<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td><span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:gray'>Who: http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=1300Fey'yore</a> Date: 25th Tessera 81382 15:45 <span style='color:red'>Warning may some bad language.</span> </span></td></tr></table> </span> The city made Fey nervous. Water everywhere the pressure absent. Fey'yore wandered aimlessly He'd caught the speed train to Aurius to surprise Mia only to find her not there. A wasted journey, wasted energy. He looked around the city ignoring the water backdrop. Popping into a few shops buying crystals, jewellery and school supplies. <span style='color:purple'>"Now what then?"</span> Grumbling into the air as he sat on a bench facing the ocean. Sitting there trying to face an old fear. His bags placed between his legs full of shining things. He was far too much like a girl, taking salvation in shopping, hiding the nauseousness with the glint of something shiny.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>A fluffy burgundy tail swayed from side to side. The bubbles' reflection casted small dots of ever-changing ethereal light onto amber orbs. This Pendragon adored water, and all that it contained. The jewels set closely together in this one's facial structure turned to peer over its shoulder, mainly in wonder...to see if any others took in this beauty as this female did. They curled up on a bench, with their electric green tail flame casting a gentle glow upon their slim frame, and lids fell over her doe eyes. Gentle snores came from her mouth, and the reflections of ripples from outside skipped over her.</span></div></div> <span style='color:orange'><span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>O.o I really don't know what else to write...sorry. Oh, also, can characters swear?</td></tr></table> </span>
Fey'yore stared out at the blue nothingness. He admired its niceness, blue's mingled with black and purple. How the colours blended and merged around the surface of the city. He glanced at the Thill as she sat down with what looked like awe on her face. <span style='color:purple'>"Yes I suppose it's okay if you like water."</span> Laughing until he noticed she was asleep. Fey slid the bags to the side making a rustling sound. It wasn't a loud noise but enough to echo across the area. He pulled out a small orb of deep blue smiling as he lifted it to face height, peering into the depths. Small objects always helped distract him from his fears. He remembered what Miacra said to him once. <span style='color:orange'>"You'll have to face that fear sometime Fey. You'll love swimming. Really."</span> <span style='color:purple'>"God's this city is irritating."</span> He groaned putting his head in his hands. The orb was placed on the top of his foot in case he wanted to use it. The colours from the field making him a deeper shade of purple, as he chewing on the tip of one of his braids. <span style='font-size:8pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:gray'>Ooc: Yes you can.</span></span>
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>That rustling alerted Llina. She leapt straight up, onto all fours, and wagged her tail like an excited puppy. "Who are you?" she grinned, tilting her head at him and gazing at his violet eyes.</span></div></div>
The sudden movement jolted Fey's sense of safety. Flicking his foot up and the orb with it in surprise. He looked over to her, who'd already stared into his eyes as he looked. <span style='color:purple'>"Me? I'm Fey."</span> Breaking the eye contact to look into the air for the orb. ten seconds later it came back down for him to catch it. The arden caught it deftly before smiling at her. <span style='color:purple'>"Your an excitable one aren't you?"</span> Picking up his bags and walking over to her his ring showing highlighted by the jewellery he'd covered himself in.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>"Hey!" she waved exuberantly. "I'm Llina!" She caught a glimpse of glinting jewellery and darted up to him. She stood a great deal shorter than him, even as a biped. She ruffled her fiery hair with slight nervousness. Inquisitive as she was, she had only just met this 'dragon. "So why're you here?"</span></div></div>
<span style='color:purple'>"Because."</span> Groaning to himself. <span style='color:purple'>Yes very excitable.</span> <span style='color:purple'>"To surprise visit my fiancé though as it turns out she's at her grandparents."</span> He couldn't resist the chuckle that left his lips. The look on his face when her friends told him was a mixture of shock and relief. <span style='color:purple'>"What about you?"</span> Carrying on past her to sit down dumping his bags on the bench.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>"I'm on holiday!" She cried out cheerfully, then suddenly thought. "Wow, you're getting married?" She followed him to the bench, but her triangular ears twitched a little, and she just realised he'd asked her a question. "Oh, I'm on a holiday-sort-of-thing," she beamed, but the wagging of her fluffy tail slowed to a gentle sway. She couldn't help blurt out "Where is she? Why don't you meet her?" and quickly covered her mouth. "I'm sorry, I'm being so nosy..." She simply stared at her feet.</span></div></div>
