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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 20:41:02 GMT -5
She wakes up in the middle of the night in her groggy state she can see a small fire in the far distance.
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 20:46:57 GMT -5
Aila rubbed the sleep from her eyes wearily before looking more closely. As usual, her curiosity prodded her to go and check it out even though she was still quite tired, though surely it would be much warmer by the flames. If whomever was camped there turned out to be friend rather than foe, perhaps they wouldn't mind allowing a small being such as herself to share the site for the night. After mulling over whether she should or not, she finally came to her decision and roused herself from her makeshift bed. It would be faster is she flew there rather than walked and she was sure her legs would appreciate the rest. Hopefully she would not blank of of exhaustion on the way there. She left the confines of the knothole and began for the fire that shone in the distance, the odd light that often surrounded her kinsmen glowing more noticeably in the black of the night rather then the bright of the day, making her seem almost like one those fire-bugs, albeit larger then the insects.
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 20:56:08 GMT -5
She sees that it's the warrior from before. He's sitting next to a tree writing in some sort of journal.
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 20:59:47 GMT -5
Aila plopped herself down on a nearby rock to rest a moment to study him curiously. Surely it would be rude to disturb him from what he was doing, but she assumed it would be even more so to just sit there and stare. After she'd relaxed a moment, she would approach him.
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 21:05:29 GMT -5
Eventually he finishes writing and closes the book. He unclasps his helmet and takes it off. The first thing aila notices is that it is in fact a woman. She has short lavender hair, teal skin and light blue lips. She is a dragonair though Aila wouldn't know this.
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 21:10:36 GMT -5
Now this was startling. Of course she had known of female warriors as some of those in other clans had been, but she had been sure that this being had been male. Though she knew nothing of this species so only assumptions could be made. If she was finished, then now would be a good time to confront this strange female. She pushed off from the rock to head closer to the being.
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 21:12:14 GMT -5
She doesn't seem to notice her.
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 21:14:17 GMT -5
"Hello!" Aila called out in friendly greeting once she had neared the being, her voice of a slightly higher pitch and almost childlike.
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 21:16:47 GMT -5
The woman looks around but does not look down.
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 21:18:34 GMT -5
Aila watched in amusement, unable to help the giggles that escaped her. "You'll have to look down you know, not everything is so large," she said in teasing.
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 21:19:27 GMT -5
She looks down and sees her.
"I know you...."
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 21:21:50 GMT -5
"Yes, you saw me fighting those creatures before," Aila said, pleased that she had been remembered. She decided it would be good manners to introduce herself before making her request. As mischievous of a little thing as she was, she was raised proper after all. "My name is Aila."
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 21:25:35 GMT -5
She nods. "Gracia of the Firebane tribe. First Dragon Knight, White Savant Knights"
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Post by Christi on Dec 9, 2008 21:28:33 GMT -5
"What are you?" Aila asked her curiously, hoping she didn't sound rude, "I've never any beings such as yourself before."
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Post by Zaku on Dec 9, 2008 21:30:03 GMT -5
"I've never seen something as small as you."
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