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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 07:17 pm UTC (link)

Yvaine was a bit shocked when she found Tonks suddenly embracing her. It was completely unexpected, though it wasn’t wholly uncomfortable. She didn’t understand how one could get into the sky without the aid of wings. It seemed impossible. No humanoid creature could fly. It simply wasn’t done. Gliding for a little bit was more likely, but one would need to jump from a high point to a lower point in order for that to occur. Perhaps this witch had come up with some way to make it happen, though. A sudden bubbling excitement mixed with a dose of hope filled the evening star.

It was a shock when a broom came flying straight into Tonks’ hand after a quick spell. Yvaine had only ever seen brooms used for sweeping, either dirt or magickal energy. She had never known them to be used for flying which she knew this particular witch intended. However, this broom also hovered above the ground, and that made it all the more likely to allow them to fly with it.

The evening star- with only a slight reluctance- hiked up the skirt of her gown and mounted the broom behind the darker woman. Her arms slipped about the other woman’s waist where her fingers interlocked in a tight grip. If they were really going to fly, she definitely did not want to risk falling. She’d had enough pain from falling, and she didn’t wish to try again. "Do you think it will be able to fly with both of our weights upon it?" She asked, a hint of worry in her tone.

Yvaine nodded at Tonks’ explanation about how she could change at will. The fact that it was rare in the wizarding made it more logical to the star who had only ever seen incantations aid in glamour magick.

She felt her belly knotting expectantly as she waited for Tonks to begin flying.

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tonks_please
2008-09-05 11:51 am UTC (link)

Tonks was impressed with the girl's determination. Belatedly, she'd realized this must be a new experience for the star, flying on broomstick. She still forgot things like that sometimes, things that all in the wizarding world could do, but no one else really could. She'd have to work on that, really, or she was going to alienate people. That was the last thing the friendly witch wanted.

She straddled the broomstick, and was about to again instruct the star woman to hold on tight, but found there was no need. Yvaine was already clinging on tight and clearly didn't need that instruction. She kicked up off the ground, wincing as the broom responded sluggishly. Clearly, she didn't have a future ahead of her as a maker of magic brooms. But it lifted off the ground, gaining speed and dexterity as it went. It would never compare to a firebolt, but she was confident it wouldn't stop working in midair, at least.

"Yeah, I'd say it will... alright, we're going to go up a fair ways, but if I go too fast, we might pass out. So I'll take it slow."

She pointed the handle of the broom at the star-studded sky, and they rose steadily, and even fairly smoothly. Holding on with one hand, Tonks held her wand in the other and turned to look over her shoulder at the other woman.

"If you get cold, let me know, okay? I can warm us up. Or if you can't breathe or something, too, just tell me."

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