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04-12-2017, 09:13 AM
oh, I see stars rushing through my mind
colours have no time to fade
Mesec, as always, was relieved when his presence wasn’t shrugged off or shunned - and he smiled at the chirp of welcome that the fierce looking bird-mare - and then smiled brighter when she grinned at Lucius. The zephyr chirped back at her before rising up a little to scout ahead of them.
They were joined a moment later by Iona, one of the Specters in the Edge. “You’re very welcome, I’m glad you like it.” Iona’s glass chain mail was some of the last items that Mesec had made - that first stint where he wanted to craft items and practice his new skill was the last time he had actually used the magic. He was very much ashamed when he realized just how lax he had been in his duties as a glazier - he didn’t even know who the other members of the crafting ranks were, aside from Graasvoel and he barely knew the other stallion.
But Mesec’s inward commentary and self-loathing were stopped when Iona turned her attention to the feather-maned mare they were joining on her patrol. When asked for a name, the mare doesn’t really speak - there was a quick exclamation but instead she turned to pluck a small feather from her wing. “Feather?” Mesec asked, wanting to clarify that he had her name correctly - or at least close enough that she would be satisfied. He couldn’t remember the last time he came across someone who couldn’t (or didn’t) speak but Feather didn’t seem to have much trouble communicating - with nods and soft noises she answered their questions clearly.
And after spending time with his cousin and her strange obsession about finding the right name, Mesec no longer found it weird when someone wanted to be called by something that wasn’t traditionally a name.
In response to Iona’s question about whether they had seen anything yet, Mesec also shook his head and added a quiet “No”.
Ru then moved to continue on the trail and Mesec followed, his silver eyes looking back to check to see whether Iona was coming along as well. She had brought Kaos up and Vesper’s worried face swam in his mind. It was hard to protect her from this new danger when he didn’t even know anything about it. “Do you know if there have been any signs of Kaos since…. Well, since he showed up?”
They were joined a moment later by Iona, one of the Specters in the Edge. “You’re very welcome, I’m glad you like it.” Iona’s glass chain mail was some of the last items that Mesec had made - that first stint where he wanted to craft items and practice his new skill was the last time he had actually used the magic. He was very much ashamed when he realized just how lax he had been in his duties as a glazier - he didn’t even know who the other members of the crafting ranks were, aside from Graasvoel and he barely knew the other stallion.
But Mesec’s inward commentary and self-loathing were stopped when Iona turned her attention to the feather-maned mare they were joining on her patrol. When asked for a name, the mare doesn’t really speak - there was a quick exclamation but instead she turned to pluck a small feather from her wing. “Feather?” Mesec asked, wanting to clarify that he had her name correctly - or at least close enough that she would be satisfied. He couldn’t remember the last time he came across someone who couldn’t (or didn’t) speak but Feather didn’t seem to have much trouble communicating - with nods and soft noises she answered their questions clearly.
And after spending time with his cousin and her strange obsession about finding the right name, Mesec no longer found it weird when someone wanted to be called by something that wasn’t traditionally a name.
In response to Iona’s question about whether they had seen anything yet, Mesec also shook his head and added a quiet “No”.
Ru then moved to continue on the trail and Mesec followed, his silver eyes looking back to check to see whether Iona was coming along as well. She had brought Kaos up and Vesper’s worried face swam in his mind. It was hard to protect her from this new danger when he didn’t even know anything about it. “Do you know if there have been any signs of Kaos since…. Well, since he showed up?”
MESEC
the nightwind
SORRY IT TOOK 15 YEARS
@Iona @Ru <3
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