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fallen_star (fallen_star) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-31 00:44:00

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complete, day 13, nymphadora tonks, yvaine

Day Thirteen
Who: Nymphadora Tonks and Yvaine
What: Healing a Star’s Leg
When: Day 13; Evening
Where: Wandering the Grounds
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

Yvaine sighed as her eyes fluttered open. Spiritless stars twinkled back at her flatly. The storm had passed by the time she had awakened the night before, but her leg had ached a bit, so she chose not to face those wicked stairs and the outside. Instead she passed the time by singing and thinking until the early morning when Ayla brought the cup of tea. She drank it, then went promptly to sleep. Despite going to bed late, she awoke just as the sun was setting as she always had. It was quite lucky that the time of day coincided with the time of day in her former world. The cave woman had made it clear that she was no longer near Earth or Faerie. This was another world, another place.

This night, Yvaine’s leg was feeling better. She felt ready to fair the staircase and walk around the place. She wanted to see the stars. Maybe her sisters could see her from where she was, and they would tell her mother she was safe and only a little hurt. It would heal. Everything would be okay.

Gripping the crutches, she lifted herself to a standing position with one under each arm pit. Her gait was as ungraceful as one could get, but what could anyone say? She had a broken leg. If anyone smarted off to her she would give those dunderheads a piece of her mind. With determination and an edge of pessimism, she stepped out into the hallway, hobbled down the stairs, and went out the door.

The air was warm. Strike that. The air was hot. The sun had just set, so it would cool off with the aid of the breezes blowing off the sea, but the evening star knew immediately the day must have been a hot one. That was the trouble with the ground. In the sky, stars twinkled, more numerous than she’d thought formerly. They were not her sisters, though- not a single one, even the furthest stars. Neither of the moons was her mother, but she already knew that was the way of it. They didn’t shine and twinkle the way her family had. What a pity. So much more beauty could have been had within the night sky. A sadness washed over her, making her feel a little bitter. That feeling of being truly lost where even her family could not view her wellbeing swept through her. Life was going to be incredibly difficult from here on out.

Despite her sadness, she still shone. It wasn’t in stars to ever stop shining as their skin was coated in a dust of sorts that shimmered brightly. If one who was very far away were to look in her direction, she would appear to be a tiny point of light.

Yvaine sighed and moved along. She did not go within the largest building, for she had been within doors for far too long- even if her room resembled the sky a bit. The fresh air was nice, despite the strange salty quality to it. It added an interesting spark she’d never experienced before, and she quite liked it. This was what humans experienced- scents, tastes, and there were plenty of things to touch and observe now that the perspective had drastically changed. She shined a tiny bit lighter.

Despite the warmth of the evening and the hindering crutches, Yvaine decided she would explore the grounds.

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fallen_star
2008-09-04 01:36 am UTC (link)

“I cannot hear everything from the sky, but I can hear a great deal. I can hear whispered conversations, leaves rustling on the wind, a rabbit hopping through the woods. I can see a lot better up there than I can down here, too. It’s as if everything is magnified. My hearing is much less powerful down here. It’s a pity. I thought surely if I ever had an adventure I should like to go with an elf and outmatch him for his hearing. Now it seems my hearing is less than that of an elf, though it I have reason to believe it is better than a human’s. I mean, I haven’t met any elves, and it is difficult to judge distance down here as opposed to up there, but I think an elf could out-hear me. In Faerie there were many mystical creatures Yvaine had seen in her observations, and she liked to formulate adventures she could have with them in her mind. It seemed she would have the opportunity for more than one adventure in life now that she had fallen.

“No. I cannot hear what exactly is going on in that building. I only know that there are muffled noises, but I cannot discern what they are. In my room, the sound is blocked off so I can only hear noises when there’s a knock upon my door. Perhaps that is because I would hear a great deal of things I’d rather not while I try to sleep during the day. I noticed most humans tend to sleep in the evening. It is quite a pity.”

When Tonks exclaimed she should visit the sky with the star some day, a look of sadness filled Yvaine’s face. “I cannot return home. I fell. I don’t have wings with which to fly and return. I’m stuck here forever.” The evening star wasn’t exaggerating when she meant forever. Unless she were to somehow be killed, she would live for eternity. She could not catch an illness, and she did not age. “If it was possible, I would love to take you to meet my sisters and my mother. I’m certain they would love you.” It didn’t truly matter, though, did it? It wasn’t as if she would ever see them again.

“Ah. That would explain it then. I am neither a witch nor a wizard. Therefore I can’t have seen them.” She accepted this explanation with great ease as it did seem completely plausible. If Yvaine couldn’t see within houses or caves, then it was completely plausible that houses and building could be hidden from her with magick. The witches and wizard of Europe with whom Tonks was associated must be incredibly powerful. The star found herself pitying the silly parlor tricks with which most witches far older than Tonks busied themselves.

“I noticed you use your wand for magick, yet you don’t for the glamour spells. Why is that?” Yvaine found herself asking again. She had sort of forgotten she’d asked it the first time when it wasn’t answered, but no look of unease or anything like that had been acknowledged on Tonks’ features, so she assumed the witch must not have heard her.

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tonks_please
2008-09-04 10:28 am UTC (link)

Tonks suddenly grinned, rushed forward, and wrapped her arms around the slender woman who glowed softly. There was an easy solution to this, if they could only get off Mirage. But someone who wasn't a magic user would probably have a hard time thinking about it.

"That's easy... You don't need wings. Hold on tight, okay?"

She glanced around for a second, thinking hard, and smiled. The Planet did tend to provide what one wanted, and in this case, a broom was leaning casually against a tree where there had been no broom before. But no spell yet created has made humans fly unaided.

"Accio broom! Hold on, Yvaine!"

Quickly, she straddled the broom, attempting to pull the slender woman with her. She was going to teach her how to fly. With a quick charm whispered over the broom, it was soon ready to fly. Not that it would perform as well as the best of the manufactured brooms, but it was good enough. She waited to see if Yvaine would come. Of course, she wouldn't force her.

"I don't use my wand because I don't need to. I can change naturally, and even if my wand was taken, I could do it. It's rare, even in the wizard world. Most witches and wizards can change their forms, but they need their wands to do it."

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