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There are AE balls and AE chat threads, but Nymph and Sea Glass never like to go out, not where there are people (as do I). So this is a thread about what they do all day, maybe a sort of diary or log of their introverted/antisocial activities.
There might be RPing. They might talk. They might ramble on for entire posts directed at no one about whatever it is they're thinking. I don't know, but feel free to join.
Try to stay away from shipping and drama; this is about your AEs as beings with complex characters doing stuff in their spare time. Or what they do in the time that isn't spare. That might include social interactions, or it might not. Post the name of the AE of focus at the beginning of each comment, and develop.
submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(February 5, 2018 - 10:37 am)
(February 5, 2018 - 10:37 am)
Nymph~
It's chilly and rainy out, though the days of freeze have passed. Under enough fat and fur, I stay warm, watching it fall. Rainy days are no longer gray, but green.
It's like I forgot how summer looks. Every spring, I remember. The trees fill out like they're racing to the sun. The ground floods with flowers. All the space that frost and snow cleared out is filled once again. All is in good order.
I keep bumping into things. It's annoying. I can't get used to it soon enough. For now, I sit still. Watch where my feet will land if I move like this, that...
(May 14, 2019 - 7:10 am)
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(May 20, 2019 - 3:33 pm)
(May 20, 2019 - 9:26 pm)
Sea Glass~
I spoke to Nymph today. I had been meaning to do this for some time; to start a conversation on my own, for no reason in particular. To practice the art, essentially. But she began it before I could.
I had been meaning to ask after her thoughts on the most recent ball. She was seated at the head of the dining room table, and upon seeing me, as I had come downstairs for supper, she inquired as to why I walked past her forests every day.
It presently became clear that her intentions lay towards why I never set foot in her woods. I replied that I did not wish to disturb her. She spent several uncomfortable seconds staring at me before resolving that I ought to visit her, in three days' time, to see something she neglected to describe.
I confess, I do not properly realize on every occasion how much time passes in between our meetings. I cannot imagine what it may mean.
I've been thinking so much in these days recently passed about maturity; what it is and how I might gain in it. It is every time I can't think of what to say, and it is every time I say too much. It is every time I become overwhelmed. It is every time I make a mistake. I ask myself whether this is not an uncommon thing. I think perhaps it is more frequent than I imagined that people forget things, or move on. I am continually trying to see things in a different way, as broader... flows, I suppose; arcs or patterns or contexts. I do not know what view may be best.
I never really used to want to look into the future.
(May 22, 2019 - 8:02 pm)
Raven~
The kitchen is beginning to be filled with the scent of blueberry muffins, my latest endeavor in baking, one of my hobbies. Muffins are rather simple, so, I’m hoping these don’t do dreadfully wrong (as many of my other experiments have...). My lips tilt upward as a chuckle escapes my lips, I can still see, in my minds eye, the look on Max’s face when he came down for breakfast, on,y to find a kitchen, covered in the remains of a breakfast cake.
I, a bit clumsily, step over to the stove. I push my long dark hair back as I begin heating up a pan, for toast and some of those strangely colored eggs from Zucchini, Max’s torques chicken. Before that chicken, I had been Vegan, but, well, Zucchini lays quite some eggs, and Max couldn’t eat them all by himself. And, besides, I know where the eggs come from, and that the chicken who lays them is very happy (VERY happy).
I stand there for a bit of time, waiting for the cast iron pan to come to temperature. After a few minutes or so I splash water on the pan. No sizzle. Well, then, it’s not hot enough yet. Then, I hear the clicking of footsteps, or, hoof steps. I turn around quickly, to find myself staring at a Unicorn. It takes me a moment to process, but, after I do, I realize it must be Nymph.
“H-Hi Nymph..”
(May 25, 2019 - 6:18 am)
Nymph~
Raven is standing at the stove with her back to me as I enter. She spins around almost as soon as my hooves touch tile. I hold her gaze until it flickers with recognition, and she speaks.
"H-hi, Nymph..."
Does everyone in this house stutter? Besides the blue-haired one, that is.
