Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 10:02 pm
OoC: I am putting Keychain aside for a while, considering that I am finishing up with her parts of the series that I've been working on, and turning to a new face in a brand new story that I have invented. HA2 has helped me a lot with inventing the story of Keychain and Luis. It always seems to do good with my story plots.
IC: There was a brief second when light hit the wings of a small fairy. It danced across the thin wings. Diamonds of light erupted everywhere. The attention of people was turned to where it was coming from. However, the small body zipped quickly between people. Nobody got a good glance. All they saw was a tiny, blue body moving quickly through the streets. Some could briefly hear, "Excuse me!", "Pardon me!", and maybe even a small, "I'm terribly sorry! I won't bump into you again!". However, when they told the person beside them, they would say that they heard nothing, and make the person feel like as if they were imagining it.
But they weren't. Mirage, a small, blue fairy, sat on the ledge of a house. She stared at the streets below with her emerald eyes. Her blue-green braided hair tumbled down to her bare feet. Being a fairy, there was no use of shoes when all you did was fly. She tapped one of her small fingers on her lip, scowling down at the crowd. Her dressed looked like as if it was made of blue lily-of-the-valley flowers. Her pants underneath them were a rich color of green, made from fresh leaves. Her mother had insisted that she would wear a dress, and act like a "proper young female fairy" while being out in the world. However, just as she left the sight of her mother, Mirage uncovered her pants and placed them on.
Most fairies do not leave where they are raised. But Mirage was different. She was on a mission. About twelve years ago, when she was much smaller and a more naive little fairy. She had ended up with the top part of her wings ripped off when she collided with a tree branch. The white scar was still visible on her wing. Somehow, a young boy had been able to put it back together with only sticky tree sap and two thin leaves. Ever since, Mirage has been waiting for the moment to be able to leave the small cluster of fairies in which she had once lived in. No one else had openly left before. Being the eighteenth and last child of her mother's, her mother had grown very attached and couldn't bare for her to leave. But now an adult fairy, she could do what she wanted to.
Mirage jumped off and zipped through the crowd. Now where was that little boy that she had met? The one with dusty blond hair and brown eyes. She stopped briefly to look at a little boy. Finding out that he had blue eyes, she flew away. The boy proceeded to shout to his mother about seeing a fairy.
She blew at a loose strand of hair. It's like as if these people have not seen a fairy at all. Mirage caught herself up in the search for the person who had saved her life. She wanted to so badly find the boy, and repay everything that he owed to that she didn't even notice the lantern until she found herself hitting the glass.
"Hey!" she shouted. Frantically getting up, she smoothed out her wings. She spun around for the exit, and saw that it was just shutting on her. So, she turned her attention to the person who had decided to lock her away in the lantern. It was a man who dressed as a beggar, and most likely was one. He grinned at her. Most of his teeth were missing, and the few left were blackened. Mirage shuttered lightly. Not because of his teeth, but because she saw one of his eyes moving around without his control. And the other one had been gouged out. Nothing was covering it up from sight.
"I found m'self a gewd one! I'ma make shome monah tonigh!" His words slurred. Mirage didn't need to see him stumbling to know that he was drunk. A drunk beggar had captured her.
She looked around to find an escape. Was there a small hole that she could slip out of? Nope, it was just an empty lantern with glass that slid upward. Mirage tried to get a grip on the glass, trying to slide it up herself, but her actions were fruitless. Sitting down, she then looked around in a panic. The man had started to laugh hysterically for no reason. Maybe he was also crazy.
Words caught in her throat as the terror built up. The ones that she needed to be shouted would not come out. Instead, her most favorite phrase came out when she was trying to get food at the fairy markets. "Excuse me, would somebody please do something!?" Mirage pushed herself against the lantern, hoping someone would see her blue glow and realize what was going on.
Her body suddenly tumbled backwards as the man began to swing the lantern. A loud, shrilling cry came from her throat. It sounded like as if it could have come from a little girl. Her head hit the opposite pane. Screeching, she gripped her head as her words finally came from her mouth:
"Somebody help me!"
