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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 10, 2011 15:54:06 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
*With Calibration right around the corner, Flickering Butterfly wanted to get in her socializing while she could. She'd been in the empire for a week now, and the little group she had come in with had gone their separate ways, sectioned off into the Manses of their Aspect. Since there weren't any Air Manses available for her right now, she had been living in the Imperial Manse as a guest until it all worked out. Lately, she had taken to wandering through the ruins and speaking with the people who lived or played there, and she was having fun exploring the little forgotten places.
Sometimes she stayed up all night to watch the stars or talk with one of the people she had met. They came at odd hours, sometimes at random, so she would just wander around until she met one. The most interesting so far was the serpent-man Amoth, and they had a good time chatting the night away.
It was day at the moment, and Butterfly picked her way through the rubble on her way to a clearing with a large rock that was great for surveying the area and feeling the breeze. She wanted to get some practice in, and the rock was narrow enough to provide a fun challenge during her workout*
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Post by Ress on Apr 19, 2011 6:18:06 GMT -5
Descending fire 28,
* From behind her, a male voice spoke up in Old Realm, sounding far more inquisitive than accusing*
" What are you doing out here?... Surface dwellers rarely come out this far... The Elementals hide their secrets here... it could be dangerous if you do not know what you are doing. Have you come seeking treasures?"
* Behind her was Person of the Air, glowing with the pale blue light of a chosen of Mela, most likely to deter any aggressive actions should this surface dweller. He wore a blue jade breastplate over a set of white cloth robes, his long white hair flowing loose behind him in the breeze*
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 19, 2011 22:47:31 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
*Flickering Butterfly twisted her foot to the side and her body followed suit in a sharp, clean motion. With her 180 degree turn she was able to see the softly-glowing man and she smiled, giving him a nod*
Hello, I suppose I could ask you the same thing. I like to spend time on the high rocks or speak with the people who live around here. It's a great place to meditate and practice when no one is around. If I'm disturbing your workout or home I can leave. One high rock is as good as another for my purposes
*she drank in his beautiful white wings, noting that his breastplate made room for them so it must be a custom piece. She, herself was clothed in simple sky-blue garments, her pants flowing and her blouse shifting from clingy to loose based on how she moved. Her hair was pulled back into a half-braid with bottom portion left undone*
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Post by Ress on Apr 21, 2011 4:09:54 GMT -5
Descending Fire, 28
* He shook his head, smiling a little as he looked down at her, his wings extending, should he need to fly off any moment*
" No, you are not bothering me. I am a Dragon-Blooded of Mela. No elemental would dare tussle with me."
* He chuckled softly, letting his wings taking him aloft a foot off the ground*
" You speak my language. I am impressed! Where did you learn it? I have heard very few surface dwellers know it. Only Us, the spirits, the river folk, blue skins and the jade born."
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 22, 2011 1:42:59 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
I'm sure it helps that I am also a Dragon Blooded Child of Mela, but to be honest, my mother taught me a little and the rest I learned from Spirits
*her cheeks tinged blue as she activated her own anima banner, revealing that, despite her low breeding, she was definitely an Air Aspect. Butterfly watched as he alighted and sighed, wishing that she, too, had wings. It was something that she had wanted since she was a small child, but to no avail. Even when she Exalted, no wings. That had been pretty disappointing*
I've gathered that it isn't really that common if it isn't your native language. There are certainly a number of races here that speak it, though. At least you won't be lonely
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Post by Ress on Apr 22, 2011 3:33:59 GMT -5
Descending Fire, 28
* he fell back a little, his wings faltering slightly. He smiled widely as he glided back down to his feet, folding his wings behind him. he leaned in forward and hugged her*
"Wow, I am very impressed! another dragon of my same element!"
* He reached behind her and patted her back before stepping back away from her*
" And no wings? That is strange... How do you get around without them?... and you can coax spirits into teaching you? That is interesting... My name is Ra! Who are you, surface dragon of air?"
