http://seekinghonor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] seekinghonor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] windandstorm2010-01-21 11:04 pm
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Voice practice!

[An Elven girl in a simple little skirt and blouse ensemble has arrived in musespace, kneeling near a pretty little pool of water. She splashes her face a bit, shakes her head, runs her fingers through her hair... And when she opens her eyes and blinks... she frowns, disappointed, like she expected to see something else.

She stands. She has a sword in her right hand, and her left hand is fiddling with the hilt of the dagger attached to her belt. She seems to be just faintly worried; in fact, she looks more self-conscious than anything, constantly looking down at herself in between bouts of examining her surroundings.
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... I guess this isn't The Fade. I can't possibly be dreaming... but where have I been taken? And where is my armor?

[identity profile] braidedreaper.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
I'm pretty sure this place doesn't have a name.

[identity profile] braidedreaper.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Here? Like I said, no name.

[identity profile] seekingfame.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Khyrie eventually stumbles onto where Riella is standing, and tries to hide the intense feeling of relief at seeing a familiar face. Neither of the daggers at her hips are drawn, nor the bow on her back, but one might get the feeling that she's certainly twitchy enough to pull them at any moment.]

[After closing to within a handful of paces from her companion, she stares back out at the world again.]


That...is a really good question.

[identity profile] xps1710.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
Oooh, a newbie! With pointy ears!

[identity profile] seekingfame.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[A look of panic hits Khyrie and she hastily begins patting herself down. After a few jingles and rustles she finally relaxes and grins.]

My gold's still there.

[identity profile] braidedreaper.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
You supposed to be somewhere in particular?

[identity profile] seekingfame.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Though it's going to cost a fair few gold to replace that shiny fishnet you were wearing. I suppose we'll have to head back to Denerim now.

...once we figure out where Denerim is.

[identity profile] xps1710.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
I said, you're a newbie. With pointy ears. What, how is that wrong?

[identity profile] braidedreaper.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
You aren't missing anything. [He looks around] Usually if you walk around some you can find a way out of here.

[identity profile] braidedreaper.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Any direction. And I don't know about your armor. [He almost wants to mention that some people make the place change shape, but that seems like too much, too fast.] I can walk with you, if you want?

[identity profile] seekingfame.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
...very carefully? [She fakes a dodge as if expecting Riella to take the jest poorly, still grinning]

[The grin fades soon after, though, and she looks around again.] We start walking, I guess. Unless your pool-gazing's told you anything?

[identity profile] xps1710.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Huh? No! 'Course not. Just haven't seen many before. I think I've maybe seen one other.

Sorry, did I hit a soft spot?

[identity profile] bitchofthewilds.livejournal.com 2010-01-22 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[A woman in a dark cloak appears.] 'Tis strange indeed. I sense neither spirits nor demons.

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