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Post by Gelina Grey on Nov 17, 2006 0:24:06 GMT -5
(Ok...are we done now with the OOC squabbling? I certainly hope so. It wouldn't be the first time that a scene was cut to include some chat rp. But see, this is why I said that SLs on the boards should be seperate. But noooo, everyone fought me on it. So since everyone wanted to be able to incorporate chat and MB into the same SLs, cutting away then coming back will have to stand. Maybe people will see this example and change their damn minds about the rule that I wanted up for the boards. Because this is exactly why.)
Standing up and walking over to the window of her tower, looking out over the brown fields, she crosses her arms again.
"I know you love him. But since when are you so damn worried about what others think? How many times have you told me that what they thought didn't matter as long as I was happy?"
She looks back at Tempest over her shoulder, emerald eyes shimmering.
"Does Anduin make you happy? If so, then forget everyone else. You do what you need to do for yourself, Tempest. Follow your heart. There will be risks in doing so, but if you don't jump once in a while, you will never know the outcome. And that can be regretful. Trust me."
She gives her a small smile as she moves out of the bedroom of the tower and out into the main room. She gathers some fur pelts and pillows out of the large wardrobe and sets them on the couch then walks back to the doorway of her bedroom.
"There are pillows and pelts out here on the couch for you. As I said, you can stay up here as long as you like. But if I were you, I wouldn't stay too long. You don't want Anduin to worry. And worry he will. He loves you, Tempest. Don't throw it away because of what others think or whether they like you or not. Hiding will only make it worse, sweeting."
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Post by Tempest on Nov 17, 2006 6:41:17 GMT -5
"Yes I love him and I am not worried what others think. I am worried about who is going to try to become between us. Your different then me. We always have this conversation. I have told you many times to hell with everyone as long as you are happy. Yes he makes me happy. Doing for my self has always come last Gelina. I have to think of Cambridge. I don't want this kind of crap around him. I would like to try and raise him without lies and deciet. I know it is alot to ask for but damn it I would like to try."
She got off the bed and quickly hugged Gelina. She was one of the only friends she had.
"Thank you for letting me stay. I won't stay long unless you want a two year old running around. Thank the Gods he is still sleeping. However I am afraid that won't last long."
She walked to the doorway. One hand on the frame she looked over her shoulder at her. Her eyes a pale blue right now, instead of the normal electric blue.
"I won't hide here but hide I will and I don't think he will worry that much."
She went to the couch and wrapped one of the furs around her self. She stared off into space and thought about her next move.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 17, 2006 8:32:17 GMT -5
: Anduin had returned to his room at GoldenMyst Castle, and was sleeping there when he suddenly sat up in the bed, waking from a nightmare again. The nightmares were occuring every night now, and Anduin had a huge headache as he managed to get out of bed and get some pants on. He then walked downstairs as he thought about the events yesterday. He made his way into the main hall as he thought about Turin, and how he might be able to salvage the situation with him. As his path carried him over to the bar, a sharp pain flashed in his head and he stumbled, grabbing onto the edge of the bar before he could fall to the ground:
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 17, 2006 9:26:15 GMT -5
She was ever so slowly making her way back to the castle. Having let Storm Runner run off to the fields for awhile. Moving to the mainhall she glanced around for just a moment. Then her eyes landed upon the falling Anduin.
She cried out in surprise as she would quickly run to him. Placing her left hand on his chest, pushing him upward, her right hand grabbing a stool.
"I never once had to save Kai from anything you know. Ye are a funny funny man Anduin."
It was more of a joke then actually being serious. Upon getting the stool she slowly pushed him onto it. Sighing. She felt that something was very wrong.
"What's wrong Anduin?"
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 17, 2006 9:31:18 GMT -5
:Anduin looked at Angel as she ran over to him, slowly sitting on the stool she had grabbed. He sat there for a moment, taking a few breaths as he put his hand tp his head, eyes closed slightly as he spoke: I dont know...its like the nightmares are becoming more real. I never felt weak like this before...
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 17, 2006 9:39:11 GMT -5
She slowly moved back towards the kitchen, grabbing a rag with a bowl of cool water. Making her way back to the bar area. Setting the bowl down she dipped the rag in it. Looking to him.
"Nightmares don't come true Anduin. If my nightmare became true.."
She let it trail off.. yea, she didn't need to go into the detail about her latest nightmare where the powerful male dragon takes her without consent. Oddly enough.. every scratch he made... she woke up with.
Moving the rag up she slowly placed it on his forehead, then down to his cheeks. Caring and motherly at the moment.
"Everything will be fine Anduin, worry not. I will be here for you as your friend until I draw my last breath."
Smiling, isn't her First Knight supposed to protect her?
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 17, 2006 10:56:08 GMT -5
:He nods his head slowly, watching her for a moment before reaching behind the bar and grabbing a mug, filling it with klah as he spoke once more: I wonder Tempest is? I havent seen her since yesterday...
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 17, 2006 18:58:18 GMT -5
Angel gave a gentle shrug to the question. Not like she knew, or wanted to know for that fact. Dabbing the rag in the water she brought it to his forehead.
"I was more worried ta where my son ran off to.."
Turin might of just needed some time to cool his feelings down. Angel wasn't the one to pry to figure it out, he would come when he was ready. Angel would welcome him with open arms.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 18, 2006 16:07:00 GMT -5
:Anduin slowly stood, moving behind the counter as he grabbed a mug and filled it with fresh klah. He then drank some of the klah from his mug as he looked at Angel, a solemn look on his face: Well, I hope that the next time I see him, it will go alot better than last...
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 18, 2006 18:53:37 GMT -5
Seeing him move away she placed the rag into the bowl, leaving it there for the time being. Slowly she placed herself onto the stool. Glancing back to him.
"Just give the boy time. He is bitter for some reason or another.."
She had half thought Tyreal would be the bitter one of the two boys, then again.. she wasn't sure about anything anymore it seemed.
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