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 22, 2011 22:19:35 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
*his sudden contact sent Butterfly on edge, and her eyes grew thin and steely, her hand almost instantly at his lower ribs with the point of a filled hollow needle. A part of her realized what was going on and her eyes widened back to their normal fullness and the needle disappeared as if it was never there. She chuckled a little and shook her head, calming down as she assured herself he wasn't a threat*
My name is Flickering Butterfly. Is it customary to hug and pat new people where you're from? For me, it's pretty normal to get around without wings. We just walk or ride to get from place to place. I would personally prefer wings, but I haven't found a way to get real ones yet... I didn't exactly coerce the Spirits, I think it's just because I see them all the time, so they thought it would be nice to communicate. And some of them just wanted me to keep quiet that they were there at all
*Flickering Butterfly laughed a little, realizing that her fluctuating blue aura resounded with the sound*
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Post by Ress on Apr 25, 2011 5:06:47 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
* As he stepped back he nodded, answering her question without knowing how close he was from assassination*
" Yes, it is customary to hug in my culture. Why, do you not hug where you come from?"
* A twitch of his wings sent him aloft once more, gliding over her and landing behind her yet again*
" You walk?.. even long distances? That is strange.... Too bad... you would look nice with a set of feminine wings."
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 26, 2011 17:03:24 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
We hug, but usually only if you've known someone for a little while
*Flickering Butterfly turned around as he flew to position himself behind her, bringing them face to face again. She wasn't sure if this was him trying to look at her wingless back or something more sinister, though she rather doubted he had any negative intent*
Yes, walking can be fairly boring, especially when confronted by something much more elegant like wings. Feminine wings? Why would I have masculine ones? If I thought I could have a pair of wings I would jump on the opportunity, I've always wanted them
*her cheeks heated a little as she admitted that*
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Post by Ress on Apr 26, 2011 23:37:38 GMT -5
Descending fire, 28
* He placed his hands on her shoulders, then looked her over again, his wings lowering to her sides so he could use the light of his body to get a better look at her*
" It should be possible... legends say we were a wingless people before the golden gods elevated us to the skies... maybe they can do it again?... I do not know... perhaps I can find someone to model the wings for your leaders?"
* His wings raised up, then folded behind him. He took a step back, then nodded*
" Our bodies are built similar, besides the wings... I think it could happen!"
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 27, 2011 0:27:01 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
I, well, I have heard of one woman in the empire who might be able to. The Emperor doesn't have the skills necessary to do something like this, but I've heard that this woman does. I have been collecting my money and getting the courage to go see her. I mean, what if she can't? I heard that she made a whole person, a dragon-woman with wings of her own, so I think she could.. I just don't want to be disappointed. It's very kind of you to offer to find a model, but aren't your people rather secretive? Maybe you could draw a picture, I want feathered ones in a startling white. Bright like the snow
*she gave a shy smile and looked up at him as he took a step back. She hadn't really spoken to anyone about this, especially since when she had told her mother when she was younger, her mother had suggested ethereal butterfly wings to go with her name. Butterfly wanted feathers, however, and her mother had told her she would be able to once she became a mighty Dragon- Blooded... The memory brought a look of sadness to her face, but Flickering Butterfly wiped it away with the thought that she could possibly achieve this childhood dream*
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Post by Ress on Apr 29, 2011 22:47:09 GMT -5
Descending fire, 28
* he leapt into the air, letting his wings carry him eight feet up before landing softly next to her*
" Then it is settled! I will go find the best model and you go visit these people who will give you your wings!"
* his wings flared out again, allowing him to hover a few feet off the ground*
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 30, 2011 0:09:10 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
I, oh, okay. You really don't have to, I get the feeling that your people don't really have a great connection with the people down here. I just don't want to start any wars or conflict..
*Flickering Butterfly smiled at Ra, the nervous fluttering of anticipation growing in her gut as she realized that this might really happen. As long as she had enough money, that is...*
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Post by Ress on Apr 30, 2011 0:41:52 GMT -5
Descending fire, 28
"I'll make it happen on my end if you can make it happen on yours! I will see you again in two hours. Goodbye for now, Butterfly!"
* with a few short, strong flaps, Ra shot high into the air, then out of sight*
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Post by Terrestrial on Apr 30, 2011 1:06:47 GMT -5
Descending Fire 28,
Two hours? Crap, I've got to hurry! Alright, I'll do my best!
*Flickering Butterfly turned and dashed out of the ruins, her white braid flying behind her like a snowy tail. Once she reached the dragon boats, Butterfly gave herself a moment to breathe, knowing she was near the workshop of the demon-scientist. Once she reached the building, Flickering Butterfly took a deep breath and stepped inside*
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