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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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He forced a bright smile upon learning her name, a little amused at her curtsy and sweeping into an elaborate low bow in response. That was probably a bit too over-the-top, but whatever, it was fun and he wasn't about to be outdone by this "Tris." "My name is Kadaj," he replied, slowly rising. "I don't have any nicknames, really, nor do I particularly want any."
A little more genuinely amused now, he looked over at her, gaze lingering on that curious sparking hair. "Here to meet someone? I might be able to help with that... You see, I've recently become acquainted with the very same person you're here to meet. He's already proven himself to be particularly adept at locating people, so there's no need to worry in that respect."
Kadaj remembered something from their earlier conversation, and in a slightly softer tone, he said, "He can help both of us find our families."
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She paused, eyebrows raised in surprise. The sparks faded and vanished as her emotions went from self-directed anger to curiosity. Interesting, Tris thought.
She felt like someone had just shoved her magical self under a glacier when he made the comment about finding families. She could feel her chest tighten. "That's what I posted on the message boards about, before I conversed with you..." Tris said. "My family..." She stared at her shoes, thin, unpinned lightning braids doing nothing to hide the distinct expression on her face.