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Tweak says, "i repeat myself"

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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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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