IC: There was a brief second when light hit the wings of a small fairy. It danced across the thin wings. Diamonds of light erupted everywhere. The attention of people was turned to where it was coming from. However, the small body zipped quickly between people. Nobody got a good glance. All they saw was a tiny, blue body moving quickly through the streets. Some could briefly hear, "Excuse me!", "Pardon me!", and maybe even a small, "I'm terribly sorry! I won't bump into you again!". However, when they told the person beside them, they would say that they heard nothing, and make the person feel like as if they were imagining it.
But they weren't. Mirage, a small, blue fairy, sat on the ledge of a house. She stared at the streets below with her emerald eyes. Her blue-green braided hair tumbled down to her bare feet. Being a fairy, there was no use of shoes when all you did was fly. She tapped one of her small fingers on her lip, scowling down at the crowd. Her dressed looked like as if it was made of blue lily-of-the-valley flowers. Her pants underneath them were a rich color of green, made from fresh leaves. Her mother had insisted that she would wear a dress, and act like a "proper young female fairy" while being out in the world. However, just as she left the sight of her mother, Mirage uncovered her pants and placed them on.
Most fairies do not leave where they are raised. But Mirage was different. She was on a mission. About twelve years ago, when she was much smaller and a more naive little fairy. She had ended up with the top part of her wings ripped off when she collided with a tree branch. The white scar was still visible on her wing. Somehow, a young boy had been able to put it back together with only sticky tree sap and two thin leaves. Ever since, Mirage has been waiting for the moment to be able to leave the small cluster of fairies in which she had once lived in. No one else had openly left before. Being the eighteenth and last child of her mother's, her mother had grown very attached and couldn't bare for her to leave. But now an adult fairy, she could do what she wanted to.
Mirage jumped off and zipped through the crowd. Now where was that little boy that she had met? The one with dusty blond hair and brown eyes. She stopped briefly to look at a little boy. Finding out that he had blue eyes, she flew away. The boy proceeded to shout to his mother about seeing a fairy.
She blew at a loose strand of hair. It's like as if these people have not seen a fairy at all. Mirage caught herself up in the search for the person who had saved her life. She wanted to so badly find the boy, and repay everything that he owed to that she didn't even notice the lantern until she found herself hitting the glass.
"Hey!" she shouted. Frantically getting up, she smoothed out her wings. She spun around for the exit, and saw that it was just shutting on her. So, she turned her attention to the person who had decided to lock her away in the lantern. It was a man who dressed as a beggar, and most likely was one. He grinned at her. Most of his teeth were missing, and the few left were blackened. Mirage shuttered lightly. Not because of his teeth, but because she saw one of his eyes moving around without his control. And the other one had been gouged out. Nothing was covering it up from sight.
"I found m'self a gewd one! I'ma make shome monah tonigh!" His words slurred. Mirage didn't need to see him stumbling to know that he was drunk. A drunk beggar had captured her.
She looked around to find an escape. Was there a small hole that she could slip out of? Nope, it was just an empty lantern with glass that slid upward. Mirage tried to get a grip on the glass, trying to slide it up herself, but her actions were fruitless. Sitting down, she then looked around in a panic. The man had started to laugh hysterically for no reason. Maybe he was also crazy.
Words caught in her throat as the terror built up. The ones that she needed to be shouted would not come out. Instead, her most favorite phrase came out when she was trying to get food at the fairy markets. "Excuse me, would somebody please do something!?" Mirage pushed herself against the lantern, hoping someone would see her blue glow and realize what was going on.
Her body suddenly tumbled backwards as the man began to swing the lantern. A loud, shrilling cry came from her throat. It sounded like as if it could have come from a little girl. Her head hit the opposite pane. Screeching, she gripped her head as her words finally came from her mouth:
"Somebody help me!"
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"There is a world between us as we stand apart, but together we unite something stronger. Bravery and ignorance go hand in hand, as well as the friend standing next to you."Keychain
Level 3 Scholar:
STR: 1 + 9 (Deku Staff) = 10
DEF: 2
AGI:1
INT: 3
SPI: 3
SPL: 12
Health:20
Learn: Slingshot
"There is a world between us as we stand apart, but together we unite something stronger. Bravery and ignorance go hand in hand, as well as the friend standing next to you."Keychain
Level 3 Scholar:
STR: 1 + 9 (Deku Staff) = 10
DEF: 2
AGI:1
INT: 3
SPI: 3
SPL: 12
Health:20
Learn: Slingshot