Terrified Joy

Thread in 'Ramathian Scrolls' started by Char, Jul 7, 2004.

Thread Status:
Not open for further replies.
  1. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span>
    <table class=ooc><tr><td>Tria, 81378</td></tr></table>



    Perched upon a molded bench, a young femme pendragon pup sat,
    tears bled through her misty green optics; lavender fur swayed in
    the in the chilly breeze. Long lavender hair dangled infront of her
    face, green highlights visible. Body was curled, shivers of misery
    quaked through her young body.

    "W-w-why? " she mutterered, reaching out for a piece of scrap cloth.
    Se layed it upon her body, still shivering. She was extremly cold--
    but it was Tria?! Yet she was begging for warmth;...
     
  2. Another open spot for training. Cold was the perfect time for training. The chill gets to your bones and can either make you giddy with energy or tired with freezing. It all depends how you used it.

    Veja, for example. Dancing in the open wind. Well not relly dancing. More like flowing. He would make a fluent move, stop for a fraction of a second, ten keep going with another fluent move that was even more fluent with the wind. He moved with the beat of the wind like it was sweet music. Soon the wind wasn't as powerful as it once was and his fast-paced rhythm was off balance.

    <span style='color:red'>"Everything good comes to an end, I guess. It's about time to rest anyway. Brrrrhh... I didn't notice it was so cold. Note to self: Listen to Chaos when he says 'It'll be cold'. Oh well, I gotta sit.</span> He began walking up too where he and Chaos last spoke to each other.

    Veja walked with his eyes slightly closed however. His extra walking led him to a bench. There were quite a few muschrooms around it, but that didn't make it less sturdy. Veja rubbed his hands in thought that the friction wuld create some heat between them. It slightly worked.

    Veja sat on the bench only to figure out that is was colder to sit than to stand. So cold that it burned. And the burn felt good. But the cold, didn't. He put his head in his hands and sighed. The thoughts in his brain felt almost countless. He heard a slight moan in the wind but he didn't budge to think where it came from. When it became slightly louder it cluttered his thoughts and forced him to pick his head up. <span style='color:red'>Hello? Someone there?</span> That's when he seen something in the corner of his eye. It was shivering. It was...a pendragon. How did he not sense her when he sat? The cold probably dropped her teat temperature down a bit too much. she was trying to survive the cold storm on the cold bench, out in the open. She had something that looked like a sheet of paper, just not. Whatever it was, it was the only thing she had to protect her self from the cold. It wasn't doing a good job.

    <span style='color:red'>Yo, miss. Uhhh. You okay? It's kinda cold to be sleeping here. Maybe you should go home or some other place that's warm.</span>

    As he looked at her, he noticed that she had his same color eyes. It was kinda frightening. It was way too similar to his then anyone else he seen with green eyes.
     
  3. Startled nad taken aback, "Who's there?" her voice quivered, scared to look beyond the willow tree.
     
  4. <span style='color:red'>" Ahh, don't worry. Just another school kid, out practicing for a presentation. No need to be scared or anything. </span>He waved from his side of the bench to show that he was there.<span style='color:red'>Well, I answered you. So, can I ask you, what are you doing outside at a cold time like this? Today's not a normal day, ya know. It feels like it's gonna be a tornado or somethin'.</span> Veja's head shivered slightly as another cold breeze pounded his leg.
     
  5. "Oh," her soft voice rang, looking gently into a puddle of murky water. "Who is the school student?"
     
  6. <span style='color:red'>"I'm the school student. And about another good 4000 of us.</span> He smiled at her question. But he was still worried. <span style='color:red'>"Well, uhh. Would you like to go somewhere? Walk or somethin'? You might get warmer if you move around a bit."</span>
     
  7. She nodded, sitting up. Peering beyond the large tree, she stepped gentley, eager to look into his face. "Yes."
     
  8. <span style='color:red'>Great. </span> He had invited her to go somewhere. Problem is, where? They could run through the blistering cold. Then find a spot in the air where the breeze stops and fly through it. But it was much too cold. And Veja wasn't all that sure she was up enough for that. He wasn't even sure if he was up for that.

    <span style='color:red'>"Chaos will understand.</span> He said to himself. Chaos would probably track him down anyway. WHat's the use sitting around? He got up to his feet and shook the cold off of him.

