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Hello, it's me
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Hello, it's me
Hello, it's me again!
This is my first thread, and it's going to focus on my charrie Lycaella, her mom and her friend Nygrune. It's for following our adventures while we're not in a place or situation covered by another thread. 'We' because Ronan has asked to be Nygrune, to which of course I said yes.
Someone (I think Icy) said that B.I.G. and Catstrophe actually dislike each other. It makes sense, so... Just to let you know.
I'll begin where I left off on the Underwater Ball thread, with Lycaella and Nygrune planning to do some spying of a sort. They've asked Lycaella's mom to show them her notes, so I'll fast-forward to that.
Lycaella~
"Oh, so you're giving them their shadows back?"
We are sitting on a rug in my mom's room, reading her notes. I can't make sense of half the words, but she tells Nygrune and I what it means. Apparently, Catastrophe has found a way to separate shadows from their owners' bodies, and to keep him from creating a shadow army and destroying everything, B.I.G. has been researching it. They've managed to figure out how he did it, and are testing ways to reattach the shadows to their owners.
"Well, that's one way of putting it," my mom says. "We believe it will be beneficial to all of Kyngdom."
"I don't really understand this one... How would they sew them back on?" I ask.
"I believe it's with a special sort of thread, Ella," Mom says. "Let's see now..."
Nygrune finds it first. "A needle made from the bone of a magic or mythical being, preferably with thread also made from a magical material."
"Yes," my mom says, "Although personally I think that a binding spell shows more promise." I raise an eyebrow. She doesn't usually like magic this much. Out of nowhere, I yawn. Mom and Nygrune look at me like I'm disrupting something.
"Sorry," I say. "I'm getting kind of tired. You two can keep reading, I don't mind."
My mom nods. I hear her calling after me as I leave the room.
"Remember to brush your teeth!"
~End RP.
It actually is getting kind of late, so I should go. I hope this works out.
submitted by Viola?, age Secret, Secret
(October 16, 2016 - 9:50 pm)
(October 16, 2016 - 9:50 pm)
Sure!
(February 21, 2017 - 10:03 pm)
OK. I will RP it later as I don't have time right now.
(February 22, 2017 - 12:05 am)
I was walking up the stairs to my room. After a long day outside I was ready for some food.
As I opened the door to my lodging, a small piece of paper fluttered down from its spot in between the door and the wall. I picked it up, puzzled. It was written in nice, flowing handwriting, and this is what it said:
Dear Miss Elden,
Hello! This is Lycaella, the one who ordered your books. I was writing concerning a matter of travel. I was wondering if you would allow Nygrune and myself to travel with you back to SailHaven. If this is of any inconvinience to you I completely understand. Please reply back soon as we are anxious to depart. Hope you are having a nice stay.
Lycaella
Smiling, I folded up the note and walked over to one of my messenger pigeons. Of course I would let them travel with me, for I was thinking of returning to SailHaven as well. I quickly scribbled down my reply and began to dress for dinnner.
~`~
It was a fine crisp morning, just perfect for travel. I gathered my things and signed out of my room, leaving a tip. The hotel would need every bit of money they could to fix things up.
New Windswood was quiet this early in the morning. The majority of shops were closed, so I didn't encounter many people as I walked to Lycaella's home.
When I was in view of the house I saw that Lycaella and Nygrune were already outside with their baggage. They looked eager to be off, as Nygrune was tapping his foot impatiently.
I walked up to them and we exchanged a few greetings. They asked me if my stay was good and I replied in the affirmative. With that we set off, heading towards the train station.
I had already made a detailed itinerary, with our stops in far apart intervals. I wanted to get to SailHaven as quickly as possible, which meant sacrificing a few comforts.
"I apologize for the bad seating," I say as we board the train. "It was the cheapest I could find, and this ride was almost full."
Lycaella smiled and assured me it was alright. Nygrune remained silent, glaring at the floor.
Throughout the ride I tried to maintain feeble conversation with them, but they seemed to not want to talk. Finally I gave up and pulled a large volume out of my bag.
After a while Lycaella asked what I was reading. I replied that it was a history of SailHaven, and that it was very interesting.
Finally the train stopped and we boarded yet another one. We were getting closer and closer to SailHaven.
Viola? do you want to RP the rest?
(February 22, 2017 - 10:30 am)
All right...
Lycaella~
I pry my gaze away from the train window long enough to see that Whisp is buried in her book and Nygrune is sitting stiffly upright, staring fixedly at the seat full of luggage across from him. I nudge him gently to get his attention. He swivels his eyes towards me, keeping his body perfectly still. I cock my head slightly, half-raising an eyebrow and shifting my shoulders as if to say you're acting weird. Why so grumpy? He looks away, clenching his fists, but not quite in an angry way. The train gives a small but sudden lurch, and he draws his hands in to his stomach while trying not to screw up his face.
Ah. Motion sickness.
Nygrune bites his lip. He looks miserable. I do my best to discreetly convey the question it's only for a little while. Do you think you can make it? He nods his head the slightest fraction and closes his eyes. I don't think he wants to talk any more--or, well, not talk exactly, but indicate meaning without words--so I turn back to the window. He won't be very comfortable for now, but he's fine on airships, and I think he'll be able to handle it until we get there.
