<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Timestamp:Tessera (Autumn), 81379 day 29 Who:Telea Stormbrand Warnings:Intened to be pg 13 or older</td></tr></table> Telea sat freezing, she had her wings pulled against her. "<span style='color:blue'>What the fuck did I decide to do when I got here?</span>" she snapped at herself, she wasn't made for heat, but she didn't like coldness either. Panting she slid down and found a cave. She entered the cave cautiosly. She noticed there was no one here and sat, she wanted to relax.
Vyjats was standing outside, alone, in the cold, his tail wrapped around his grey legs. "Oh, cold", he said, stating the abvious. He looked around, for a warm place, not that he thought there would be one in a place like this. A cave, just in front of him, looked very appealing at that moment. He started moving slowly, until he got to the entrance. Looking around, he shouted: "Hello?!". excpecting no one to answer him.
Looking up with a start she thought "<span style='color:blue'>Who would be here?</span>" She ajusted her position. "<span style='color:blue'>Ummm just little old me</span>" she said shyly. She could make out the figure of a male 'dragon slightly older than her.
Vyjats took a step back, and then a step forward. There is someone here, he thought suprisingly. He always thought no one will evercome here. But, on the other hand, he himself came here. He took a few steps forward, so he could recognize the figure of a small pendragon, probably a female. "Little old you. Huh.", he said blankly, thinking if he should giggle or not. By the tone in her voice, he realized it isn't a Pendragon who would do anything to him. But, just in case, he took a few more steps, carefully.
She chuckled and shifted, it was cold. "<span style='color:blue'>Ok maybe not little old me, my name is Telea</span>" she said, and chuckled. She hoped this 'dragon had humor, because she would like to be friends. She transmuted some rocksinto wood and said. "<span style='color:blue'>Can you make fire?</span>"
Vyjats walked a little closer and sat down quietly, smiling. Now, he could see her face clearly. "Actually, I do", he said, grinning widely. He knew it sounded like he was bragging, but he couldn't control it. He pointed his "finger" towards the small wood and a small flame of fire burst out of it and lighted the wood quickly. "Here you go", he said, and leaned backwards on his palms. Long time since I used that, he thought shortly.
She felt better with the fire, then she saw the 'dragon, he was about as tall as her when she was bipedal. She sighed, she loved fire, "<span style='color:blue'>You hungry, I have some frozen food in my backpack</span>" she offered.
Just as she mentioned food, he noticed how hungry he was. He felt like his stomach is eating itself. "Yes, I am hungry", he said, hoping he's not looking too hungry. He leaned forward, holding his stomach tightly. "What do you got?", he asked her impatiently, staring constantly at her bag. He was very hungry, and food might worm him up, which will be even better.
She fished out some bread, cheese, and sliced meat, wich had been frozen by her visit here and in her mind she said "<span style='color:blue'>Damnit, I forgot the vegetables</span>" She layed the food onto a blanket and said, "<span style='color:blue'>Make a sandwitch and thaw it</span> she smiled, it was quite funny really, her food was frozen.
"Thank you", he said happily, grabbing two slices of bread, squeezing one slice of yellow cheese between them. "Oh, and I'm Vyjats", he introduced himself, suddenly remembering he hadn't done that earlier, when she introduced herself. He took his sandwich, if you can call it that, and put him next to the fire. Then he took a small slice of frozen meat, and pinned it on a sharp stick. laying it above the small fire, and waited. "What are you doing here, anyway?", he asked her. He was amazed this question hadn't poped into his mind earlier. There's no reason for someone to be in a place this cold and lonely.
"<span style='color:blue'>You know, I've forgotten, so I decided to find a place to camp, until io remembered</span>" she said. She melted some cheeses on a slice of bread over the fire, and began wolfing it down, she was starving.
"You forgot?!", he said, suprised. How coud someone forget the reason he came to a place like this. Weird, he thought, and felt a sudden urge to say something about this... amnesia, but finally, decided not to. Vyjats Grabbed the small "sandwich" he made a few moments ago, and took a quite big bite of it, leaving part of the cheese wobbling from the bread. "It's... Nice", he said. It didn't really taste nice. Actually, it tasted quite disgusting. Maybe the meat would be better, he thought. However, He didn't really though it would taste better.
"<span style='color:blue'>My mother and brother wern't good at remembering things either.</span>" she shuddered at the taste of her food "<span style='color:blue'>What happend to my food?!</span>" she thought.
"So it's genetic", he said wisely, and ate the wobbling cheese. Touching his slice of meat, he decided it's not quite ready yet. Too bad, meat would probably taste better. "Are you sure you want to stay here until you'll remember the reason you came here for?", he asked her. He knew for sure that he doesn't wanna stay here. "I mean, don't you wanna go to a place... Warmer?", he suggested, giggling at his own "joke". Although it wasn't really funny, it was logical.
"<span style='color:blue'>I figured I would remember sooner or later, but yeah, i was goiing to leave after.... I remember why i'm, here, my mother said there were some machinia parts here that she needed, she wanted me to find them.</span>" she said, She looked at a map from her backpack. It was an old, hand drafted map.
"So... Your mother sent you all the way here, for some machina parts?", Vyjats asked, suprised. "It's a dangerous place", he added, as he can't find a reason for a mother to send her child to a place like this. "Why your mother need these parts?", he asked with curiosity. He looked at Telea, taking a big bite from his sandwich, almost biting his own "fingers", without even noticing. Another thought poped into his mind. Why Telea hadn't asked about his reason for being her, but he decided it was for the best, and his thought went back to Telea's mother. Well, he also decided it was for the best, because he didn't want Telea to think he was an idiot. And saying his reason for being in ths cold place, will definatley make her think that way.
"<span style='color:blue'>my mother is, elderly, she can't come to places like this, she would have sent my brother...but he's an idiot.</span>" she said munching on her food. "<span style='color:blue'>My mother needs, these parts because she repars and makes machinia.</span>"
"An idiot, huh?", Vyjats said, and laughed, but not loudly, as he sometimes does. Munching his last bite from the sandwich, he took his almost burnt slice of meat out of the fire, and putting it next to him, so it will cool down a bit. "Still, she sent you all the way here? Aren't there other places with machina parts?", he asked, interested. It seemed weird. Why would she sent her here, from all places. It's just... Starnge. "It's strange", he said, confessing his own thoughts. Maybe it wasn't such a smart thing to do.
She held out some blueprints "<span style='color:blue'>She's making this with a fellow tech</span>" the print said 'A.I. ... or worse?' she shuddered, "<span style='color:blue'>I agree with her friend, she has gone crazy this time, the thing is building it's self.</span>"
"Building itself?!", he said, suprised. He didn't really know if he should be suprised. He don't know a lot about machina. Well, he doesn't know anything at all. Only what everyone else knows. "You work with machina, too? Like your mother?", he changed the subject slightly. He didn't want to talk about machina. He might end this conversation as a fool.
