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[Action Thread] You Promised The World Would Tame Me

Posted by anastasia_de_w on 2007.04.06 at 15:24


Fata Morgana
fata_morga at 2007-04-16 22:46 (UTC) (Link)
Fata took a huge breath. "So..." Huff. "Many..." Puff. "Steps." Exhale. Her escort didn't reply. "Can I have a break?" The man let out an indigant huff. "You just had one! And we're nearly there. So please, stop complaining." Fata pouted and said, "I don't like you." He replied, "Well, I don't like you either." Fata went ahead of the man, trying to find her way by herself, blindfolded. "Watch out for-" Suddenly, Fata fell on her ass on flat ground. The man sighed. "The landing."

Fata could hear his rushed steps as he went to help her up. "Are you okay?" Finally, the man undid her blindfold. She said without looking up at him, "Yes, I'm fine. Thank-" she suddenly stopped. Her escort.. wasn't that bad looking. No, Fata! Focus. Meeting. War. That stuff. Not hot captors. She finished weakly, "You." The man shook his head. "I wasn't supposed to let you see me. Shit." Fata shook her head. "I won't tell if you won't," she said with resignation. This day was getting weirder and weirder.

Fata was let into a dark, dank, and very cold room. She had to blink a few times to get used to the light, or lack of. "How home-y," she muttered. She glanced around until she saw one of the two people she had been dying to see all day. "Ana! Oh, thank goodness. I had no idea what the hell has been going on." She rushed to hug her friend. While doing that, the door opened again, this time bringing in the other person she wanted to see. "Amaya!" She ran over to hug her too. After releasing Amaya, she took a shaky breath. "Okay, so the gang's all here. Now what?"
Lady Anastasia de Wulfe
anastasia_de_w at 2007-04-19 21:38 (UTC) (Link)
Ana pulled on her petticoat after Fata's hug crinkled it. "Hello Fata, Amaya," she said gently, nodding. It then grew quiet after the question was uttered from the Fae's lips. Anastasia's escort straightened from leaning against the wall and stepped forward slightly. She cursed mentally when he avoided the light. "A messenger should be sent from within the forum to notify us that the Council is ready to meet with you," he said. "I'm sorry we have nothing to eat or drink while you wait."
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