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02-20-2016, 08:36 PM
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Shit. Wait, let's rewind. The Transcended had been wandering, walking vaguely in a direction that would take her away from the Secret Grove (she carefully avoided considering her actions there), gazing at the waves crashing against the shoreline and contemplating her (rather dull-looking) future. So immersed was she in where she would go and what she would do, now that her life in the Dragon's Throat seemed to be at an end, that she hardly noticed when dirt turned to sand and trees turned to water, and then, out of nowhere, she was there. And Sohalia came face-to-face with -- "Ampere," she breathed. So, let's replay: shit. Astraeus was hunting somewhere behind her, caught up in the trees that she had left behind; sensing her distress through the bond, he deserted the prey that he had been stalking from above and flew for his bonded, sparks flickering off his feathers. It took only a moment or two for him to arrive overhead, shrieking his wary greeting, for she had not wandered very far from the zephyr. She was calmed by his presence, suddenly able to sort through the emotions that raged for attention in her mind. It was too late to flee; she had been sighted, no doubt, long before she took note of the blue in front of her. Even if she were to try and avoid the Chancellor, word of her reappearance in Helovia would no doubt reach Gaucho (or would it?), and that was what she had been so desperately trying to avoid. Her presence would cause only drama and pain, and she could not bear to bring that down on him once again. But what was she to say? She opted for, "Good morning," wincing internally at how cavalier it sounded. "Talk talk talk." @Zenobia, if you would like, and @Ampere |
| Sohalia Don't wanna leave this life knowing I barely tried... |
