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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
2008-09-07 11:54 pm UTC (link)

Perhaps it truly was better this way. The five days she had been on the Planet had already allowed her to come to terms with everything the plaque said even before she ever read it. She was sad because she missed her home, but she had already known as soon as she fell that she would never return again.

Yvaine’s eyes widened as she heard Tonks stumble, and her head whipped around quickly to make sure she wasn’t all right. The witch seemed unfazed by her near fall. “Are you all right?” She hadn’t seen this woman fall even once, and she seemed graceful enough on a broom. She’d seemed okay on the walk over here, too.

“One of them carried me to Ayla’s room so she could fix my leg when I arrived, then it carried me to my room and gave me those sticks I was using to walk before you healed me completely. They’re rather gentle and graceful for something that looks like it should be lumbering and wouldn’t understand its own strength.” Yvaine still didn’t know that they probably didn’t have minds of their own, but were more like empty shells commanded by the Planet. She saw no reason why they shouldn’t be thinking and feeling despite their obvious lack of speech.

“I wonder how it chooses people. So far, none of the people I’ve met are related in any common way. I’m a star, you’re a witch, and Ayla is a cave woman.” If only she could have a real discussion with the Planet, so she could ask questions and get genuine answers that were more than just guesses. She had so many questions she knew no one other than the Planet itself could answer.

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tonks_please
2008-09-08 12:35 am UTC (link)

Surprised, the witch looked at the star. It took her a second to figure out what she was talking about. Truth be told, she was nearly always tripping and falling, and was so used to it she didn't even notice it, unless it was particularly painful. Still, once she realized what Yvaine was talking about, she was touched.

"Oh, that. Yeah, I'm fine."

She listened as Yvaine explained her story, and nodded. It made sense to her. Not that she was sure about the golems, really. She'd seen talented wizards make animated constructs like that, but all they were was extensions of the will of the maker. She thought it most likely that there were the same, but wasn't about to just go assuming it was so.

"I don't know how they choose... I've met loads of people, and they're all different. A warrior woman, a man who used to be out in space on some sort of odd muggle spaceship... oh, but I have met with people from my own world, too. Some of the wizards and one of the witches I knew back home. Maybe it's just random?"

She shrugged before continuing on. "But Marcus and I are getting away from here, so I suppose it doesn't really matter. So, is there anything else you'd like to see?"

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