May it Be [Completed]

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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.

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Kadaj nodded. "Family is very important. I remember we talked about that, before...." The more he remembered their correspondence in the journals, the more empathy for this girl he began to feel. Irritating, really, since he was supposed to be leading her away to be experimented on and all. That sort of thing typically put a damper on people's relationships.

He tilted his head, examining her features. As much as he hated to admit it, that particular expression had crossed his own face quite a bit in his time here, and he grimaced very slightly now as the completely unfamiliar feeling of guilt crept up on him.

He shook himself a little, remembering his duty. "The sooner we find them the better, wouldn't you say?" he asked, inclining his head slightly in Ansem's direction, indicating they should head that way. She hadn't seemed to register his words about meeting him just yet after all.

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Tris nodded, taking meditation breaths. "It is..." Especially family closer than blood, but she didn't add that aloud. She continued to stare at the ground.

Wasn't she just leading herself on? After all, if they were in range, she would know it. She didn't outwardly shake her head, but the intent was there. She sighed, quietly. Briar, Sandry, Daja... where are you? There was no response- it just echoed in her own magic, with nowhere else to go.

"Yes," Tris said. "So... why don't we go?" The grey-eyed mage looked at the spelled embroidery on the edge of her sleeves- indeed, the whole dress had the silvery sheen of Sandry's magic. It was comforting in its own way, but nowhere near as comforting as the presence of one of the others would be. The young mage kept her eyes fixed on the ground.