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NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Tilney - 11-25-2016
RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Maude - 11-28-2016
RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Lyanna - 11-28-2016 so i listen to the wind for an answer She is vaguely surprised, though not entirely, when she hears Tilney call a meeting. He seemed to be the only one doing it, which was fine. Someone should, after all, and she still felt like she was too new, even if that wasn’t true. No one seemed to track her time here other than her. She simply did her job, and that was enough to them. But she counted the days – and it had only been a year. Perhapsshe counts the time because it has become a coping method. It has been a year. A short time, yes, but not so short as to be insignificant. She lived a year without her family, and it was not such a bad year. She follows the sound of Tilney’s call to the greenhouse, wondering just want he had planned. Maybe the three Moon Doctors needed to make a point of meeting more often, to discuss what each of them was working on and what they thought needed to be done. It would be beneficial to help organize the ranks more. Lyanna always felt like she mostly just wandered around healing injuries and loitering in the garden on her own, having little idea what the others were up to except when she saw the results of their work as well. She’ll have to bring that idea up, but now doesn’t seem like the time. Largely because she sees Tilney and Maude are the only two present, and she wants to present the idea to both her counterparts, not just one. Also, she figures that’s a conversation best left for just the three of them, and not a whole healers meeting. “Tilney,” she greets, nodding her head in his direction. She stops, standing to one side of Tilney like she has some clue what he’s got up his sleeve, even though she doesn’t. But it’s easy enough to look the part. “How have you been?” she asks, before turning her attention the girl. “I don’t think we’ve properly met. I’m Lyanna.” lyanna RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Gawen - 11-28-2016 Change comes upon them, and Gawen watches despairingly as the weather changes, as the sunlight fights against the snowbanks he had so loved for the past season. He isn't a fan so far of the warmer days and tempered nights; being born in the grip of autumn, this is Gawen's first approaching spring. Though its echoes are quiet, they are insistent, and the hawk objects to the way the world moves onward away from familiarity. But he doesn't know how to word these feelings, who to speak to about this existential stirring in his soul that has no place in a child as young as him. So instead he keeps quiet, trailing after Maude or the doctors, trying to find a place that doesn't exist to put himself away and make a home of. That realization will come later - that he doesn't belong, that he only has his mother and her wandering affections. That fathers are supposed to be claimed by blood, and not just a collection of a myriad of kindly souls who had taken pity on the boy. But change, at least, is good in the sense that he has met Maude and Tilney. That he isn't necessarily a healer yet, but he doesn't care! He's learning, soaking up knowledge like a sponge. He doesn't have a photographic memory, but it's something close. Something feverish and dedicated, focused and intense. Where everything else is clumsy and too-big, too-bright about Gawen, this is where the tempered steel shines. Where the granite rings with comfortable, stony echoes in his soul. Where everything else is soft, this is where he is sharp, and it's why he hurries to Tilney's paternal voice as it booms across the land. As much as he adores Maude, it is not she who captures his attention first, because Lyanna has arrived. Gawen gurgles a squeak of joy and hurries quietly over to the older pegasus, rubbing up against her like a pleased cat in greeting, nosing at the edge of her wing and staring adoringly at her with big blue eyes. He won't disrupt the meeting, no matter how small it is so far, but he smiles beatifically at her before sneaking around to where Maude has left a space for him at her side, her eyes calling him over. He is a little less nervous around her now, and is careful not to stumble as he always does lest he shove the poor girl over in his haste to accompany her. Gawen tucks his wings respectfully to his sides, unsure if she'd allow their grazing, ticklish touch, and smiles a cheeky greeting. A private little joke that doesn't exist, a playful 'aren't we awesome' grin that he knows she'll understand. Blue eyes dance with light and excitement, and he turns to listen to Tilney attentively. I won't just survive Oh, you will see me thrive Can't write my story, I'm beyond the archetype Image Credits RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Glacia - 11-28-2016
The voice caused my head to raise from my searching. What was I looking for? Everything. Something I had always enjoyed doing in my youth. Digging through the snow to find plants and to discover what they did. Of course, I wasn't having much luck, but it kept me occupied and moving in the chilly weather. But I was summoned to come forward. Graceful limbs pulled myself forward through the snow, clumps clinging to the feathers on my legs. I did look better. There was a slight gauntness and not quiet enough fat covered my rips, but my curves had returned, and the potential for great beauty that I could posses was there.