~
Nygrune~
My stomach roils with nausea. I expected this. The girl Whisp spoke a few times on the last train, but although I was able to hear her, I couldn't quite respond. Eventually she stopped talking.
Lycaella nudges me. I shift my focus to her. She moves slightly, a question directed at me. I glance away. The train makes a sharp turn, and I can't help tensing as my gut leaps into my throat. Lycaella relaxes into concern, but an inquiry remains. I give her a tiny nod and shut my eyes.
A moment passes. I hear her shift away under the roar of the train as it moves along all too fast and far too slowly, sending another burning, bubbling wave of acid through my stomach each time it starts to settle. I can't wait for the ride to be over.
Another moment ticks by. Another. Yet another. They flow past endlessly, building up until just when I don't think I can stand one more, I don't have to.
With a screech, the train comes to a halt, and not too far away will be the airship to take us up through the sky to SailHaven.
(February 22, 2017 - 9:06 pm)
Karune~
Mother is furious. I don't really care. All through my fencing lesson, she sits in the back of my mind, moaning about how could this happen and no daughter of mine...
The only thing I'm worried about is Lilly. She's been even quieter than usual, sneaking around in the lessening times when she comes out from her room. She's kept to herself ever since Mother made her stay behind from the execution, which... Well, the boy didn't get executed. But I might.
Metaphorically, that is.
At first, all seemed to be going as planned. We sent our reply, by kitsune as requested (not easy to find, those), and there was a lot of shouting and crying and slamming of doors when Mother forbade Lilly from going, but then when we got there, I made a ghost of myself. I had to, if I wanted to help him. I'm afraid I ruined my gauntlets, but it was worth it.
First, there were the guards. They were absent. Or, well, there were some, but they was really easy to ninja past. That was strange, but made it easy to get into the cells. Never mind where they were. I found the boy pretty easily, the few other prisoners too frightened to do so much as move, even when I offered to free them.
Next, the boy. He was weird, but then, he wasn't in great condition. It looked like he had been whipped. The lock was easily picked. I considered smashing it to spare my poor gauntlets, but that would've been too loud. The boy asked about a girl named Icy. I told him I didn't know her, and we couldn't be caught, so please hush and let me ninja us out. He did. I spirited him out to the nearest forest (my poor, long-suffering gauntlets), whereupon I had to leave, but he assured me the animals would help him. So I went back, erasing the memory of the escape from my mind as thoroughly as I could (hardly at all), and rejoined my frantic mother. There was an execution, but it was a body double. I pretended as hard as I could to not know anything more than I should.
And amazingly, it worked.
~End RP. I'm sorry for controlling so much, but all these loose ends needed to be tied up. It can be different if anyone wants, a what-could-have-happened instead of what did. I'm so sorry for pulling this on everyone.
(February 23, 2017 - 12:00 am)
I really disliked airships. I had a troublesome fear of heights, which made me sick every time I was lifted above 10 feet.
To combat this, I slipped into my medatative mindset, blocking everything out. I focused on my breathing and my mind went quiet.
I was awakened by the jolt of the airship as it landed. We had reached SailHaven.
(February 23, 2017 - 11:54 am)
Sorry for not replying sooner, I hadn't really thought much past this point. If you'd like to RP more, Nygrune and Lycaella could probably use some help getting around, and if you have any idea where to locate a Resistance official, that would be great. Oh, maybe we could, um, get attacked? Probably by either a gang or a Sideaffected Power. If you want.
(February 24, 2017 - 8:37 pm)
I walk through the hallways of the mansion, my flats gently padding at the soft red velvet carpet that covers the floor. I clench my fist and head for Karune's room, and right before I tap my knuckles on the door, I can hear a faint radio static and small voices from the inside. The radio is suddenly turned off, and I hear a soft thumping of feet before the polished wood door creaks open and Karune's face is revealed.
"What is it?" she asks.
I take a deep breath and exhale sharply. "I'm going to join The Rising."
Karune raises an eyebrow. "The what?"
"The Rising," I reply. "It's the name of Olympia's propaganda for people to join her cause. Except it isn't bad propoganda. In fact, it really showed me how wrong both sides are, and Kyngdom will be fine when we win."
Karune shoves open the rest of the door and looks at me in alarm. "Lilly. Lilly, you don't know what you're dealing with. You'll die, Lil. These people- Olympia is trying to kill people. You can't just join her side!"
"Yeah, well no one cares about me anyway," I mutter, looking towards the floor.
It's true. If Olympia hadn't given any causes, I would have gone down the path of self-destruction because of how much the only people I really know are ignoring me lately.
"Lilly, you know that's not true! You can't join her side. You-you just can't! Who's going to take you there, hm? Not me, that's for sure! What's it going to take to convince you to-"
"You can't control me anymore!" I shout.
I surprise myself. I've never gotten this angry before.
