her chest as she gasps. Her mind is far away from the Great Hall, however, on memories of frozen wings snapping cruelly from her form as if they were made of brittle clay.

"Lost your wings?"

Her whole body is trembling. Bile formed in her throat, and she quickly swallowed it down. Deep breaths.

"That's horrible."

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 11:18:12 UTC

"Some live normal lives, blissfully unaware of what is really going on." He commented.

He notices the flinch and moves to catch her. Perhaps it was a bad idea to state the false condition of his 'wings'. Instead, he directs her off the dance floor and to a table. If need be, carry her if she could not walk on her own.

"Yes. It is, but I learned to live with it."

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 11:27:47 UTC

She is grateful that he caught her, and does manage to stay on her feet after a moment. With his help, she can walk off the dance floor, her shock unable to even bring an embarrassed flush to her cheeks.

"I am so sorry."

Still in a daze, Aara cannot imagine the possibility of living without her wings. Soulfully sad eyes look up at Sandrath.

"If you want..." Her offer came quietly, with only the slightest bit of hesitance. "I could take you up some time." Her lips curl up into a somewhat mischevious grin. "I am angha. I could more than carry your weight. If my wings were gone, I fear I would lose a part of myself. You must miss the wind--and flying--terribly."

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 11:34:47 UTC

"Its nothing to apologize for." He reassured her with a pat on her shoulder.

As they walked, he listened to her offer. It took a moment for him to scan through his knowledge for the word known as 'angha', but came up with nothing.

"I do." He commented before pausing. "I'm afraid I do not know what an 'angha' is. It is a foreign word to me."

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 11:43:05 UTC

She took deep breaths, the memory now a vague haze in the back of her mind. She was fine. She was here.

She was alive.

"Did you know, if you die here, you come back from the dead?" Aara chances a glance at him as they walked, trying to smile, but her smile quickly fades. "There are many unnerving things that happen here, but the people..." A content sigh. "The people here are worth it."

Turning inquisitive eyes Sandrath's way, Aara cocks her head to one side. She bit her lip, the only tell-tale sign of her hesitation and worry. Then her muscles tense as she follows through with her offer.

"Angha. Most humans have another word for our other form: dragon." She watched him now, holding her breath as she waited for his reaction. He was the same as she, though, wasn't he? Surely he would take the news well.

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 11:47:33 UTC

"Yes. I had an unfortunate end rather recently." He stated, totally fine with revealing this fact. "Although the after-life wasn't what I was expecting."

There wasn't one and that was bizarre, from what he remembered anyway. But, Aara distracts him with her next set of words.

"Really?" He sounded very surprised. "Well, you're the first one I've met. I bet your vessel feels very small to your actual form."

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 11:57:54 UTC

"Recently?" Her eyes widened at that. "But... you arrived here after the sickness."

So how was it he died? Cold worry began to gnaw at her insides, and Aara wondered if she would have to worry about this man, or if perhaps she aught to worry about his attacker.

"How... did you die if it was not from the sickness?"

She had to know.

Then, despite her slight unease, he has her grinning. "Actually, that is not the case at all. My kind do not complete their first transformation until adulthood, so I am very used to this form. Even then, the open skies allow one all the freedom she could need in angha form." Her expression suddenly clouds over. "Unless you are a woman, and a foundling at that." A light shrug. "I was never meant to survive my transformation. Few women rarely do."

dominateartimus October 31 2011, 12:05:57 UTC

"Yes." He confirmed. "By sickness, you mean distributed accidentally by Kloe Bishop, correct?"

How amusing that his assumed cause of death was by the one they were just talking about. Although the question about how he died caused him to frown.

"There was a bit of a misunderstanding and I somehow ended up bleeding out. Its a giant mystery, really."

He stepped away to pull out a chair for her before leading her to it.

"Sounds like a very male dominate place." He commented idly. "I'm assuming that foundling is some kind of term for half-breed or traitor?"

Please correct him on that, since the word was another that fell under the foreign catergory.

angha_firebird October 31 2011, 12:24:27 UTC

"Well...yes..." She didn't want to leave it at that, though she was surprised he knew her name already. "You know her? Or you know of her." Her mouth tugged into a frown.

Then she was gaping. "Misunderstanding? You bled out... from a misunderstanding?" It shouldn't be a giant mystery, should it? Something wasn't quite adding up here. Aara felt she didn't have all the pieces to the whole.

"Someone hurt you? Or did you harm someone else?" Her tone is taking on something darker, as her eyes narrow. She doesn't know if she should feel protective, or alarmed, and she didn't like it. He led her to a chair, but she refused to sit just yet. Not until all her questions were answered. Not until she knew she was safe. That the people here were safe.

Her expression stays guarded as he speaks, but she gasps, thoroughly appalled by his question.

"No! Never! I would never betray my clan." For all they had betrayed her. "I do not know if a half-breed even exists. I am angha, just the same as they are. I was not born of their clan, though. I was ( ... )

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