<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Timestamp: 19 Mia, evening Character: Lukia Rlattapp, 19 BIPED Clothes: Just wearing a black velvet cloak to try and keep extra warm Location: Acadamy Courtyard (maybe wandering elsewhere...) Weather: Snow & very cold. Italics- personal thoughts ~Italics plus the wiggle line- Telepathy~ Bold- speech OPEN FOR ALL :) </td></tr></table> Lukia had wrapped the cloak around her, the black velvet offering some protection from the bitter Mia wind and cold. Her purple glittering eyes are almost consumed by the hood of the cloak, instead they can just be seem thanks to the dim lighting in the courtyard, glittering brightly. Her claws were neatly buffed and cut perfectly, as were the nails on her hands. It could be said that they could well have been mirrors- they were that well shined to perfection. The wind howled with a fierceful scream, knocking the hood from her head. Aww nuts. That's blood cold. Cheers wind, my ears were just getting warm! The female could now be seen a bit more closely. Her hair was glossy and rather long, reaching the base of her tail, and midnight blue in colour. Her main body fur was cobalt blue in colour, and she's obviously been looking after that too. Her mane of the same midnight colour as her hair had recently been cut and rest perfectly on her shoulders. Her tail tip could just be seen under the end of the cloak, looking rather like an Earth lion's tail but containing the colour triad of midnight blue on the left, sky blue for the middle and sea blue for the right side. It twitched nervously under the cape. Her slender hands slid out from the cloak to try and put the hood back in place over her pointed german shepard-like ears but the wind was obviously play games, and off it flew again. Cheers! Fine, I'll have cold ears! Doesn't bother me anyway She said, her voice sounding a little cross. She moved and finally rested under one of the trees, her back leaning against it. Some birthday this has turned out to be. Yet again, I've been ignored by EVERYONE. Are things ever going to change? She muttered this silently as a tear fell down her cheek. She wiped it angrily away and suddenly caught glimpse of her arm. Hidden beneath the fur were small cuts of various lengths, one fairly new and the others healing. I shouldn't have done that one either.
Who: Vaskirac bordon Clothes: just his fur Resting in the tree Vaskirac heard some one talking and desided to see what was up but slipped and fell down beside the female pendragon."uff" He laid there stunned. then he got up and said "im sorry for disturbing you" then he begins to walk off but then stops. "Excuse me miss are you ok?"
Suddenly there was a sudden flurry of snow and colour sweep past her and something landed with a thump on the ground. Lukia squeeked inshock then her eyes met with the young pendragon before her, both obviously confused. She curls up, her tail twitching nervously by her feet. She didn't know what to say. Especially when he first began to walk off then asked her if she was ok... Oh crapola. Am I ok? Am I ok? No... Not really... I'm... I'm fine.... I'm ok.... Er... what were you doing up the tree?
Vaskirac took no notice to her stutter, assuming she was just in shock. "Thats good. Oh the tree thats where i stay when im not going to class. And what are you doing under standing under this tree by your self?" He walked up to her and sat infront of her.
You'd have trouble going to class. It's like getting on for midnight She said smiling a little. The 'dragon infront of her looked younger than her and she brushed off some of the snow that had settled on her head as he sat. I'm Lukia by the way. What's your name? You look pretty young She said curiously then panicked that she'd said the wrong thing I... I didn't mean that horribly! Just that.. yeh....
He tilted his head and said "miss its ok please do not opologize to me. Im Vaskirac. he bowed to her as though she were a queen. "Oh and i get to class fine i just am waiting for my dorm to open up so i can stay there. Do you have a dorm here?