As I walked I thought, and wondered. I had yet to run into Kvasir, and those I had encountered had not seen him either. Nor had I heard anything in regards to my sons father, Rhoa. Another thing to strike me as odd was the absence of my father, the Frozen Light. None seemed to know where I could find him, and yet no one had said he had left. Maybe I could approach one of the Moon Doctors and they would be able to paint me a clearer picture. Maybe he was sick, after all it could be possible. It didn't take long to reach the gathering. Already their where some gathered. My eyes landed on the flaxen stag with the tree marking, and then to a pretty mare who introduced herself to the child at Tileny's side as Lyanna. She was another Moon Doctor. There where two children, one seemed to be the child of Tilney and the other a painted canvas of browns and whites. As I approached I slowed to a halt, looking at those gathered, and tried my best to put on a friendly smile. "Hello. I am Glacia. I am wanting to become a nurse." I nodded to the moon doctors and the filly, and then to the colt. I was going to be okay. I was trying. "Speech goes here." Glacia
Slow down, it's a science RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Sacre - 12-09-2016
I’m standing in front of destiny
That has passed me by again. We're late! So late... Sacre hurried through the trees, his foxes echoing themselves in his head as they chided him for being tardy, but the fox-boy had only just returned from another excursion in the wilds, at least he hadn't been dozing off, which was usually the more likely. Still, it didn't slow his step as he screeched around another turn, hooves sliding in the snow in his haste, wondering if the meeting had already started when he reached the final stretch towards the Greenhouse. He could make out a small gathering, headed by Tilney, recognising Lyanna and Glacia, but the other two young foals he didn't know. He had silently hoped that Tandavi might be around, he hadn't seen her in a while, nor had he come across Mauja or Roux, he always seemed to lose his friends and family. As if fate didn't like them to hang around him for very long, their meetings were so fleeting compared to the time he spent away, at least he made friends easily—or so he thought. He slipped into the back of the crowd, sidling up alongside Glacia and winking at her, hoping she wouldn't give him away, but unsure whether Tilney had noticed his lateness. Still, it didn't seem like he had missed much, perhaps the meeting had yet begun and Sacre breathed a sigh of relief. Inari and Ríona made themselves at home in front of his forelegs, the redder fox curling into a ball whilst his kitsune friend sat back on her hinds, more interested in the hanging bat from Timmy's antlers than anything else in the meeting. "I'm Sacre" he greeted those who might not know him before turning to regard Tilney "is everything okay?" he asked, wondering if the Doctor had something in mind for him to do. quietly sneaks him in RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Tilney - 12-10-2016
RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Ráeru - 12-20-2016 Back when we were young and now we’re up here on another level." By now she'd mostly tuned out the golden mans words to the children present. Though if she had been giving him her full attention she would have most likely snorted, half amused and half doubtful. No, she only had eyes for her darker brother. Still only half believing that he was truly here, worried that at any moment they would all vanish in a puff of smoke. Smoke that was dark, poisonous and would dance around her body, swirling, spinning and teasing before finally entering her body and making her vanish as well. Just for once she wanted him to continue being real, everybody, even the strange, needed a family. Bit of a jump back in Ráeru's timeline but wanted her to attend this meeting. Hope that's okay! Also Imi I thought it would be best if Raeru recognised Sacre, but if you rather she didn't then I will change my post <3 RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Maude - 12-21-2016
RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Sacre - 12-22-2016
I’m standing in front of destiny
That has passed me by again. Sacre’s smile towards Tilney was sheepish when the elder unicorn greeted him and his face twisted into one of apology. At least he had just made it, right? Perhaps he might have to show up first to the next meeting in order to redeem himself. However, the fox-boy didn’t linger long on his repentance as what Tilney said next shook his world, his ever so bright blue eyes growing wide in surprise… and fierce hope. “Wha- Who?” When? How? he questioned suddenly, why would Tilney know his brother? Why would Roux be here? Of all the searching he had done for his ruby red twin was fate going to place him here, right under Sacre’s nose, after all this time! If so, why wasn’t Roux turning up? Had something happened? No, impossible, surely… His arrow hadn’t burned its heart-wrenching violent red in such a long time, thank the Gods. Yet, still more frustration crept into desperate gaze, was he going to be so close and yet so far from finding his beloved brother? “Roux?