<span style='color:purple'>"Visit? That was why I am here."</span> He placed the orb into the bag with the rest of his shopping. <span style='color:purple'>"Well good for you."</span> Smiling up at her. Sitting where he was she was almost his height. <span style='color:purple'>"Why come to this bubble of a city?"</span> It was a mundane and idle conversation but it cured his boredom. <span style='color:purple'>"Any idea what your going to do here?"</span> Fey pulled out his phone checking the time, sighing at just the amount of hours till the next train.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>"No idea whatsoever! I'm just enjoying the view," she grinned again, turning back to the water outside and ogling it with her gem-like eyes. "I actually have no idea where anything is here." "What's the time?" she blinked.</span></div></div>
He looked down at his phone again. <span style='color:purple'>"Four, thirty. A good two hours until my next train."</span> Fey followed her gaze to the water, shuddering visibly. <span style='color:purple'>"I hate the water. Every thing about it from the feeling to the taste."</span> Looking away from the dreaded liquid, his mind reeling from the idea of all that water pressing against the material. One crack and that would be the end of him. <span style='color:purple'>"Want to walk around for a bit? I don't know my way here either."</span> Smiling at her as he picked up the bags.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>"Four thirty! Two hours? Woohoo!" She gave him a hefty poke in the arm. "Water's good for you." Her tail wagged at her offer. "Sure, I'll wander around with you."</span></div></div> <span style='color:orange'><span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>*brain fart from too much RPing*</td></tr></table> </span>
Fey looked over to her after yelping from the poke. <span style='color:purple'>"Good. Though don't poke me."</span> <span style='color:purple'>"No it's not good for you. It drowns, it soaks, it's tasteless, colourless It is death in liquid form."</span> Saying the words that appeared when he first touched water all those years ago. When he nearly drowned in a bath. <span style='color:purple'>"I hate water and it hates me."</span> He widened the plastic on the bags so he could put them on his shoulder.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>Llina decided to get into one of her philosophical moods. "You have to learn to swim with the water, not against it." Dancing round the area like a loon, she gained a lot of curious and dirty looks, to which she replied by sticking out her tongue and laughing. "See?" How her motions were a guide in how to swim was anyone's guess. But it made sense in her mind. "Me, I don't love water, and I don't hate it. It's part of life. All wet and pretty," she rambled on.</span></div></div>
Fey watched her run around curiously. <span style='color:purple'>Just what have you gotten yourself into Fey?</span> He laughed at the looks the people around them gave her. <span style='color:purple'>I don't remember being that odd.</span> <span style='color:purple'>"Thats why I have this."</span> He held up a book for her to see. "How to conqour your fear of water." An odd book to find on sale in a city like this. But something he dearly needed. Fey walked ahead hoping she'd follow him.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>"Pah!" she stated. "Theory's fine, but practice is better!" She continued her skipping, running and doing a few cartwheels along the way. it didn't help that she nearly kicked passers by in the face or tripped over. "Ow..." she pulled a silly pout at her new purple friend. Rubbing her foot, she identified what had knocked her off balance. A large, round gem sat in the middle of the path. Llina pressed her face close and sniffed the item, her tail waving wildly in the air. "Whoo! What do you think it is?"</span></div></div>
Fey was in a fit of laughter at her random mode of personal travel. <span style='color:purple'>"You should be more careful around people."</span> He walked over after seeing her bowl over whining. <span style='color:purple'>"That is.....obviously someone elses."</span> Fey picked it to look better.<span style='color:purple'>Hmmm garnet. And very well polished.</span> He showed her the shop barcode sticker on the back. <span style='color:purple'>" We should hand this in.Whoevers it is would be looking for it."</span> Fey expected a low whine from her knowing she'd want to keep it.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>And whine she did. It was much like a dog's. "But it's red and shiiiiny!" her own precious eyes were glued to this gem. Then she thought for a moment. "May I at least have the barcode sticker pleasey?"</span></div></div>
Fey'yore looked at her confused. <span style='color:purple'>My God she's odd.</span> He peeled off the sticker carefully memorizing the shop name and item code. <span style='color:purple'>"Oooookay then."</span> He walked over to her with a sly smile. <span style='color:purple'>"You can have the sticker."</span> He pressed the rectangular bar code sticker to her forehead.
<div style="display:table;margin:0 auto;width:500px;border:1px solid #fff;background: #000 url(http://greywolf.critter.net/images/iron ... mental.jpg) no-repeat top left;"><div style="float:right;width:300px;padding: 10px;border-left:1px solid #000;background-image:url(http://gallery.artofgregmartin.com/tuts ... ges/01.jpg)"><span style='color:red'>An odd mix of sounds were emitted from her vocal chords; various whoops and yelps of excitement. She prodded the sticker on her forehead with glee. It was a good idea to not take these things near her, especially if they were shiny and red, but she still managed to obtain them anyway. Continuing her dancing, she managed to cross the area much faster than any normal Pendragon should, due to her hyperactivity. She charged back to Fey'yore, as fast as he legs could carry her. "Who do you think the thingy belongs to?" she enquired.</span></div></div>
