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Aug 29, 2011 03:06

[It had taken Tus some time after waking up to actually notice the journal and pick it up. Possibly because he was not only wondering how he came to be in this place, but how he came to be anywhere at all. He was reasonably sure he remembered dying ( Read more... )

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[Commentlog] will tag both princes for added havoc! bondedgryphon August 29 2011, 19:33:27 UTC
[Zhaneel is as warm as she ever is, feathers fluffed up against the biting cold of the early morning. She mitt not be terribly used to snow on a normal day, by she was absolutely loving it right now. She thrums low in her throat, sprawled along the icy ground just outside the barracks.

As a matter of fact, it's been snowing a bit and she's been relatively unmoving, so she just might look like some sort of snow covered statue on first glance. She's halfway dozing when Tus comes tromping out of the building and golden eyes open and roll in his direction, one ear flicking his way.]

Are you not cold, friend?

[She still has not risen, calling out from her sleep spot to the unfamiliar man.]

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[Commentlog] :D oh, EXCELLENT trustedhisheart August 29 2011, 20:19:59 UTC
[Tus has only been out in the snow for a few moments, and he is already sick of it. Under other circumstances, the novelty of being in snow would be quite enjoyable. But not only was he entirely underdressed for such weather, but the presence of snow meant he was much farther from where he needed to be than he'd thought.

He hears someone call to him, though, and stops, looking around for the sight of someone else in the snow, then frowns when he doesn't appear to see anyone.]

I cannot understand you. Perhaps if you were to come closer?

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[Commentlog] :Db bondedgryphon August 29 2011, 20:51:36 UTC
[Zhaneel tilts her head slightly as the man speaks, thrumming low in her thraot as she understands not amsingle word of the pretty language. She wonders if he understands the common tongue that many hear seem to speak with or if he simply chooses to speak with his own as several also do.

So, she shimmies the snow off of herself, sections crumbling off and falling back to the ground. She slowly rises from her sprawled position, leaning behind a perfect gryphon-angel as she moves to sit in the snow. Her tails comes to loosely wrap over her forefeet, better insulating her scales against the cold.]

Do you speak the common tongue?

[She might someday realize that she was scaring the hell out of many new arrivals when she didn't warn them ahead of time.]

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[Commentlog] trustedhisheart August 29 2011, 22:13:32 UTC
[He is now regretting his suggestion that whoever was speaking come closer.

His first instinct is to grab for his sword at the sight of the creature moving towards him, and he does so, sinking immediately into a defensive stance and holding the sword before him.

But - it is speaking.

Tus hesitates, confusion obvious on his face.]

I do not understand you, creature. I have no wish to harm you, if you will let me pass in peace.

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[Commentlog] bondedgryphon August 29 2011, 23:23:03 UTC
[Now, Tus, don't be that way; she was a perfectly lovely gryphon once you got to know her. She falls still in a manner left only to large felines and birds of prey as he draws his blade and changes his stance into a defensive one.

Tus, have you ever had a gryphon side-eye you? Well, you're experiencing it now at full force. Zhaneel actually sighs and shakes her head, wings rustling a bit along her back. So many worlds these people came from, and not a single person that recognized her as an intelligent creature not prone to instant mauling. She rests her weight and leans back, actually holding up her forefeet in a very human 'dude, I mean you no harm' pose.]

I mean you no harm, although it is clear that you do not understand me.

[She moves a single forefoot to her neck satchel, then, moving slowly so as not to startle him. She pulls out .. a book; her journal, in fact. She shows it to him ..]

Do you have one?

[He might not understand her words, but the tone was clearly a question and she looks from him to the journal and back ( ... )

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[Commentlog] trustedhisheart August 29 2011, 23:47:59 UTC
[Give Tus a break, he's had a fairly trying last couple of hours. Including before he ever arrived here.

When her mannerisms seem very - human, and she's clearly attempting to convey that she doesn't intend to hurt him, Tus hesitates further. His sword drops, the tip pointing towards the ground, though he doesn't put it away.

And she pulls out a book. A creature with a book? A book that looks almost exactly like his.

Ah. He understands her meaning, and pulls out his own book.]

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[Commentlog] and [audio w/ translated text] bondedgryphon August 30 2011, 16:46:32 UTC
[Okay, she'll give you that, Tus. This shit was more than a little overwhelming when you first fell into it.

He finally lowers his blade and she exhales slowly, glad the threat of imminent attack has at least lessened. Then henpulls out his own journal and things are suddenly and blessedly easier in an instant. She bobs her head in ascent, opening her own to a blank page before gesturing for him to do the same. If he doesn't understand she will move to open it for him, but really does prefer her blood unshed.

Like others she is aware that any posts done this way will be visible to others, but it is what it is. She begins speaking again, but this time her words appear in Persian on his own page.]

I apologize for alarming you, as it was certainly not my intention .. My name is Zhaneel. Have you just arrived to the Keep?

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[Commentlog] and [audio w/ translated text] trustedhisheart August 30 2011, 19:41:35 UTC
[Fortunately, he does indeed open his book. He stares down at it in confusion, and then startled comprehension when words that he understands begin to appear.]

It seems this book can do a great many things.

[Speak at him, write at him, and now translate for him. It is definitely a fortunate thing that the power of the dagger was recently proven to him; otherwise he would have had a much more difficult time accepting such magic as this.]

Zhaneel? I fear I owe you an apology as well, for over-reacting to a simple greeting.

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[Commentlog] and [audio w/ translated text] bondedgryphon August 31 2011, 19:36:56 UTC
[Zhaneel chortles softly at his reply, bobbing her head in agreement.]

It truly can .. make certain to keep it with you at all times.

[Then it's the gryphon's turn to look a bit startled, head tilting slightly as Tus apologizes to her. She finally shakes her beak once in negation, facial feathers rising and flattening briefly.]

Nay .. your reaction was hardly out of place considering the circumstances, but I shall accept it if makes you rest easier.

[She fluffs her feathers against the cold, studying him curiously.]

Have you a name then, sword bearer?

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[Commentlog] and [audio w/ translated text] trustedhisheart September 1 2011, 06:02:28 UTC
I will indeed, as it seems to be the only effective method of conversing in this place.

[Her head shake brings a small frown to his lips, but it fades when she ultimately accepts the apology.]

Then I think you for your accepting, for I would never wish to raise my sword to one who meant no harm.

[He smiles slightly.]

It seems I have once more been remiss. I am Prince Tus.

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