Eilidh (fairyofair) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2012-04-15 15:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-09-05 |
i believe in fairy tales & serendipitous encounters
Who: Eilidh and Layla
When: Closing time
Where: L'Attique
Eilidh's encounter with Linnea the water elemental had really just reaffirmed that the people of this realm were so very odd. Was it a mortal realm thing or just a mortal thing was the real question that she didn't have a satisfactory answer to. To get one she'd need to find more mortals who were willing to spend time with her. A lot of them avoided her when she spoke to herself or went out of her way to avoid things that she didn't quite trust -- like those red things she'd learned were called fire hydrants. She still didn't know how they worked, but she knew that there was iron involved in the making and she'd rather not poison herself by passing too near to something that could be avoided. She'd actually seen people sitting on them! What if they spewed out fire? Then they'd be sorry when they were running around with all their clothes burning to ashes. 'I don't think that's how it works, Eilidh.' Flicker had taken up residence under her hair as the day went on, tired of flitting around and full from the bugs that he'd managed to snag out of the air while they were doing what was, according to him, a lot of nothing. It wasn't nothing from Eilidh's perspective. She'd chosen one of those sidewalk benches that she'd always seen in quaint little towns while peering through the reflective surfaces back home and she rather liked this wooden one even if a tree had needed to die for it to be made. Far better than the wrought iron one she'd seen in their park. But the bench wasn't important, no, what was important was that it afforded her a view of L'Attique. She could see people passing in and out and even get a glimpse of those who worked inside occasionally. 'Stalking behavior.'
"I still don't understand what you mean with all that," Eilidh nearly snapped, an edge of exasperation in her voice. Flicker kept calling her that and she kept pointing out that she wasn't going to hurt Layla. She was going to say hello and if she kept it together for long enough then she'd be doing that today. For the past few hours, though, she'd been seated her flipping through a book that she'd found. Flicker kept trying to say that she'd stolen it, but Eilidh waved that idea off. Of course she hadn't stolen it; it'd been sitting on a table out in the open with a bunch of other books and it wasn't stealing if you just took something that interested you and wasn't being watched. This one was about geographical structures and, while slightly boring at points, the pictures were very nice and Eilidh felt a little more educated by the time she'd reached the end.
'The store is going to close,' Flicker pointed out, wriggling his way out and flitting down onto her knee.
"I know."
'...are you going to go in?'
Eilidh wasn't afraid of much. Iron and magic that she couldn't do a thing about were her most notable ones but, for an elemental fae, they only made sense. This other fear was far less reasonable: she was nearly terrified that Layla wasn't going to like her. It was one thing to watch a whole line of people grow up from another realm and quite another to go and say hello to one of them. That she bore physical resemblance to Fiona certainly didn't help matters. If Layla didn't like her then that'd be like rejection and Eilidh hadn't ever dealt well with that in the past; "I think that I'll wait until tomorrow," Eilidh said at last, dropping her eyes down.
That was when Flicker took off and swooped through the briefly open door to land inside. 'I'm going to stay in here until you come get me.' You get out of there right now! 'No, come say hi to Layla.' I can just leave you there. 'I might get hurt and then so would you...' It was not like Layla even knew what she looked like. Eilidh could walk in, retrieve her bird and leave without ever being seen. She could do that. Rising, book in hand, Eilidh made her way across the street and, taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door and walked in. Immediately she started looking for Flicker and couldn't find him. And of course the only other person she could see was Layla. "Excuse me?" She asked politely, stopping a respectful distance away and giving a smile. Please don't hate me on sight. 'You are so paranoid.' Where are you?? Silence. Eilidh smiled brightly and hoped that she wasn't staring, but this was the first time she'd been so near to Layla. "But my familiar came in here and hid on me. Have you seen him? He's a tiny, very blue bird."