http://tenshinomakai.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tenshinomakai.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-08-14 09:25 pm

Leave the Lights On [Active]

Character(s): Urd, Genie, Yorda.
Content: Urd and Genie check up on their totally not adopted daughter.
Setting: Mao's lab in St. Destino Hospital
Time: Week 34, afternoon
Warnings: None.

Urd rode sidesaddle on a broom as she flew across the sky, low under the ever present domed ceiling. Weary and lacking her usual luster, she had opted for the broom rather than her usual solo flying as she made the trip to St. Destino. Her heart was hurting and a part of her wanted nothing more than to retreat somewhere quiet and remote so she could be left alone. But Yorda had sounded so frightened...and in the wake of a new arrival named Geoffrey, almost desperate. Urd told herself she was going simply to check up on the girl. If she happened to get comfort from her, that was all the better.

She rode in silence, feeling Genie's presence as he flew behind. When the reached the tall structure of St. Destino, she lead the way to the hospital wing, gliding into an open window.
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“A pinky swear is a sacred oath going back for centuries now. It originally meant that the person who broke the promise was to cut off their pinky finger but that ‘tradition’ has thankfully been abandon.” He winked at Yorda and gently nudged her with his shoulder. “So you get to keep your pinky, even if reveal the odd secret of the trade.” Genie mumbled the last bit to the girl so that only she could hear. “Just try not to. Who knows, these days they might even start charging you for sharing others magic tricks next.”

Moving on, Genie placed his hands atop Yorda’s and demonstrated how to properly hold Urd’s cup to determine her prediction. “You’ll need the handle facing you to properly read it.” He instructed her. “Don’t worry about finding meanings to the shapes. More often than not you’ll start looking for things aren’t there. Just relax and let your imagination define the leaves.” To invest confidence in the girl, Genie gave her a knowing nod. Love fortunes should have been the last thing on Yorda’s mind; she’d need a clear mind to determine Urd’s fortune.

And, so long as she did not notice the warm glow of the large florescent arrow lit behind them and pointed at Genie, it would remain that way. Who was Urd’s fated person, the only love for her? Genie knew who and without a word had boldly taken it upon himself to answer her question himself.