<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td> — underlined bracketed speech = telepathy-speech.</td></tr></table> <blockquote><font style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px;"><p align=justify>A sigh pierced the air with a bit of anger attending to it. Her patience was beginning to wear thin and Gemini just didn't know what to do. She wasn't going to carry the other 'dragon, despite how much smaller and notably lighter she would have been, although there was a level of empathy that seemed to break through that and suggest it. Again, she gestured with the sweats in her hand, hoping that the pink thill wouldn't be so distracted that she couldn't attend to grabbing them. <u>{ <b style="color: #269546;">"Yes, it does,"</b> }</u> Gemini returned, but further thought to herself: <i style="color: #269546;">"Hopefully this will reinforce her going to the doctor."</i> and then she looked around the inwards of the Temple for a moment, another sigh finding it's way out of her muzzle. <b style="color: #269546;">"You know, this might have happened because you've angered Tanastlasei,"</b> she said quietly, plopping down on the cold stone floor of the temple, her coyotl ears cupping forward sharply, green eyes attentively watching the feydragon. <i style="color: #269546;">"Let that be a lesson,"</i> she reckoned mentality.</p></font></blockquote>
Jyta's ankle hurt so much now, she barely registered what Gem said. She did hear the name Tanastlasei. <span style='color:pink'>"Who's that?"</span> She grabbed her sweats started biting them to rip off a piece of fabric to bind her ankle with. <span style='color:pink'>"Mmf... who's Tanast- however you say it?"</span> At least that's what she thought she said. Her mouth was too full of fabric to know.
<blockquote><font style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px;"><p align=justify>Now, Gemini did know that not every pendragon was keen on reading about gods, and goddesses, and she was sure that there were a few that didn't even follow religion – she for one didn't – but everyone had to have known who Tanastlasei was, or at least she figured that everyone knew. <b style="color: #269546;">"Do you even know who this Temple is for?"</b> she said easily, her brow quirking sharply, although her words were not agitated. <b style="color: #269546;">"Didn't your parents ever tell you about this place, how people come to find peace by follow those chalk lines over there?"</b> and her hand gestured at the white lines that were, which naturally lead to the sprialing path down the way.</p></font></blockquote>
Her mouth still full of fabric, she shook her head no. Finally ripping a piece off, she began to bind her ankle. <span style='color:pink'>"I grew up in th Ky'Datudk Mountains. My parents didn't worship at all, so I didn't either. But I can't ask them about it. They.... died..... a few years ago I guess the vision didn't help me tell when it was......."</span> she babbled on. She finished binding her ankle and stood. <span style='color:pink'>"I think that's better now. At least I can stand up."</span> She tried to take a few steps. Her ankle still throbbed, but not as much now.
<blockquote><font style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px;"><p align=justify>Ky'Datudk Mountains... Gemini had never been there, although the name did sound a little familiar. She must have read it on a map somewhere while she had been flying around at one time, but she didn't know. Flicking her bottlebrush tail again, she coiled it around her side for a moment, green eyes going to look at the tip of the tail for a moment before she swept it back rather passively. <b style="color: #269546;">"I'm sorry to hear about your parents,"</b> she said rather solemnly, debating what more to say, when Jyta managed to stand up. Gemini joined her, and smiled politely, smoothing out her hoodie as she did so. <b style="color: #269546;">"Well, at least there's something good going for you,"</b> the sandy thill started up on a better note, eyes drifting to the ceiling, peering at the glass dome and noting that the rain had stopped. <b style="color: #269546;">"And, the rain has stopped. Maybe we can get out of here now, eh?"</b> she asked, resting a hand on her hip as she returned her gaze back to the pink thill. She wasn't too sure if Jyta went to the academy or not, but she figured that she might have, since she had minor skills in some sort of medicine from the style of bandage that she had done. <b style="color: #269546;">"I flew here with a craft that I borrowed, so maybe I could give you a lift somewhere?"</b> </p></font></blockquote>
Her pink eyes filled with tears. No one had really cared about her or her parents before. <span style='color:pink'>"A ride would be great. I was accepted to Janardan a few weeks ago. Can you fly me there? I'd walk but...."</span> She gestured to her ankle.
<blockquote><font style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px;"><p align=justify><b style="color: #269546;">"Oh, you're at Janardan too?"</b> Gemini asked, a hint of surprise that was in her voice. brushing a stray lock of hair out of her eyesight. <b style="color: #269546;">"And, I could take you back there... I wouldn't recommend walking while the weather's prone to changing randomly like it does,"</b> she said with a hesitant laugh, wondering how long it would be before the weather changed again. Uncomfortable with the slightly teary eyed 'dragon, Gemini shuffled her feet for a moment, sandy head looking to the doorway. <b style="color: #269546;">"Well, if you think you can hobble outside with me okay, we'll get going."</b> she said, a bit passively. </p></font></blockquote>
<span style='color:pink'>"Hobbling!"</span> <span style='color:pink'>Gaah that sounded so stupid.</span> She took a few tentative steps. <span style='color:pink'>"All right, that's better. At least I can walk now."</span> <span style='color:pink'>"Actually, I hate school.. but seeing as I have no where else to go now..."</span> Her eyes started stinging again. She looked down. <span style='color:pink'>"Anyway, thanks for taking me there now."</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>— wow, i am teh slow. o__< i'm sorry about the godawful wait, eh. life's been kind of busy/hectic/depressing. ^^;;</td></tr></table> <blockquote><font style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px;"><p align=justify>A pang of emotion managed to leak it's way into the expression on Gemini's face, and while she had both a small smile, there was a slight frown to it, and she shuffled uncomfortably. <b style="color: #269546;">"It's no problem, really."</b> she said, trying her best to kick the frown off of her face, <b style="color: #269546;">"Besides, I wouldn't feel right if I let you wander around with an injury – despite how rude you might be, heh."</b> she said, adjusting her glasses on her face while they descended the short steps of the Temple. While the sun had broken the dark, omnious sky that lingered off in the distance, a low rumble of thunder slipping in during their silence, Gemini still felt a little uneasy with what they had ahead of them, granted that she hadn't landed directly near the Temple. When she had, it had been decent outside, but the weather was quite prone to changing, she had gathered off-handedly. Regardless, the path was pleasant and she knew that it wouldn't be too far off that she had left the aircraft sitting. Shoving her hands into her pockets, the sandy thill mused inwardly for a moment.</p></font></blockquote>
