Learning to fall

<font color='#32CD32'>OOC: the details listed here about Tenebres are not powerplaying/metaplaying, Chuya (who plays both Etincelle and Tenebres) told me them on chat.
BIC:

Turon replied to Tenebres "I gleaned your name from your sleeping mind. I swear, that ws the only information I took from you, I promise! I have done nothing to Etincelle, that I promise you as well, I know only that she passed out when the two of your minds cast at the same time. I believe her friend Lucas was trying to heal her when I left to find you. However, his suppy of power which he was passing me in order to be able to go this far to reach you has almost run out, and i need de get back quickly, I sense that something there has gone wrong. Will you come back with me in your physical form? I promise you, this is no trick! I have known Etincelle for many decades now and would do nothing do harm her or those she cares about! Please will you come? There are many mysteryies about the two of you. If I am correct in my hunch that you too are searching for your family, then may I suggest to that given your striking resemblence to Etincelle, you two may be related? You tow are exactly identical, save that she is blue where you are green. Please will return bodily with me? I promise you that if you want to go back later we will let you do so and even aid you if you wish. Please?"</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>"Etincelle!!!" Turon roares, angier even when Lucas had been continally poking barbs at him earlier. The he suddenly took in Lucas lying crumpled on the ground. "There is little I can do to help him," he said more gently. "He will come around eventually, and then we will see, but until then neither of us can do anything. But please, I think I have found a clue to your missing past. Iam speaking, of course, of Tenebres. You have not seen him, but I have, and the resemblence between the two of you is unmistakable. If you help me, I believe we can teleport him here, between the two of us we should be able to manage. And he may be able to further help our friend Lucas here. will you help me? I have more experience in these kind of jobs, so I will lead, but I can only do it if you agree to help. Will you?"</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>Suddenly a noise made Mirna catch her breath. Then the familiar form of Jeffrey rounding the bend in the path leading up to their cave came in sight, and Mirna breathed a sigh of relief and ran to him to greet him.
"Hello love," he said as Mirna nuzzled him. "You seem excited. What's up?"
"Oh Jeff, Jeff, I think I have found our dear Tenebres!" cried Mirna, who tended to be rather melodramatic in her moments.
Jeffrey, or Jeff as he was often called, dropped the three reyhants he was carrying in his mouth and stared at her.
"Mirna..." He said slowly, shaking his head, "how do you know? Have you any proof?"

The two pendragons offset each other well. Mirna was passionate, dramatic, often impractical, and tended to rush headlong into things without thinking; Jeff was often too cynical and  skeptical and unbelieving, but he was practical in the extreme, and more cautious than his wife.

They were striking in lools as well. Both black, they were both large for pendragons, and each was also rather more powerful magic-wise than many. Mirna had red markings, except for her feet where unusual white lines ran down from about her knee and across her splayed toes. Jeff had vivid blue markings all over, but it was such a deep blue that in parts it looked almost green.

Now, Mirna explained in a quivering voice, "Jeff, you know I have been searching in the parallel world of magic for years now to locate both of our children. Finally I have found one who thinks of himself as 'Tenebres'. You know it is an unusual name - but anyway, I was not strong enough to go all the way to meet him, he is very far away..." and her voice trailed off wistfully.

Jeff allowed himself a rare moment of joy unadulterated by skepticism. If it really was him...but no, the odd's were too great, it couldn't be...but it was worth a try anyway.
"Alright, Mirna, I will help you...and though I see you have already done so, try not to get your hopes up too high, you know thje odds of it being him are rather slim... but anyway, we need to each first  to replenish out strength - after that, yes, love, after that we shall see if it really is him. But first, eat and rest. Come on." and, picking up the rheyhants again, he strode purposely into the cave, Mirna trailing behind him.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Lucas cried out and started pawing at his head.  He continued to hear screaming.  But it was somehow silence.  It made no sense to him.  He wanted it all to stop.  His head twisted in the dirt as he cried out.  

"Stop stop stop..." Became his mantra.</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>"Good," Turon said, considerably relieved. He had been not at all sure that Etincelle wouldn't argue for staying with Lucas at all times. "Come with me then." He reached out and mentally pulled her blurred form with him into the parallel. Come on he telepathed to her, and, drawing on her overflowing source of magic, he made the leap to where Tenebres was. Tenebres, he called to the other pendragon, I have brought Etincelle with me that you can see that I spoke the truth. But please, our friend, Lucas, is hurt and in need of a healer, soon, and we had to leave him alone and unconcious back at our camp - we need to get back as soon as we can. wont you please come with us? We need to talk, or rather, you and etincelle especially need ot talk, but we can't leave lucas alone for long...please come back with us? Turon realized he was babbling and made himself shut up and let Etincelle do the talking. He was her relation after all, not his.</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>Turon breathed a sigh of relief at Tenebres aquiescence. He had been not at all sure that Tenebres wasn't going to turn out to be every inch as stuborn as his relative [Etincelle].
   "Follow me then," he said to the two others. Closing his eyes, he reached out again, and, drawing heavily on Etincelle's power this time, he locked his mind with Tenebres before making the leap back to their camp, where Lucas was still lying in the same position. Looking around to make sure Etincelle and Tenebres had made it ok, he smiled at them and motioned with his head at Lucas. "That's Lucas," he told Tenebre. "Can you help him?"</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Lucas groaned and shook.  He kicked out his legs and his one leg made contact with Turons front shin.  He groaned and continued to claw at his brain.  It hurt.</font>

