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09-05-2014, 09:17 PM
Mauja... Leeka played with the word in her head, commiting it to memory even though it felt familiar almost, strangely enough. Somehow the fact that she had gotten his name felt like a victory in itself, one of which would have felt triumphant if it weren't for the heavy tone of his voice, which came slow as ever, and that look...that briefest look into his eyes for the first time. That glacier before her had cracked, allowing her a peek around the gate, softened by the pieces of a labyrinth history and meaning that she could only guess upon, but could no less feel for. A disjointed spirited seemed to radiate then around Mauja and for whatever reason she felt that he was lost, tenetivly poking around for somewhere to be. It was the only thing that made sense, at least to Leeka. It wasn't a feeling she wanted to remember, being lost and uncertain of the days. No one should ever feel like that and if she could help, why shouldn't she? Why else admit he didn't belong to the Edge and wish to see Kahlua? Horn or not, the mission of the Edge was peace. It was not only within her duty and the law of the land, but was. Offering a gentle smile, Leeka hoped that in someway Mauja trusted her or believed she meant kindly. There was no need to shy away from her. "If you truly are as you claim, I'd be more then happy to guide you back to the Edge. Even in these waning hours I'm sure Kahlua would not turn away a guest, especially not a friend. You do seem a bit tired though...can you make the climb?" OOC: So sorry for the poodoo post and lateness..."Talking" Leeka Just one, a little step at a time |
