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Ayla of No People (_ayla_) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-13 09:35:00

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ayla, complete, day 3, group activity, john crichton, miguel alvarez, the doctor

Day 3- Fishing
Who: Ayla, John, The Doctor and Miguel
What: Fishing
When: Morning, after breakfast
Where: The Dock/The Lake
Rating: R for nudity
Status: Complete!

Ayla had decided to stay away from the foyer this morning. She didn't want the responsibility of greeting anyone else. It was too hard to explain to new people what had happened to them. There were others that did a much better job of it. Giselle made it look downright easy. So, Ayla figured if she didn't see the flashing light of the new keys, she didn't have to greet anyone.

She went through the back door of the kitchen for some breakfast, and then headed out to see about Whinney and Racer. Both horses nickered when she neared and she began to speak to them in a combination of verbal and sign language. "Good morning, Whinney." When she said the mare's name word, it came out as more of a horse whinney than a name. "Good morning, Racer." She patted the dark steppe horse on his neck and hugged both animals. Whinney was Racer's mother, and Ayla had raised them both.

She finished her breakfast and went back to her room to get some unfinished weaving to take out into the sunshine. That's when she noticed the envelope taped to her door. She opened it and, even though there was no written language in her world, Ayla found that she could understand it. She was to go fishing this morning. Looking thoughtful, she opened her door and left the envelope on the rock formation that looked astonishingly like an end table.

She decided that if she was going to make it down to the dock, she didn't have much time, and she wouldn't be able to finish the basket she had been weaving. She left her amulet in her room. She didn't want to lose it, believeing that if she did she would die. Heading down to the lake on barefeet and graceful steps she found the dock and a golem waiting there.

She saw a boat, although she'd never seen one before arriving in Mirage, with some long poles and a box. She shifted her blue eyes to the golem, knowing that it could only answer yes or no questions. She wasn't quite sure what to ask, though. "Are we supposed to use this for catching fish?" She pointed to the boat, and then looked up to see the Golem nodding. She nodded, too. She didn't know how to use a fishing pole and tackle, so she would do it her own way.

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_ayla_
2008-06-26 09:42 pm UTC (link)

She looked back at the Doctor when he giggled, his whispered words lost to her ears. She gave him a small smile before turning her attention to Miguel as he spoke about John's luck and getting the fish that had gotten away from him. She grinned. "I am sure you will get him this time, Miguel." She had a little trouble with the pronunciation of his name. Her speech impediment saw to that, but she got it right for the most part.

She returned her attention to John, catching herself gazing into his eyes. He broke the contact and she shook her head, wondering what it had been to make her look a man in the eye like that. She shook her head and smiled sheepishly. She sat down on the bench near him and looked up at him while he took his fish off the line and then began to explain a starship to her.

Her big blue eyes widened with the explanation. "You can fly among the stars?" She was incredulous. How was that possible? Was he some sort of mog-ur? Could he fly through the stars in his spirit form? She didn't really understand, but she hesitated to ask him to explain further. She took him at his word, as the only thing she could do.

She looked down at her hands, neslted in her furred lap when John began to tease the Doc about his friend, Rose. She smiled, wondering slightly about her feelings just then. She shook her head again, realizing that it wasn't a good time to think about it. She chewed on her inner cheek and then realized belatedly that John was speaking to her again.

She looked up again, shielding her eyes with her hand, squinting slightly. She was silent for a moment after the question. "I had no mate." She spoke truthfully. There had been a man, yes. Jondalar. But, nothing had been established between them. They had made pleasures a few times, and she had found herself wanting to stay with him... wanting him to stay with her in the valley. But, Jondalar had been the first man of her kind that she had known, and it was inevitable that she would feel attracted to him. Now she was also feeling attracted to John.

Time seemed to stand still, but in reality it was passing quite quickly. Ayla watched as the men fished. She liked the way they were doing it, but she preferred her own way. It was easier, she thought. She reached up to pull her long blond hair behind her shoulders, tilting her face up to the sun. Leaning back against the side of the boat to bask in the warmth of the large yellow globe.

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