 

<font color='#0000FF'>Lucas opened his doey eye.  He looked around.  The pain had stopped.  For that he was thankful.  He got up and sat on his butt.  He tried to smile.

"thanks..."</font>

 

<font color='#32CD32'>Turon nodded to Lucas, unwilling to show how concerned he had been for the pendragon. "Lucas. Welcome back. This here is Tenebres, he's the one been probing Etincelle, and we lucked out - not only is he a Healer but he was willing to come help us out. Lucas, Tenebres." He nudged Etincelle for her to say something. After all, she knew Lucas much better than he himself did, and Tenebres was obviously her brother or some close cousin - they were too obviously close in age for one to be the other's parent.

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Jeff shook himself. He smiled as he looked over at his mate, for despite Mirna's eagerness to look for her children as soon as possible, she was fast asleep. He licked her cheek to wake her up and nudged her with ihs nose. "Mirna. Time to wake up, sweetie."
Mirna yawned and shook her head to clear it of sleep, and sat up. Stretched, then bounded to her feet eagerly. "Let's go then."
Together they walked over to their cave's entrance. Closed their eyes. "Show me." Jeff commanded, and felt Mirna's mind reach out to his. Wrapping himself gently around the tendril she had sent, he felt her search in her mind for that same presence that she had felt earlier - now that she had the feel of that mind, it was possible. There! she exclaimed, triumphant, and Jeff reached out as well, hopeful. Yes, that mind very much belonged to a Tenebres, but was it his own dear boy? They would have to talk to him to find out, but Jeff was hopeful. Tenebres was an extremely uncommon name. But... I don't understand, he heard Mirna murmur. He's miles away from where he was last time...
Someone must have transported him there then Jeff replied, ever practical. Here, follow me, I'll show you a useful trick I learned once from a chap. And he took over the lead from Mirna, and glided through Tenebres mind, passing a blind eye over his thoughts so as not to be violating his privacy, until he and Mirna were looking through Tenebres' eyes.
What they saw made Mirna giddy with excitement. Etincelle! she cried to Jeff. My own dear Etincelle! I'd recognize her anywhere! And Tenebres too, oh, Jeff, I'm sure this must be them!
Jeff too recognized his own children, and he felt a pang of pure joy go through him, that made him want to leap and shout for pure joy, but he restrained himself, although barely.
I know, dear heart, I too recognize our children. But look at the two pendragon's with them. Our Tenebres here has just finished a Healing, you can tell it from the feel of his mind (Jeff was more intuitive/telepathic, his power more harnassed and refined, than his mate, although Mirna had more raw power than anyone Jeff had ever known). And that fellow lying on the ground there must be the one he just Healed. That last type looks rather shady though... allthough his face has a curious nonchalance, a frankness, in it that shady types don't usualy have...o well, looks can be deceiving after all. But come, shall we establish a contact?
Mirna was ecstatic. Oh yes!! Jeff, let's, please??
Jeff chuckled at his mates tendency to rush into things. Yes, dear. Let me take the initiative though. Here, I'll direct the talk simultaneously to Tenebres and Etincelle, yet leave it open for the other two to hear. Alright?
Meanwhile Mirna had done a little preliminary scouting. Jeff, the one on the ground, his name is Lucas, the other is Turon. Oh, oh, fine, but do hurry up about it!
Jeff concentrated. Tenebres, Etincelle, he chimed in their heads, with an undercurrent acknowledgement to the other two pendragons. He let them all hear his chuckle as he continued I don't expect you to necessarily believe me, but I am you father. Etincelle, you were stolen from us at birth, he said, his voice darkening, then continued and you, Lucas, we were obliged to send away as a mere infant when your mother and I were forced to flee for our lives. We'll tell you the rest in more detail, but we need to group physically – strong as your mother and I are, our magic does not last forever. Can you two - maybe with a little help from your friends here - reel us in to you? Oh, and by the way, he added, chuckling, almost as an afterthought, I am Jeff, and your mother, who is also with me _ yes, I'm Mirna, please do believe us! Mirna interjected, pleading. Imagine having to plead with your children for them to accept you as their mother, she thought! But she had seen stranger things in her time. Please, won't you at least meet with us?</font>