Sabev Kimyxa (incendia) wrote in lost_world, @ 2013-06-17 19:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, niklas wright, ranulf ilyien, sabev kimyxa |
Combining friends (Ilyien, then Niks)
Again, Ilyien had not only found a place for them to stay, but a way to make the money needed to pay for things they had to have. Food and shelter topped that list, but more clothing was also important. It was one thing to wear the same thing day in and day out when you were traveling, it was another to do it when you were stationary and moving through a new society. But her friend made it all happen.
Neither phoenix really noticed anything strange about the coins that he brought home. So far, none of the money they'd seen - especially Sabev - had been anything like what they were used to. It didn't freak either of them out, and it didn't really cause much wonder other than the initial inspections.
The thing that Sabev found most strange and disconcerting was the lack of color. Color was the way that she had always defined her life. Phoenix were identified by their color. Family history could be seen in clarity and lines. It was unsettling to look at her human body in the looking glass and not see the fiery red hair or the bright blue eyes. It was off-putting to imagine seeing herself or Ranulf in their true forms and not seeing the colors there.
But in the end, she was okay with it, because he was here with her. Even though she couldn't see the colors of the dresses he brought for her, she could still appreciate the styles. They were different. Flowy. A little bit bouncy.
Though somebody had convinced him to buy some very silly hats. She wore them in the rooms they shared, but she wouldn't dare wear them out the door.
Sabev was straightening up a little while she waited for him to return. She wanted to see if she could convince him to meet Niks. Sabev knew what her friend's mind felt like, so while it might be a little rude to do so, she felt confident that she would be able to seek out Niklas Wright fairly easily.