Who: Menria Clothes: Normal wear, although she's also aquired a toolbelt that she wears as a bandoiler across her chest. Menria grumbled to herself as she walked across the courtyards, slightly more than annoyed at the fact that there were no teachers of the Craft at this school, reputed to be the finest on Ramah-lehi. As such, she pretty much had the Forge to herself, and tended to keep working at it until late into the night. She growled as the wind attemped to shove her over again, and crouched lower on her four paws as she trundled towards the dorms. Her attention was caught by an exclamation off to her left. Peering through the snow, she saw two people conversing under one of the trees. <span style='color:blue'>Silly people,</span> she thought. <span style='color:blue'>Why do you stay out in the wind and snow when there are warm rooms just a short walk away?</span> Shaking her head in wonderment, she made her way over to the pair, recognizing one of them for Vaskirac, who she had met on her first day here. <span style='color:blue'>"Pardon me, you two,"</span> she called as she neared, <span style='color:blue'>"I hope I'm not intturupting, but what are the pair of you doing out in the snow this late at night?"</span>
Lukia smiled as the young 'dragon bowed at her, wanting to laugh and settling for a giggle. How come you can't get into your dorm? Don't you have a key?... I do have a dorm, 5005. She wasn't sure why she told this young one her dorm number. Maybe it was because she was so unused to others actually talking to her. It was at that moment that Menria came over. Lukia felt really shy as it was, and almost couldn't believe that pendragons were actually talking to her and not making fun of her! Er hi.... I came out for a walk. I rather like the snow...
"my dorm is still being worked on and i kinda like the snow" He smiled then said after hearing menrias question " hello again. Im out here because untill they get done working on my dorm. This is where I have been staying while i wait. Vaskirac pointed up at the tree. "and you?"
<span style='color:blue'>"I am returning from my practice,"</span> Menria said, patting her tools. <span style='color:blue'>"One must keep learning the Craft, even if there is none to teach it..."</span> She tilts her head and looks at the two, <span style='color:blue'>"So then, snow and lack of room then? I might as well keep company, for we can't have you freezing out here, to be scuptures come dawn."</span>
Vaskirac laughed and said I'm kinda used to it now. Vaskirac laughed at the thought. What were you practicing? And why is no one teaching it?
<span style='color:blue'>"I was practicing the Craft"</span> Menria smiled. <span style='color:blue'>"My clan are creators, its in our name, and we focus on the physical aspects of the world and the Craft of Creation. I am myself a maker of jewelry and some small bits of smithing, although, I am but a beginner along the path of the Craft."</span> She reached to her toolbelt, and and pulled out a small, glittering item. Tossing it up to Vaskirac, she said, <span style='color:blue'>"Here, oh one of the trees and stars. That is a star sapphire emplaced in a black steel earring. How do you like my work?"</span>
Trislian had left her small hut on the outskirts of town to go to the Jardan Academy itself. It was late, she could feel the heavyness of the dark around her, and she was pretty sure classes were over long ago. Her reasoning for coming was to apply for a dorm, so that she may be around for classes. The snow that crunched beneath her neon green furred feet as she drudged along in it. She ould be wearing some clothing, had it not been for her dislike of the material. It rubbed up against the neon green scales that covered her body from the thighs up. Besides, her scales and fur kept her warm enough. Nearing the school, she heard voices. How did she know she was close? She could smell the building. Materials have a different scent than natural surroundings. "I wonder who could be out this late?" She wondered, speaking to her serpentine companion, Sslavina the Tmuka. Sslavina slithered out from under Trislian's bright blue hair that fell nearly to her feet, ruby red scales glittering in the moonlight. 'Yess,' she wispered telepathically to her dragon companion, 'but maybe theesse dragons can help you ffind a dorm, no?'. 'Maybe you are right.' she thought back. Walking up to them, Sslavina now visible, she spoke aloud, "Hello? Might you be of service?" She asked, pure white, sightless eyes staring in the direction of the others.
Catching the item in his front paws whilst leaning on the tree. Um... it nice but how did you make it? and can you make other things as well? Vaskirac tossed the item back to Menria Vaskirac smilled as tho he were thinking on something.
Vaskirac looked from lukia to menria then to lukia Um lukia you look like you are doing better. Um just woundering what where you doing under the tree i was sleeping in?