"Hi, Raven."
I saunter over to the table and stand there, toying with the idea of asking a question. Perhaps something Viola? would say. I usually don't bother with words, never saw the point in talking.
It's nice to see Raven again. When was the last time? That one ball, maybe, the one where I was a moth and she was in the bathroom? I can't remember. Oh, well.
~Now, Sea Glass would realize that xe could turn that wonder into a question, and I would've already said something. But Nymph is neither of us.
(May 27, 2019 - 3:28 pm)
Viola, I don't know if you're already doing one, but I love how you write. The way you write living things' thoughts and feelings is amazing. Would you consider creating a ski lodge - like I said before, if you haven't already?
(May 28, 2019 - 2:40 pm)
Thank you so much! I've cowritten one ski lodge (the Ryokan Suzuran, June or July of last year; it should be on Pudding's Place somewhere if you're interested) and started another (I think that died, I should revive it as soon as I have time).
(May 29, 2019 - 4:55 pm)
Lux~
It's a beautiful day out today, cloudy, with the scent of rain lingering in the air. This beach I found is nice, with fine-grained white sand that lacks a cling factor. The waves are curled neutrally, as there is barely a breeze to push or pull them into shape. I look up. The light is pale through the clouds, and the sun isn't visible. I sigh contentedly.
"It's a good day." I say to no-one in particular.
"Yep." I whirl around. Nihil lies in the sand, wings splayed out on both sides, staring at the clouds above.
"Good to see that you have the ability to socialize... Where you following me?" Nihil smiles slightly.
"Yep." My sister stands. "What are you doing out here?" I smile at her. There are infinite firsts with Nihil. I don't think I'll stop learning about her, but I'm glad to find that she has a calm side that wouldn't make a terrific definition for 'silently menacing'. In answer to her question, I shrug.
"I don't really know, it just seemed like a good day to be outside. You know, cloudy so you're not blinded?" Nihil nods.
"I know what you mean. I hate the sun." She passively looks up at the invisible sun. Thank goodness it's invisible, or else it would have been frozen by the ice in her gaze. Nihil takes a deep breath. "Whelp, I'm going to go back to the Known, see ya." With an air of indifferent majesty, she pulls a flashlight out of her pocket. "Do you mind shining this at me? The shadows aren't very prominent here." Confused, I oblige. The bright light assaults Nihil, casting a sharp shadow behind her. She doesn't flinch, as though the light doesn't affect her. Suddenly, she surrounds herself in her wings, then disappears. I'm left shining a light at the sand, astonished. Shaking my head, I calmly turn the flashlight off and place it in my pocket, making note to return it to Nihil next time I see her.
~
Also, I'm making a change to my AEs' appearances. Their eyes are no longer solid black/white. Nihil's irises are black, with flecks of green. Lux's are white, tinted ever-so-slightly blue, with flecks of royal blue, hinting to something... ;)
(May 29, 2019 - 9:30 pm)
“Hi, Raven.” Nymph reply’s.
I stay silent, watching her, before turning back to the stove. I ponder my next words, wishing I could sustain the silence. The gorgeous, uninterrupted silence of the morning.
But, alas, silence, for others, can become awkward. Besides, she might take it as rude if I where to stay silent to long. I purse my lips, flicking my ebony colored hair as my head turns, abruptly, to face her again.
“It’s been a while...” My mount twitchs, becoming a more upward facing arch, a smile, my voice taking on a more playful tone. “This time you’ll find I’m in a...better state.” My green, with a hint of blue, eyes sparkle in the morning light. I turn away, splashing water once more upon the pan, it sizzles softly. I begin to crack eggs onto the skillet, my back facing Nymph. “Would you like anything?” I gesture with my free hand toward the eggs, and bread, coated with mayonnaise, lying on the counter.
(May 30, 2019 - 5:44 pm)
Nymph~
"It's been a while," Raven finally says, with a glance my way. "This time you'll find I'm in a... better state." So it was the ball with the bathroom... she sounds cheerful now. Looks cheerful, too. She turns back flicks her fingers at the pan, sending droplets of water to boil away instantly, and starts cracking eggs.
