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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 5:44 pm
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In her endless world, clean, sterile and lifeless, she was at home. White is the best term for the lack of color, though she could take things she liked from other places through her mirror to splash the color. Here, things were timeless, almost ageless. The only reason she grew was because she left, or that was her understanding of it.
Time sense the party had passed her memories of it all but forgotten. What was not forgotten was the curiosity it had reawakened her. Finally, she sighed and started to recall the windows that were to other creatures their mirrors. Just about any glass that can reflect works. That was truly endless. Once out of boredom she tried to count how many there were. She gave up after seven thousand.
Floating from one to another, the blue fae reminded herself to be careful, to stay back enough that they couldn't see her. Sure, no one could hurt her where she was, nothing could; however, some pae might cover up her windows.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:29 am
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Montana watched this strange male(?), moving perhaps a bit too close as she tried to make sense of him. She'd only seen a hand full of pae where any sort of clothing, and a dress on a male just didn't look right. Shaking her head, she couldn't believe the wacky pae that have seemed to pop up. Even more so, what was he? She'd seen, in passing, another pae with wings like his but what were they? Lookled like fae and what else? Demon perhaps, or where they their own seperate thing?
Hard to picture one of her race mingling with a demon or angle common folk enough to breed with them.
When he blew a kiss, she was too close but didn't realize it. More out of mocking, and the false sense of security, she blew a kiss right back at him. At this point she had ventured just close enough that a she could be seen in similiar clarity to the reflection of someone standing just close enough to have a reflection. The blue of her skin helped her to blend in with the mirror's surface, but it wasn't exactly perfect camouflage.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:52 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 10:34 am
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 4:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 8:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 8:26 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2009 3:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 8:23 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 10:25 am
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Montana jumped back; if gravity were present she would have fallen over. Her hands were on her ears leaving balancing an act of environment. One was too close when they can hear what is being said, the whole 'I can't hear you' was not a good idea in retrospect.
Did some one..'Tana had to pause when he asked that. She looked rightfully disturbed; the thought of anyone having her powers was bothersome. It was worse that her mirror world could be considered a prison. No one knew of her world, as far as she knew, he probably meant being locked in just this one mirror.
Putting a tremble to her voice she responded, "I can hear you. He-he locked me in here. I..I need help!" And I don't need acting classes; her mind was whirling as this little experiment evolved. Just how was she going to pull something off? Being 'rescued' could work, but then messing with this pae again would be more of a challenge. One, she was up for. Plots formed, all she needed was more information on him and every time he turned around, things would change. Take something here, put something there, it could break up the boredom of everyday life.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 10:45 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:46 pm
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To buy time, the mirror fae looked around as if looking out for someone. Think, 'tana, Think! "Korasoff." Squeezing her staff, she berated herself for coming up with the name of a character in a Narcissus related book she had read. Really now, the Fae of Mirrors and the first thing that comes to mind is Narcissus. Better she didn't go with the name Narcissus. She was very sure he'd see through her if she had, better to be obscure. "His name is Korasoff, I do not know what he goes by right now, but that is his real name." It would be a pity if someone was actually named that, oh she wanted to be there if there were. It would be vastly amusing, seeing some poor confused pae get accused of locking a pae in a mirror. Here’s to hoping this pae wasn't a fan of Stendhal.
Looking around once more, she bit her lower lip, an action she had seen some to call cute, and fluttered her wings to create some movement, "I need a bracelet." As she moved her staff, the idea formed, a way to mess with this guy in the future if he proved intriguing. "He used a bracelet of stolen power to lock me here, made of different colored shells. They were small enough to fit a bracelet for a king, but I fear he broke it." Sighing heavily, her eyes went out the window the mirror faced, forlorn.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 5:35 pm
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Nodding when he said the name back, correctly, she fought to keep a straight face. Looking around once more, she eyes carefully as if worried that just by saying the name she would evoke the evil, Korasoff.
He had a good question, where were the pieces? How long would it take her to go searching for a shell bracelet? Happy with the thought, she jerked back as if something startled her, with wide eyes she responds with quickness to her tone, "I hear something, I'll be right back. Please, don't leave." Giving him a softer look, she backed away until her image faded from the mirror.
It was good timing, holding in her laughter was not as easy as she would have expected. Laughing to herself, she turned and started going through the bedroom mirrors, careful to single out the one with the pink male to return to.
There were plenty of beach loving pae, shouldn't be hard to steal from one of them. Going for the ones with the lei or bottles of sand for decoration on the window, she carefully made sure there was no one on that side before she approached. It took more time then she expected the first three bracelets she saw didn't fit her description; one was painted silver and gold, another purple and blue. The third were natural colored, still not what she was looking for. Finally, there it was, sitting where it looked like it was meant to be picked up again. The being on the other side looked like they were sleeping, afternoon nap she supposed.
Sneaking up once more, she reached out of the mirror and snatched the bracelet, knocking over some glass bottle of something in the process. Spooked, she darted up, it was the fastest way to get out of sight in case her little theft was detected.
Counting mirrors, she went three rooms down from the one he was using and broke the bracelet. It was made with some sort of elastic, like a cheap child's toy but the texture felt real. For a moment, she didn't want to let the smoothed surface go, texture was very uncommon in her world. Giving in, she put a forth of the shells on the dresser of the empty room, down two more rooms and another third were set. The last one was just one room down, start off easy then make it harder. With the last piece placed, her hand came back out of the rippling mirror and back into the safety of her world.
Satisfied, she turned and zoomed back to the mirror that she left the pink male. Floating back into view she spoke, confident he was still there, "Its safe now." The little trip gave her more time to think, flesh out this story a bit.
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