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Ayla of No People ([info]_ayla_) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-07-11 10:27:00

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Entry tags:ayla, complete, day 7, pheromones, rusty ryan

Day 7
Who: Rusty & Ayla
What: Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop
When: Morning
Where: The Coffee Bar
Rating: TBD
Status: Complete

The slender cave woman sat up on her bed of hay and furs. She sat up a little too quickly and had to hold her head in her hands to keep it from spinning. When it was over, she opened her large blue eyes and looked around. She had been here so long that the cave in the Valley of Horses was beginning to fade from her memory to be replaced by this one. Other than the fact that Jondalar was not here, she was fairly content. She had her horses, although she missed Baby (the cavelion cub she'd raised), she met new people every day who were, for the most part, like her and not at all like the Clan.

There was no reason she would really want to leave, and if Jondalar magically arrived, she would be much more content to stay just where she was. She stood from the bed, which was really more like a trench filled with hay, and headed into the shower. She liked the water that streamed down and could be controlled with the knob in the wall. She probably would have been more likely to use a stream to bathe in while she lived in the valley, and asking for a stream in her room was probably too much. But, she was getting used to different technologies every day.

She took her time in the shower, and then when she was finished, she plaited her hair into two braids and donned her summer wrap. It was still warm outside and there was no reason to wear more than she needed to. Other than the amulet around her neck and her wrap, she was bare. Bare legs and thighs, bare shoulders, bare feet. Dressed this way, as she was every day, she padded down the hall of the living unit. Exiting the lodging unit and entering the main building she headed for the coffee shop.

The few moments she was outside both buildings, she had noticed the strange scent wafting on the air. Her brows had furrowed because she couldn't place it, but she continued on her way. It didn't seem to have any effect on her. However, while she walked down the halls toward the coffee bar, she saw people who seemed to be acting strangely. Not that strange behavior was in an of itself strange, only that they had a strange look on their face they didn't normally have. Sort of dazed, and faraway. And they didn't seem to be conscious of their surroundings. They kept bumping into her.

Arriving at the coffee bar, she stepped inside and shut the door behind her, feeling rather out of place. She had never tried coffee, but it smelled pleasant and she knew that they served tea here as well. Tea was something she was very familiar with. She ordered some orange tea and a bran muffin and found herself a seat in a booth. She drew her legs up on the bench and watched the golem approach with her tea and muffin.

She thanked him, though she knew he couldn't speak, and watched him walk away before she looked down at the steaming mug of tea and the muffin. She broke a small piece of the muffin off and put it in her mouth, chasing it soon after with a swallow of hot tea. Smiling to herself, she looked up to see a man she had never seen before walk in. He was very handsome, sandy blond hair, chiseled features, and tall. Her smile warmed as she made eye contact.



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[info]_ayla_
2008-07-19 07:43 pm UTC (link)
She listened as he explained the place he came from. She had never heard of the place and wasn't sure what a city was. But she nodded. She didn't know what gambling was, but understood about wine and alcohol. She could even make it herself.

She smiled at him and blushed slightly. She wasn't sure what it was about the man, but he was making her feel all fluttery inside. He was tall, handsome and he was paying her such strict attention. She couldn't help but be flattered by it.

"I do not know if I want to stay here, but it is nice, and there are things I don't have where I come from. And there are people. Many more people than I have ever seen before. You are the first one I have seen with light hair like mine."

She took another sip of her coffee, but she was done with her muffin. She felt self conscious to be eating in front of this man. She sat with her hands folded in her lap. He was very interesting and she wanted to know more about him.

"Do you make your own alcohol?"

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[info]the_pro
2008-07-20 10:39 pm UTC (link)
Rusty was allowing that pheromones to cloud his mind.. and forget about all that he has left behind in his own world.. He wanted so much as to lean over and feel those softenend plush lips upon his own.. It really felt like nothing else mattered. Rusty was very much in love.. which is something he rarely feels.. Something rare of him to even commit to such a thing called love.

"You are right about that.. I have never really met someone who lived in a cave before.. I am not saying it's an impossible lifestyle.. because I am very open to all ways of living. Where I come from.. we have so many different cultures and lifestyles.. I can't name every single on off. I guess that's what makes it so interesting.. I mean let's face it; if all life was the same; we would get bored pretty fast." He nodded..

He finished up his glazed donut.. and started to finish up the last of his coffee..

"Me? Make my own alcohol? No; I can't say I do.. Do You?" He questioned very intrigued and impressed.. that she can brew up her own alcoholic beverages. Knowing well it does take some skill and the right ingredients..

"That's really fascinating.. What certain kinds do you make?"

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