"Would you like anything?"
She waves a hand at the counter. I peer over to see raw, colorful eggs and bread with something pale spread on it.
"What's on the bread?"
She spares it a look. "Just mayonnaise."
I frown, as much as a unicorn can frown. I don't know if I like mayonnaise. I sidle up beside Raven, dip the hand at the end of my horn towards the food, and lower a laden slice into my mouth.
It tastes horrible. I almost spit it out, but somehow instead choke it down past rapidly disappearing taste buds and grab an egg, crunch down on the shell, grab another. My mind is reeling. Why would anyone willingly eat that?
~I thought it'd be fun to give Nymph a distaste for most sauces, spreads, etc. similar to my own. (If asked about it, she'll speak her last thought aloud.) And yes, you can eat eggs raw, though I don't recommend trying it; it can be risky. It's like with raw fish in sushi. Only more so. Also, I'm gonna say Nymph saw Zucchini on her way in, and that's why she didn't think there would be any problem with these ones.
(May 31, 2019 - 6:55 pm)
Raven~
Nymph, after little explanation, shovels down a piece of bread. I flinch, involuntary. I probably should’ve spoken faster, explaining that I was planning on cooking the pan along with the eggs on the stovetop. My flinch is also partially due to the look of disgust that crosses her face upon trying the bread.
“Oh, I...” I struggle with words, as I often do. I’m not very good at them. Perhaps it is due to my lack of conversations? “I was going to cook the bread...Have you ever heard of coating bread with mayonnaise and then pan frying it? It tastes rather good, in my opinion at least.”
I feel my cheeks flushing ever so slightly. I become embarrassed, or flustered quite easily whilst in a social setting. By way of explaining my previous words, I place a slice of bread down next to the eggs in the pan. The oil makes a sputtering sound, leaping up at my unprotected arms. I pull them back, quickly, in a stiff movement. While my arms have receded from the stove, I reach for the mayonnaise jar, sliding the knife from on top into my other hand. I scoop the pale condiment onto the up facing part of the bread, spreading it carefully to cover each space evenly.
~ Heh, I should’ve specified what the mayonnaise was for...Sorry. Max will most probably come down from his room in my next post.
(May 31, 2019 - 8:26 pm)
I just realized how many typos are in this...*cringes*
(May 31, 2019 - 9:54 pm)
Emerald Frost~
I have always been fine the way I am, with Beverly and Empyreal and Taoa. But they are insensitive and crazy and sometimes I feel like I need a true friend, one who is mysterious and responsible and calm like me. Or whatever my personality is. I don't know.
Right now I'm in the living room, which I recently cleaned. Beverly is in her room listening to music, Empyreal is flying around outside and Taoa is in the garden.
Spiffycat has changed the tower a bit. Now we have a garden. Trailing vines were planted all around, which are slowly growing, up, up, ever upwards. They have flowers of pink or purple and white or dark, dark blue, which have no smell. Taoa loves the garden.
On the south side of the tower is a small dragon-shaped gargoyle on the wall. Taoa, who has one or two spells, enchanted it to send down water into a stretch of the river that passes by here. It has no name; it is simply the river, and the lake is simply the lake. Once, all of us working together in the air, we sent down torrents of water down as if to flood the lake, and I freezed them in mid-flow. I usually don't use my powers for such trifles, but it is so pretty. Today is a sunny day and I worry about my ice monuments. They don't usually melt, but they might today.
I'm lonely.
~~~
Hint hint. This is not for shipping, just friends.
(May 31, 2019 - 10:49 am)
Myserious and responsible and calm? Hm. Sounds like Lux. And Nihil, but I'm not sure she'd like you. Sorry. That's kinda just how she is. *Shrugs* HEY LUX.
*From another room* What?
I THINK EMERALD FROST WANTS FRIENDS
*Walks in* Oh, okay. Hey Emerald. Mind if I call you Emmy?
I'll post a legit RP-style post... Later.
(May 31, 2019 - 11:34 pm)