"Karune, guess what?! You notice me now that I have a voice. And it's not even something that pleases you! It's not always about you, and you've realized that too soon. I'm going, Karune, and there's not a thing in this stupid world that you can attempt to stop me," I spit.
Karune shakes her head violently and stares at me in shock, her mouth open.
"Keep that mouth closed," I say.
I spin my heels and walk out of the doorway. "Save it for when your friends get executed."
(February 25, 2017 - 9:02 pm)
Karune~
Someone's at my door. I switch off the radio and heave myself up, walk over and creak open the door. It's Lilly.
"What is it?" I ask.
"I'm going to join the Rising," she declares.
"The what?"
"The Rising. It's the name of Olympia's propaganda for people to join her cause. Except it isn't bad propaganda. In fact, it really showed me how wrong both sides are, and Kyngdom will be fine when we win."
I have no idea what to do. I shove open the door, my eyes widening. "Lilly--Lilly, you don't know what you're dealing with. You'll die, Lil. These people--Olympia is trying to kill people. You can't just join her side!" I regret my last words as soon as I speak them.
"Yeah, well, no one cares about me anyway," Lilly glares at the floor.
I'm stunned. I've been reaching out to her like always, but all my efforts meet with are closed doors, metaphorically and literally. Words spill out of my mouth before I can think about them. I don't sound like myself. I don't mean half of what I say. I don't think she can tell.
"Lilly, you know that's not true! You can't join her side. You--you just can't! Who's going to take you there? Not me, that's for sure! What did it take to convince you to--"
"You can't control me any more!" she screams. I reel back in shock. "Karune, guess what?! You notice me now, only now that I have a voice! And it's not even something that pleases you! It's not always about you, and you've realized that too soon.* I'm going, Karune, and there's not a thing in this stupid world that you can attempt to stop me."
My voice is stuck in my throat. I shake my head wildly, thinking no! No! It's not about me! It's about you! Don't leave me! Don't go!
"Keep that mouth closed," she spits. "Save it for when your friends are executed." She spins on her heel and stalks down the hall.
"No," I choke, my voice cracking. "You've always had a voice. You've always known when to use it, and that's why you were so quiet. You know what's right and wrong. You know, don't you? Don't you know I love you?" I gasp the last part again, hoarse but louder. "Don't you know? Don't you know I love you?"
She hears, I can tell. The words hit her like shurikens in her back, making her shudder. My voice catches, but continues, a flood pushing past the boulder in my esophagus. I feel my eyes starting to well up. How could they have done this to her? She couldn't be this cruel. Not Lilly. Not my little Lilly.
"Lilly, don't leave, please... Please don't go. It was never about me. It was about you... All I wanted was to protect you..." She's stopped walking and is standing silent in the hallway, her back still turned to me. My shoulders and knees are trembling.
"You don't care..." she whispers. I feel like I've been punched in the gut. "You never cared..."
"I did," I plead. "I did and I do. And I'm sorry I ever did anything that could have made you think otherwise. Don't go. I need to know that you're safe."
She swallows. "I'm sorry, Karune," she says after a long pause. "I'm going, and you can't stop me. I'll be fine. It's you I would be worried about." And without looking back, she walks around the corner and out of sight.
~
*Did you mean "you've realized that too late"?
(February 26, 2017 - 2:19 am)
Ok, now I'm just confused.
I thought that Lilly supported the Resistance? Since she just funded them? Yet now she seems to have gone full circle and is suddenly about to join Olympia's army... WOT???!!! So confused.
(February 28, 2017 - 12:02 am)
She supported the Resistance initially, but Olympia's propaganda apparently led her to switch sides.
(February 28, 2017 - 12:02 pm)
Tomorrow, February 28th, is Mardi Gras! I have no idea why it's called Fat Tuesday, but I know that there's a king and a queen and I'm going to be the queen at my school, although we haven't picked a king and may not have one at all. I'm not sure what's going to happen or what to wear besides green, gold and purple, but I think it'll be fun.
I'm going to go try my hand at drawing a fleur-de-lis now, so have a good evening tonight and a good day tomorrow!
The tradition is to use up all the animal fat in the house by frying pancakes in it, hence the traditional Fat Tuesday (Shrove Tuesday) pancake and sausage supper, because Lent begins the next day. Lent is the 40 days before Easter, when many Christians obseve a period of self-denial, fasting, meditation, and prayer, which may include eating no meat products on Wednesdays and Fridays. Mardi Gras is the big celebration before this solemn season.
Admin
(February 27, 2017 - 9:36 pm)
Ah... Thank you!
(February 28, 2017 - 12:03 pm)
It seems the Resistance seems to be better organized and help people like they promise to, so I was thinking of making an issues/complaints thread for an office that Karune would run (secretly, of course, she's going to keep her allegiance a secret until all of her enemies announce that they know) for people to bring problems to our attention and get them solved, and another thread where we'll just RP a Resistance meeting to get some semblance of organization. Is that a good idea?
(February 28, 2017 - 12:26 pm)
I think it is a great idea. It would also allow us to negotiate what excatly is going to happen.
(February 28, 2017 - 8:04 pm)