    He looked in a random direction and decided to go that way. It was the exact opposite way he came from.

    <span style='color:red'>Uhh. Let's walk this way.</span> Veja put one foot forward and stepped in a puddle. a cold puddle. a mud puddle. a frozen mud puddle. He slipped but he didn't fall. He quickly got back up as swiftly as he sliipped<span style='color:red'> No one saw that. </span> He looked back at her. Her green eyes made it seem as if he was looking into a mirror. But it wasn't really him in the mirror now was it? It was her. But 'her must have a name, right? Right? So he set off to find the name of this mirror. It's always a great way to start off a conversation by learning the pendragon's name.

    <span style='color:red'>" So, I'm Veja. Who are you?</span>
     
  9. She curtsied, smiling. "It's a pleasure, really." Her wavy solider length hair sparkled, it's lavender highlights vivid against it's green colour in the light. "I'm Qoleu."
     
  10. <span style='color:red'> The pleasure's all mine. It would be such a shame to leave someone here like you, all alone in the cold.</span> Another brush of wind blows against his legs. He thought it wouldn't be that bad on the count of him haviing fur. He thought wrong.

    <span style='color:red'>I never thought it could get this cold. Ever. So Qoleu, where are you from?</span>
     
  11. She forced a weak smile; she didn't remember. The day she awoke in the cellers of the academy, she refused to share her secret. To tell youn= the truth, I'm far from sure.
     
  12. <span style='color:red'>Mmm.... interesting. So,you have no clue on anything of your past? Sounds kinda familiar.</span> It was like Chaos's story, only the exact opposite, future rather than past. <span style='color:red'>Well, I'm from Swaraj, my family used to just travel around. They settled up there because some of us started going to school.</span>
     
  13. <span style='color:gray'>I was found in Swaraj</span>, she smiled. <span style='color:gray'>Does that count?</span>
     
  14. <span style='color:red'>" Yeah. I guess. Wait aminute. What do you mean by 'found'?</span>Veja was very intrested now. This girl was lost. From where thoough? No one knew.
     
  15. Embassed, she tried to show no expression on her face. At a place call 'Janardan', she forced a weak smile.
     
  16. <span style='color:red'>Ja-what? Janardan?! Tha-That's my school.</span> It took somethought. But not that much time <span style='color:red'>"OK, let's get the facts in order. First, you were born, where? You don't know. Next thing, you wake up in my school. How you got there, when you got there, and why, you also don't know. Now you're over here, freezing yourself. </span>Veja sighed and shook his head. He could call Chaos, but he would never tell him what happened. <span style='color:red'> Strange. Not you, I mean, the situation. It's weird. If you were 'found' there. THat would mean yo were somewhere that you wouldn't expect normal students to be, like the basement or something. But even down there is hard to get to. Whoever put you there was able to get in unnoticed.</span> Veja felt like some mystry detective. Case of the Forgotten GIrl.
     
  17. She frowned defending herself. Was he calling her pathetic? <span style='color:blue'>I was born by the shores of a beach; the name unsure at the moment. I had a message for someone, and while delivering it, I... I lost my memory... and I woke up at the academey.</span>
     
  18. She paused; staining. Okay, maybe he was right. It wasn't her, it was the situation. But she was told to deliver important information from someone, or something, to a ruler. But then again, it was probably an educator. Her mind throbbed as she struggld to remember. Look, I'm sorry...
     
  19. <span style='color:red'>" It's alright. I shouldn't have gone there. I'm sorry.</span>It still boggled his mind. But it might've been better if he didn't know. " It must be hard for you. I barely even see my parents either. When I'm not busy, they are. And when they are, I'm studying for an exam. It's back and forth.
     
  20. <span style='color:red'>At least you know you have parents...</span> her angelic personality faded with the passing breeze; the perwinkle sky shimmered, reflecting in a saphire pool of water as it hovered above the two. Fustration raged like a caged beast in her open mind; she could not calm herself. She had never encounted such a pecular emotion before. <span style='color:red'>Nom</span>, she finally whispered. <span style='color:red'>Just Nom</span>.
     
Thread Status:
Not open for further replies.

Share This Page

Join us today!

It looks as though you haven't created an account...
Why not join today?!