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paixaorpg2006-02-11 05:39 pm
lightningbraids.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2006-02-11 05:39 pm
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May it Be [Completed]
Character(s): Tris, Ansem, Kadaj
Content: After meeting Simba, Tris goes back outside the gate to meet up with Ansem. She gets a bit of a surprise.
Setting: Outside Niflheim.
Time: After the Monkey-Leaves thread, Tuesday Night
Warnings: ...Ansem and Kadaj?
Tris had left the odd... lion-man, Simba, when her journal had alerted to her to a reply on the message boards. She knew what that meant, and made her way with all due haste outside, diverting the rain almost unconciously. Please, gods, let it be... Asaia Bird-Winged, please, may it be that I can accomplish whatever I need to, to see them again... She sighed a little, trying to calm the shaking in her hands.
Her, nervous? Never. She closed her eyes, taking deep meditation breaths. The weather-witch sank into her magic with hardly any focus at all, reaching out along her connection to the other three. There was nothing. She frowned and tugged at stray bits of power that had taken her momentary distraction to come loose.
Her daily meditation chore and catching-up for that taken care of, she opened her eyes, looking around. She batted at a spark. Stop that. I should be calmer than this.
Really.
Content: After meeting Simba, Tris goes back outside the gate to meet up with Ansem. She gets a bit of a surprise.
Setting: Outside Niflheim.
Time: After the Monkey-Leaves thread, Tuesday Night
Warnings: ...Ansem and Kadaj?
Tris had left the odd... lion-man, Simba, when her journal had alerted to her to a reply on the message boards. She knew what that meant, and made her way with all due haste outside, diverting the rain almost unconciously. Please, gods, let it be... Asaia Bird-Winged, please, may it be that I can accomplish whatever I need to, to see them again... She sighed a little, trying to calm the shaking in her hands.
Her, nervous? Never. She closed her eyes, taking deep meditation breaths. The weather-witch sank into her magic with hardly any focus at all, reaching out along her connection to the other three. There was nothing. She frowned and tugged at stray bits of power that had taken her momentary distraction to come loose.
Her daily meditation chore and catching-up for that taken care of, she opened her eyes, looking around. She batted at a spark. Stop that. I should be calmer than this.
Really.
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Silver hair... green eyes... She extended her rain-sheild without much thought, the rain noticably rolling off of it like a glass dome were there, but it was open air... the rain just didn't fall in that area. "In a way..." she responded, nibbling nervously on the end of one of her lightning braids.
"...I was... well..." Tris paused, thinking. "I was in communication with someone over this... journal network, and he said he was looking for his brothers. You... er, well, you match the description I was given..."
She ruffled her dress some, compulsivley straightening the blue cloth, even though Sandry's spells kept it wrinkle-free and clean at all times.