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Post by camille on Dec 7, 2008 13:36:31 GMT -5
Where am I? the adolescent mind asked. Looking from side to side, she tried to gain her surroundings. The wind howled in her ears and her wings fluttered behind her back, chills running up and down her spine.
The fog ahead of her was thick and she held out her ring to provide light as she continued down the path. How had she gotten here? A simple trip to the market, and then one little wrong turn and here she was, lost. Normally she had a pretty good sense of direction, especially in the woods, but it had felt like she wasn't in Scotland anymore. She'd never been near these woods before and it frightened her.
Pulling the cloak tighter and tighter around her brown skin she trudged on. Her red high-tops making the very so often crack as stick fell in her path. The trees were too thick for her to see the sun or the moon peeking through, but from the looks of it it seemed like middle of the night.
Sounds of scurrying made her heart jump and she quickened her pace a little more. Being alone was one of Camille's biggest fears, even though she had been without friends for most of her life. The thought that not even her family was here made her heart skip a beat. She needed to find a way out, or somewhere to stay for the night, Camille didn't like the idea of staying in a foreign place for the night.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 7, 2008 13:56:06 GMT -5
A foreboding figure stood in Camille's path as the setting seemed to warp further, a misty fog settling in on the area and the sound of water could be heard from not far ahead, the clanging of a ship's bell. There was a large body of water ahead somewhere. The stranger didn't seem at all worried about anything, he simply looked at Camille with a raised eyebrow, "Camille, I believe?" he asked, his voice like a growl in it's tones. He was dressed in a long black cloak that was in tatters around the hem, his eyes a golden orange hue with slicing cat-like pupils that watched the young one in a disinterested fashion. He awaited a response and he was noticeably hostile in his stance, like a dangerous spectre he was there in the path and running away wouldn't seem like much of an option since that would mean turning your back on him which didn't seem like much of a great idea at all, he was an interesting fellow though, his skin the lightest hue of scaly blue and his hair cascading in silver strands around his face. It could be thought that perhaps he had no idea how forbidding he was appearing at the current moment, he really didn't do anything but ask if Camille was who she was and stand there. He was still really creepy though.
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Post by camille on Dec 7, 2008 18:27:51 GMT -5
Her nose sniffled with the want of a tissue, starring at the ground just listening to the surroundings as she walked. Her voice was spoken and she hesitated in raising her head, the sight of the...creature speaking to her startled Camille. Finding the words to reply were quiet and accompanied with a nod "Yes...can I help you?" The nimble fingers around her cloak dropped as she waited for the answer. The clanging of bells made the trees russle in reply making her breath speed up half a step.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 7, 2008 18:51:36 GMT -5
The stranger noticed how he had startled Camille and there was a bit of a frustratedly downcast sigh, "You have been taken here so that I might extend an invitation for you to take classes at Twilight Moon Academy." He spoke in a cordial tone, though it was obvious that he was a bit displeased now, he looked at the ground. It was a sad thing really, even after all these years he still wasn't quite used to how people reacted to see him how he looked now. He blinked, a pair of eyelids moving from the two sides of his eyes before his normal eyelids moved. He watched Camille with an interested expression to see if she would either stare at the ground or stare at him, it was usually either one or the other because well, he wasn't going to deny it, he was one strange looking person nowadays. "My name is Tamir, by the way." He said, holding a hand out for Camille to shake, "Pardon me if I might have bothered you in some way, I should have known better." He then used his hand that wasn't offered to Camille to raise the hood of his cloak so it hid his face now, it was strange because now you couldn't see the blue skin or the strange eyes or anything.
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Post by camille on Dec 7, 2008 21:58:49 GMT -5
She cleared her throat, noticing the sudden change in attitude of Tamir she nodded and looked at him. Truthfully he wasn't...awful, but the long she looked at him the more human he looked. Startled at his sudden hositlity over his looks she politely shook his hand looking at the shadowed area that was now his face. A qeustion creeped in her head, "Wait...classes...Twilight Academy?" Legs moving slowly closer to him she grew comfortable realizing his "friendliness."
She felt bad for him as he mentioned his appearence, Camille shook her head the bangs moving slytly from her face to allow both ice blue eyes to be clearly seen. "Please don't, I'm sorry you don't have to hide the way you look...I should've known better." Noticing how cliched that sounded her voice drew quiet again as she asked him another question, "What are you anyway?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 7, 2008 23:09:01 GMT -5
"I'm a varin." he wasn't completely a varing but it was a complicated thing to explain and he really didn't like getting into details, and the funny thing was that he was perfectly aware that Camille was likely to know absolutely nothing of the varin race, considering they were little known outside of Turteus. He made no movement to lower his hood, not seeing any incentive to actually show his face once more for Camille to inspect. "So would you be interested in coming to Twilight Moon Academy?" He asked, "There are many other students there and a wide curriculum that you are likely to find very interesting." he awaited an answer, obviously he needed a response from Camille before the subject could move to something else.
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