“ Distraughtly, he took a step towards the tree marked Doctor, his beacon of hope, a hope that was slowly dying the more time passed and his twin didn't show. "My brother is here? In the Worlds Edge?" he asked anxiously, as if poor Tilney had all the answers. It had been such a long time since Sacre had even a clue of where the other half of his soul might be. Reeling himself in, he begrudgingly brought himself back to the present, his face dropping in sadness as he shook his head, "I don't know where either are" he answered solemnly. He didn't know Evangeline all that well, though he would recognise her if he saw her and it was true he hadn't seen the Pure for a while. Silently, he prayed both were well and nursed his hurting heart as he listened to Tilney's instructions, busying his mind with the thought of Ceder Heartwood as he nodded his compliance, not that he entirely understood what they were meant to do. He hoped the Doctor would elaborate later on and Sacre might finally be able to pick Tilney's brain on healing knowledge, he still knew so little. It was then, like a fateful wind gently piecing his broken heart back together, the face of his mother joined the gathered crowd. So pale, delicate, right down to her soft pink nose and those blue eyes like his own that made him almost want to cry. This was a dream, right? His mother was dead she couldn't be here. The fox-boy's eyes roved from her face to the horn on her head, glass, like his father's—their fathers. This wasn't Kou, though their resemblance was striking enough to fool Sacre for a moment, but her feet were also made of glass and she stood as tall as him with a lion's tail finished with snowy hair. Sacre's eyes widened again, he had never really seen his younger sister very often, and certainly not much as an adult, though young she still was. His chest filled with joy for, at last, his family was slowly returning to him. First Mesec; now Ráeru. The fox-boy attempted to move his trembling nose to the neck of his sibling, gently offering her a touch of family once long lost, his bright eyes glittering with wonder and happiness. "Ráeru" he greeted her with elation. He felt like grabbing onto the poor girl and never letting her go. There was so much to say and yet here, in the middle of a meeting, was probably not the best place to say it. Though even as the gathering ended and suddenly he realised he was meant to go with Tilney, he hesitated, not wanting to leave the side of his youngest sister and one he had never had the chance to get to know properly. Sacre felt as if he needed to say a million apologies to her, he was her older brother after all and he should have been there, when their parents weren't. Yet, despite that, Ráeru appeared to have grown well and it swelled the fox-boy's heart with pride. "Come with us" he offered, wondering if Tilney would mind, "or at least come find me, or I will find you" he muddled his words together "I have so much to say, so much I've missed" it was evident he was struggling to put into words the emotions he felt. A simple healers meeting had turned into something of a family reunion tearing at his heart. "It's good to see you, little Ráeru" he smiled fondly. trainwreck sacre alert RE: NIGHT SCHOOL [healers, mandatory] - Lyanna - 12-22-2016 so i listen to the wind for an answer Like always when she sees Gawen, her heart soars and melts at all once. She’s become used to his often exuberant greetings, and braces herself for something of collision. Though this time, he softer in his approach, though it doesn’t seem to her to be any less excited. Instead he squeals, moving quickly to her side to brush against her wing. She smiles big and bright in his direction. “Gawen. How is the flying going?” As always, names are her hello. An old habit from her previous life, where knowing a name was one of the most important things she could do. It’s amazing how flattered dignitaries are by the sound of their own name. After a moment, he goes to Maude’s side, and Lyanna watches the two friends for a moment before turning her attention back to the meeting in general. A black Appaloosa joins them, introducing herself as Glacia. “Welcome,” Lyanna says, her voice warm and inviting, and there’s no hint of anything else in it. She means it, even that simple word. Once she’d been in exactly Glacia’s shoes, and truthfully, she still feels like she’s new here every day. There is so much she does not know. Sacre joins them as well, and she nods to the now familiar stallion. Tilney greets each in turn as well, and she doesn’t interject much. He called the meeting, after all, and so it’s he that should be running it. Though still, she felt like perhaps they should be working together more. When most have arrived, he dives in, handing out tasks. Lyanna simply nods, turning her attention to Glacia with a smile. She disagrees more with sending the children to weed when they could be out learning, but the children take to it with glee at least. Another joins them, and the only word she speaks is Sacre’s name in a question. She figures at this point, she can leave the rest to it as they head off on their individual tasks. “Shall we?” she says to Glacia, before turning to head off in search of some ferns. lyanna |