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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 8, 2009 15:02:19 GMT -5
*Nance followed the unicorn to the woods, looking about herself in wonder.*
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Post by the Unicorn on Jan 9, 2009 1:48:59 GMT -5
The unicorn gave a sigh upon reaching the forest. It had been less than a day of traveling (she couldn't tell much beyond that) and the girl seemed to have forgotten her initial trepidation.
Something tugged at her mind, and she paused before asking, "Did I ever ask your name?"
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 9, 2009 3:07:24 GMT -5
"You didn't...it's Nance. Nancy. Er...Anne. Anne Sikes," *replied Nance.*
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Post by the Unicorn on Jan 9, 2009 12:45:19 GMT -5
"Then hello, Anne."
She wondered whether she was living backwards as Schmendrick used to, asking someone's name and carrying it on her shoulders. She would never have done this before saving her people, being too old for impulsive details.
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 9, 2009 13:25:30 GMT -5
*Nance gave a short laugh.*
"Please, call me Nance. I scarce know where to look if you'll always be calling me Anne. ...What may I call you? Have you a name?"
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Post by the Unicorn on Jan 9, 2009 18:29:45 GMT -5
"Very well, Nance." The unicorn balked a little at Nance's question; she needed no name, but the memory of the Lady Amalthea rang at her mind. She told her, though: "I have no name."
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Post by Rinoa Heartilly on Jan 10, 2009 0:38:48 GMT -5
Rinoa wandered through the forest trying not to get her hair or duster caught on the little pointy branches sticking out, and wondered how exactly she had gotten herself into this pickle. It wasn't the darkest, scariest forest she'd ever been in, but she couldn't for the life of her recall the way Haldir had taken to lead her to the inn and the trees were all discouragingly similar.
Luckily there was sunlight filtering through the canopy, or she would have started crying half an hour ago. As it was, Rinoa simply tightened her grasp on the rings she was wearing on a chain (one from her mother, one from Squall) and wondered if there existed any sort of magic she could perform that would get herself... un-lost. Perhaps Sight, or Scan? One of the seeing spells, anyway...
Then Rinoa stopped and listened hard as she heard voices coming from somewhere she couldn't see. "Hello?" she called--just to make sure it wasn't her imagination going wild. "Um, is anyone there?"
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Post by the Unicorn on Jan 11, 2009 23:44:54 GMT -5
The unicorn heard another girl's voice calling from a distance, but she couldn't quite make out the words. However, there was uncertainty in what she could hear, so she moved a few steps towards the girl's direction.
"Is it normal for humans to be lost so often?" she asked Nance.
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 12, 2009 3:15:34 GMT -5
"I don't know. The city can be confusing for those who are new to the area. Perhaps the woods are such for city-folk."
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Post by Rinoa Heartilly on Jan 12, 2009 20:31:02 GMT -5
"Oh, yay!" Rinoa ran through the bushes towards the voices she heard. Several moments of inconveniently scratched-up knees later, she realized that the owners of the voices had already stopped talking, but she didn't need to call out to them because she knew where they were.
In the back of her mind, there was a tingle like the one she felt whenever she cast a spell--except from somebody (or something) else. So right before she cleared the last uneven rows of trees, she flipped her hands through her hair in a nervous attempt to settle it before poking into the small clearing, where the woman and the feminine yet clearly not-human being were standing.
"Hi!" Rinoa said to the human woman, just glad that she wasn't alone anymore. Then she faltered when she saw a white, slender, beautiful creature with a horn in the middle of its (her?) forehead. After a moment of staring, Rinoa decided she would probably not be hurt in reply if she asked a question, so she did. "Um... Hello to you, too. Sorry if this sounds really stupid, but what are you? I've never seen anything like you before in my life."
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Post by the Unicorn on Jan 13, 2009 0:43:01 GMT -5
"Hello," the unicorn said, not at all bothered by the other girl's admission of unfamiliarity. Unicorns kept to themselves, after all, so it was only natural that the occasional person wouldn't know what she was. "I am a unicorn."
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Post by Rinoa Heartilly on Jan 28, 2009 22:48:15 GMT -5
"Um... Not to sound even weirder, but I get the feeling that you're sort of magical. Can you do magic?"
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Post by the Unicorn on Jan 29, 2009 1:07:19 GMT -5
"No wound or poison is too great for me to heal," the unicorn told her, "and even death is brief when I choose to bring someone back."
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Post by Rinoa Heartilly on Jan 30, 2009 13:03:21 GMT -5
The poison and wound part seemed almost normal, but Rinoa felt it was meant to look more special since 1. the unicorn didn't have pockets for potions or antidotes, ruling out the way Rinoa took care of those things, and 2. the death thing.
"That's..." Amazing? Special? Cool? "...Neat."
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 30, 2009 16:15:26 GMT -5
*Nance looked afraid as she listened to the two of them converse.*
"...what on earth...?"
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