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Post by Marshall on May 22, 2006 23:36:12 GMT -5
- Dressed sharply as usual, I sat on a small wooden seat. I had just walked around a large portion of Babylos (or it seemed large) and I was quite tired. I sat one arm of the back of the seat, my white pants and shirt looking dashing, with my leather choker collar on. I took a sip of a freshly bought bottle of water and revelled in the cool elixir. I gave a small sigh as I leaned my head back, my hair falling backwards in a silky move. I did not have my gloves on, and I had a small silver lined, leather bound book inside was a story written by Eric van Lustbader. A great read. - I heard the crunching steps of a person on gravel as I watched the fading sun fall into the lake, creating a beautiful, timeless image. The sound had come from behind me, but I did not care at the time...the sound stopped, incredibly close to me now. I watched as some blackened birds flew across the scenery, giving it an airy feel of peace and serenity...if I was a monk I would not move for ages. Unfortunately I was not a monk and I had nothing to do so I decided to speak first. I decided to acknowledge the presence. "Hello Stranger...what might you be doing out on such a lovely afternoon" - I closed my eyes as I spoke in my blissfully, clear voice. Elegant words laced in pestilience, of course I was not being kind but wary. I kept my eyes closed, if they moved to attack I would know but I was in no mood for fighting...this view was to pleasant, to beautiful. I opened my eyes and watched as a large water bird gracefully dipped into the water from the sky, watched as it parted the water and sent droplets sparkling high into the air and falling down like small crystal tears. Stunning.
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Post by Talbot Linsorim on May 23, 2006 0:35:51 GMT -5
She had been out for a few hours now. As always she was dressed in her turquoise robes and humming softly. on one should hung a pair of white wings, upon closer examination one could see that Mikon was curled up on the inner pocket of her sleeve- his wings too large to fit in.
Tucking a lock of golden hair behind her ear, she looked over the list of ingredients for the pewter wine she intended to make- she had been running low. She was glad she had only told one person about it- she didn't even know if anyone even knew about the wines- she shrugged as long as no one knew no one could protest or demand. Mikon stirred but didn't come out of her pocket- poor guy was all tuckered out from this week already.
She looked up at someone's word and followed the direction of the gaze, she roused Mikon and he shot after the beautful creature with a small empty vial, catching the crystalline water- expensive ingredients for the future. Mikon buzzed by Michell's head and returned to Talbot, Talbot took the vial and kissed Mikon's head, "Thank you, Mikon."
Mikon chittered softly and tilted his head to the side, Talbot smiled, "Yes, you may go back to sleep." Mikon pressed his mousie nose against Talbot's cheek and tucked back into the sleeve. Talbot set the vial in a pounce on the inside of her corset and smiled, "What a wonderful day."
She paused and looked at the person Mikon had buzzed, "Oh darn, Mikon didn't hurt you did he?"
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Post by Marshall on May 23, 2006 0:54:49 GMT -5
(( May I ask as to why you keep referring to me as Michell?? also my posts wont be 3 Paragraphs 2 at most, but thats cos I am studying at the same time )) - Mikon? Mikon? That name seemed familiar but from where. I closed my eyes again as the female spoke towards me, the voice seemed to be known to me...but from where!?!?! I turned my head and slowly opened my eyes, they dragged up the females body resting on her face. NOW I remember she is from school...If only I could remember her name. I gave her a quaint smile before speaking...hoping I had the name right. My voice was calm and elegant, as always. "Hello Tarot!...wait no! Tanolt, Taron, Tatat...I am sorry I seemed to have forgotten it" - I gave a sheepish grin towards the girl showing I meant no harm. Of course no one knew about me at school so I was hoping she would not take offense. I turned my head back to the water as the pink sun began to light up the lake and lakeside in its warm pinkish hue. It was a pristene moment and worthy of a 'Kodak Moment'. I gave a small sigh, took another sip of my water and watched the birds dip and dive again over the lake. I spoke again, seeming far off in the world. "No no Mikon did not touch me, I did not even see him...so why are you out at this hour?"
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Post by Talbot Linsorim on May 23, 2006 1:51:30 GMT -5
((because I'm obviously so tired I can't spell! I am so sorry! Wow- I feel bad now =.=' sorry I didn't catch it before! And no worries about length- I'm not great at long posts but I promise no to short post! ^^'))
Talbot smiled, "My name is Talbot, Pretty Boy," her tone was playful rather than abusive. Talbot wasn't big on names herself but she couldn't help but wantto laugh at his oddly obvious grace. A smile lighted onto her face as she stepped closer to him.
"You are Marshall- I remember you. You were late to class," she nodded slightly, Mikon shuffling in her sleeve at the sound of his name from a voice not Talbot's, but he stayed in the pocket and gave a little snore.
In response to his question, Talbot moved to face the water and smiled slightly, "I'm simply playing a part in this cities economy- the shops here are very well stocked considering how many merchants they have milling about." She paused, her skirts rustling softly as a small wind kicked up, "Yourself?"
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Post by Marshall on May 23, 2006 2:25:00 GMT -5
" Me, me my dear, I am watching the beauty of the world go by. Nature in full bloom and allowing the beauty to become part of my daily life..." - I gave a soft sigh as I finished speaking. The soft osund of parted water could be heard again as another water fowl joined its companion already on the water. The same glistening crystal tears fluttered up again in the pink light and fell gracefully. These peaceful moments, to me, was what made life worth living, it gave life that extra touch of romanticism. I licked my lips as I finished another large swig of my bottle, it was now half way empty. My left hand came up and swept my hair awy from my eyes, a loose strand falling over my left eye gracefully. It was wierd the way I was...graceful yet fierce, charming yet alone...oh well if this is what was destined for me I could not change it. "...I live for moments like these where I can use natures own magnificence and create something magical with the pen or the brush!" - I lowered my head, a calm, collected grin on my face as nmy hair fell forward. The inky blackness tumbling slowly downwards. I gave a slight laugh as I motioned for Talbot to sit, if she so wished. I looked towards the ground where the shadows from legs mingled with the pinkified grey concrete. Ants crawled over small dints in the concrete. I licked my lips once again, slowly as my eyes moved towards the lush green grass infront of me. I found the strangest comforts in the most odd of beauties...where I found beauty others did not that was just another difference I held with the 'normal' people. Even when the normal wielded all different kinds of magic.
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Post by Talbot Linsorim on May 23, 2006 10:46:05 GMT -5
Talbot made a mental note to make him some lipbalm- all the lip licking would eventually make them chapped and what good what that do anyone? Noticing his gesture to sit, her skirts rustled softly, not disturbing the peace of this day so far. She leaned back after she sat, Mikon shuffling at this new stillness but not coming out yet.
"You have an interesting way of putting things, Pretty Boy."
Talbot took in not the sccenery but the aura is gave, the calm had ripped through her tense mind earlier that day and she had no reason to fight it- there was no need to be tense, there was no fighting to be had and no insane men around- at least that second on she could only hope at.
She pulled a bad of homemade candy from on of her pouches and set it between them. The bag had been charmed to be clear as glass but as flexible as cloth, the candy within was oddly shaped but a rainbow of colors. Talbot had spent many hours making them- this batch was made with the hopes of converting the rose wine into a solid candy- but the wine itself was so spread out in the recipe it took nearly a whole bag in order to gain the reviatalizing effects. She took a piece for herself and popped it into her mouth to show it was alright to eat.
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