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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 2:40 pm
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Lillison
[Basically I left this open that you can bring whoever you want to Mene, however Nama looks really awesome razz ]
Lillison peered through her locks of hair at the school of fish who followed her around. "Stay safe guys..." she whispered as she poked her head out of the rough ocean waters entering the Sein Lagoon. She glanced back below the surface, she hadn't been on the sands since she was a little girl as far as she could remember, but right now with the tossing of the waves and the incoming storm she really wanted to get to the shelter of the Loka Nei Forest. "I'll be back after the storm" she reassured them. She pulled herself onto the rocks, her tail flopping around awkwardly, after she was completely out of the water her tail transformed into legs. Lillison looked at her foreign legs and wiggled her toes, giggling at them and then began to make her way into the forest, crawling like an infant because she was afraid to stand up quite yet. Being an adult, she was a lot taller then when she had walked as a child and if she fell it would be a longer way down. She was utterly exhausted by the time she reached the shelter of the trees and sighed heavily. At least she could have a small break from the storm in here though. Lillison looked around her at the beautiful forest, her purple hair, wet and heavy clinging to her face and body.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 2:55 pm
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[Namaqua it is! He needs some interaction, the poor shy thing. /punts]
Namaqua had felt like something of a loner lately. He didn't feel at home in the Great Tree yet like all of his fellow Faun, even the ones who had found their way there with his lady Artemis. He felt awkward and a bit of an outsider. And so today he'd ventured away from Laisidhiel, even though there was clearly a storm on the horizon, to go exploring. Perhaps he'd find someone like himself.
Thoroughly enjoying his solitude while walking through the trees, Namaqua is alarmed to hear something moving a short distance away. Having developed a keen ear from hunting with his lady Artemis, he stops immediately to listen. It was coming from just beyond a bushy stand of trees. He fights the urge to run away; his curiosity had gotten the better of him this time. Creeping closer, his blue eyes flick all over the ground, and occasionally up in the trees, in case it had been a squirrel or other small tree-climbing creature.
Imagine his surprise when he finds a young woman slumped on the ground! She looks completely spent, her purple hair clinging to her skin and panting.
"A-are you alright?" asks Namaqua in a quiet voice after a moment of stunned silence.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:10 pm
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[Ah, Lillison is rather shy too so this shall be fun]
After she had finished admiring the beauty of the forest Lillison started to get nervous. The forest was incredibly noisy with strange sounds that were foreign to her, nothing like the quiet beneath the surface of the ocean. Strange squawking of birds, the rustling of leaves, it was all frightening. Then Lillison heard the sound of the ground breaking as something approached. She scrambled awkwardly on her hands and feet to get behind the tree she had rested near and then she saw a strange beast with wild marking on his face, hair all over his body, and two sharp looking protrusions coming from the top of his head. Lillison quivered with fear as her pearly blue eyes trembled, staring up at him, hoping that he had not noticed her, but he looked directly at her and spoke to her. Lillison gulped and barely uttered out a sound, her voice broke through her fear towards the end "I'm just- seeking cover". She managed to say after trying again. Lillison hoped the strange beast would have mercy on her for the duration of the storm.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 9:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:02 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:40 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:45 am
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Namaqua makes sort of a scrunched-up face, the face of one who clearly doesn't believe what he's just heard. He sighs, squeezing his eyes shut, and ruffles his hand through his hair. She was being difficult on purpose, he was sure.
And...why did he care, even?
The answer was simple, of course. His lady Artemis had taught him compassion for living things, even the ones they were hunting. "Will you please come and seek shelter elsewhere?" he asks in a slightly pleading voice. He hopes she'll agree, finally, but even Namaqua doesn't know where he'd lead her. The Great Tree wasn't an option, and was pretty much his only experience with the people of this Isle. He supposed there were others, who were taking shelter in other places, perhaps their homes, but where could he take this unsteady and frightened young woman?
Namaqua keeps his gaze steady. She was shaking, trembling. He could still smell the fear wafting from her. He sighs and rubs his face. Why would she be afraid of him? He isn't that much physically larger than her, and really, Namaqua was the least threatening Faun he'd met. There were many more Fauns more intimidating than he.
Although....perhaps she'd never seen a Faun before. It was conceivable, if she lived in isolation.
"Why do you fear me?" he asks softly, tilting his head curiously. He's mindful of the wind whipping around them, but knowing that she'd never willingly come with him unless she trusted him. He entertains momentarily the thought of just picking her up, but that wouldn't help anything.
[Apparently the muse came back. O-o]
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 9:01 am
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[Ooo, welcome back Mene's muse]
Lillison had looked up from the ground and had noticed the change in his expression and it made her even more nervous, he wasn't angry, but it sort of seemed like he was. Her gaze slowly dropped back to the ground. She almost wanted to jump back into the ocean, it was getting cold and uncomfortable up here. There was damp dirt and dead leaves stuck to her legs and hands from making her way to the forest and sitting on the ground her hair was rather unruly due to the elements. And if he asked her to go any further in seek of shelter she'd have to show him that she was not a good walker, was definitely not from the land, and be even more helpless then she already was in the case that he got hungry. Why on earth had she left the ocean?
Lillison had ignored his question for now, mostly lost in her own thoughts of how to escape back to the ocean... although she could hear the winds picking up through the forest and was almost certain the ocean would be worse then when she had left, especially in that rocky lagoon. Lillison escaped her thoughts just in time to hear his second question, why she was afraid of him. Once again, Lillison's eyes scanned his body: the strange hooves that made him some sort of beast, the wild markings that reminded her of the warning sign of a poisonous fish. There was a lot of reasons she was afraid, although she couldn't just tell him he was a beast, that would be rude. Though, if he was really a beast being rude wouldn't be a bad thing, but he had most certainly been courteous to her. There was no easy answer to this question it seemed, "You are different," she finally said simply, a word loaded with multiple meanings since he was both different from what she had seen in her life and different from what she had expected and feared.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:22 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 6:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 7:55 pm
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"Am I...?" starts Namaqua, shaking his head in bewilderment. What in the Pantheon would give her that idea? It seems so out of context for the faun, so random. And yet, looking into her face, he can see that, at least for her, the fear is well-founded. He ruffles his hand through his hair yet again, beginning to be exasperated with her.
"No, I'm not poisonous," he says in what he hopes is a reassuring voice.
And then there was that second question. How far to shelter. The truth is that he doesn't know where they'd weather this storm. He looks around. The ground seemed all flat through here; no hills for caves or trenches to hide in. "I'm not entirely sure of that one," he answers her second concern. He looks her over. "Why?" Why should she care how far it was? If she continued to think he was dangerous, then why should he be more dangerous further away? Women, thinks Namaqua, trying not to roll his eyes.
"I suppose we'll just have to walk until we find something." The thought of leaving her here does occur to him, but he quickly dismisses it. He isn't cruel, merely cynical at times.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 5:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 11:35 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:50 pm
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