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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 12, 2005 14:08:33 GMT -5
"So are you."
Ayadinlani searches her bag for her water bag, twists the lid off and holds it out to where she thinks Othin should approximately be.
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 12, 2005 18:58:49 GMT -5
Othin thinks for a moment.
"Heh. In a sense, yeah, I guess."
A fumbling hand hits her arm clumsily before feeling its way to the bag and accepting it.
"Thanks, Ayadinlani."
He drinks.
"Where are we exactly?"
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 12, 2005 19:01:51 GMT -5
Ayadinlani tilts her head to the side until she almost rolls over. She smiles at the darkness and listens to Othin drinking.
"Here."
She thinks a moment and considers that if he does not know, maybe he will want to see what here is. She turns a little so that she faces him, and folds her wings neatly on her back. Maybe he won't notice. She sits up as straight as she can to hide them better, then she picks up her flint and steel and strikes a few times to show him Here by the light of the sparks.
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 12, 2005 19:20:01 GMT -5
As the sparks begin to fly between the two of them (no pun intended ) she could make out a man who looks maybe in his late twenties to mid thirties though he is very dirty so it is hard to tell. Two bright eyes look intently at her from under wild unruly dark hair that has been allowed to grow for some time from having been kept short. His clothes are heavily torn and dark. He doesn't look around, just looks at her, blinking a little. "Look at you, aren't you cold?"He eventually checks himself and looks down. He starts picking at the cothes she had placed on him he gives them a slight confused look and then leans over to her to give them back. "Here."
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 12, 2005 19:27:12 GMT -5
"Yes."
She lays the flint and steel aside. They are back in the dark. Her tail uncurls behind her and sways a little. Stop that. I'm not doing that. Well I'm not. Neither am I. You must be. I'm not! She takes the clothes from him and sniffs them.
"Oh, clothes."
Smell like you. Must be mine then. Nice of him to bring your clothes. Very. She quickly dresses, albeit with considerable difficulty. Dressing is always difficult. Luckily she can wear the jacket over her back. You look like a hunchback. I am a hunchback. No you're not. Am too. Everybody says so. Who is everybody? ... he is. Has he called you a hunchback yet, hm? ... no... Well then. Not taking it off though. Nyah on you.
"You're dirty."
She picks up the flint and steel again and resumes the spark-making.
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 12, 2005 19:42:25 GMT -5
As she resumes the sparks Othin looks back at her from having been turned away. He eyes her a little confused again.
"They... they're not your clothes?"
He chuckles a little and rubs his forehead a bit.
"Yes, I suppose i am."
He shrugs and looks around.
"So where is 'here'?"
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 12, 2005 19:45:43 GMT -5
"Yes, they are."
She smiles and looks down at her clothes with a smile. They're a perfect fit. So nice of him. She shrugs lightly.
"Here is here."
She stands, hoists the pack on her bag, gets the waterskin back in there, and looks around.
"At least you're awake now. You're heavy. And I don't like those things."
What things? Ugly things. They don't exist now. She looks around to see if there is any tunnel leading away from here. Or food. She is getting hungry.
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 15, 2005 13:51:42 GMT -5
Othin hesitates a little as she gets up.
"Uh... right... so basically, we're lost." he adds the last bit to himself.
He scrambles to his feet with considerably more difficulty than Ayadinlani.
"I'm sorry." he sounds a little embarrassed and then he adds a bit curious, "What things?"
By the sound of his voice it seems like he looks around him as he speaks.
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 15, 2005 14:11:00 GMT -5
Ayadinlani smiles. They're not lost. She has them right here. They are here. But she does not argue. She just steps up and offers to support him again.
"Don't know."
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 15, 2005 14:30:40 GMT -5
Othin accepts the help and gets up, once up he pauses and seems to be looking at her, or at least in her direction, for a little while.
"..."
He stands back a little from being helped up so he stood on his own.
"Thanks. Do you have anything like a torch? It'd help alot to be able to actually see if we are to find a way out."
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 15, 2005 14:32:29 GMT -5
Ayadinlani tilts her head to the side.
"... what?"
She thinks a little on that.
"No. I don't."
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 15, 2005 15:03:58 GMT -5
Othin lets out a deep breath, bordering on a sigh.
"Oh well... it probably wouldn't last us long enough anyway."
He starts to move away though he is moving slowly and carefully.
"Which way did we come from?"
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 15, 2005 15:39:44 GMT -5
Ayadinlani follows silently. She thinks the question over carefully. What does he mean? They are here. Are is all that matters. Here. Down. What? Down. Tunnel. From down. If you say so...
"Tunnel- from down."
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Post by Elanorîn on Dec 21, 2005 9:08:36 GMT -5
The sound of Othin moving stops and he is quiet for a while.
"Fr- what? No, actually, never mind. Just- just tell me if you recognise where we are."
He continues to move slowly.
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Post by Ayadinlani on Dec 21, 2005 9:14:48 GMT -5
Of course she does. They are here. It is dark. He must be very stupid. Ayadinlani walks along quietly, sniffing for fresh air.
"Who are you?"
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