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Tweak says, "We're here for the Feldman Bar"

queen_bee_w (queen_bee_w) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-26 20:51:00

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blair waldorf, complete, day 17, illyana rasputin

Who: Blair and OTA
Where: Amongst the vines
When: Early Afternoon
What: Having a walk and thinking
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete.

So, she was sharing a room with Chuck. And she was glad that he seemed to be behaving himself these past few days. She had eventually taken pity on him since he didn't get a good night's sleep, and allowed him to share the bed with her as long as he didn't try anything. After a few sexual hints, he had given up, and taken to just lying next to her and sleeping.

She walked among the vines, lost in thought. It was strange, seeing Chuck act like a gentleman. She knew he had it in him, but didn't exactly think he would show her that side of him. And it didn't help her try to fight the sudden urgee to be with him. She wanted to get back home and get back with Nate. That was how her life was supposed to be. With Nate, since she was so young, and until they died. She had always thought her life would run that smoothly, wealth and love. But it seemed that she was stuck here for a while and she would have to deal with that.

However, she refused to spend every waking hour with Chuck. She got away from him occasionally, but that was it. And she couldn't go on having no girlfriends to talk to. She needed girls, they understood how she felt, whereas Chuck would just laugh and tell her she should just get a drink and chill out.

So she set herself that task. She was going to find some girls she could speak too. And find out about what to do about Chuck.

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ex_darkchyld899
2008-09-28 08:12 am UTC (link)

Spending days in her room was driving Illyana mad. She'd tried going out a few days ago, only to be nearly overwhelmed by some evil influence. The demonic side to her rejoiced in the feeling, and wanted to follow the urges, to go seek out whatever was calling it, but Illyana had managed to resist the pull. Mostly by slamming her door shut, locking it, and strengthening the wards on her room with white magic. She'd refused to leave until the impulses had passed.

But three days of self-inflicted prison-time was more than she could bear. She'd been eating, thanks to the Planet's desire to fulfill most of her wishes. She'd wake up to bowls of cereal on her desk, or find sandwiches waiting for her when she came out of her meditative trances. But staring at four walls, no matter how attractive she could make them, was making her feel more of a prisoner than she had in a long time.

So, she decided to risk going outside. Opening her door a crack, she felt the evil aura prickle at her senses. She'd expected it, though, and was now at least prepared for the assault. She'd spent some of her time in exile fashioning an amulet, of sorts, to help protect her against the evil influence's call. She couldn't know how well it would work without testing it, but she thought she'd done the spell correctly. She'd, in essence, bound her demonic side to the amulet. It was only temporary, but it held her darkest impulses at bay, for now, letting her wander outside of her room. The evil made her feel slightly ill, but she pushed past it.

Outside might be better for her than inside, Illyana decided. She stepped outside and blinked at her surroundings. The beach was gone, replaced by fields and forest, and, in the distance, what looked like a vineyard. Well, that was interesting. She headed for the new vineyard, deciding to explore the new scenery. Maybe there'd be wine-tastings. Not that she should have wine at her age, but she'd always wanted to try it. Piotr would have been cross with her if he knew that, but Piotr wasn't here. For a brief moment, she wished that he were. Then, she shook her head, annoyed at her own selfishness. She didn't wish to trap others here, especially not someone as kind and gentle as her older brother.

As she stepped among the vines, marveling at how plump the grapes looked, she noticed a figure ahead of her, wandering as if lost in thought. She couldn't quite make out if it was male or female, but she couldn't feel any overtly evil presence coming from it. That made the person safe to talk to, in Illyana's mind. And she did have a desire to talk with someone. She'd only met two people here since she'd arrived, Clark and the mage Elminster. She needed to meet more of her fellow captives, so that they'd be able to work together and find a way home, at the very least. And, if Illyana admitted it to herself, she was feeling a little lonely. She was used to being around more people back at Xavier's. She missed being able to talk to Dani and Kitty, and even Rahne.

"Hello!" she called. She didn't want to startle the person, whomever it was, so she felt it best to announce her presence.

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queen_bee_w
2008-09-29 01:06 pm UTC (link)

Blair kept walking, her mind a muddled mess of Chuck and Nate related thoughts. Her feet were beginning to ache, her heels which had been provided when she had woken up weren't the best shoes to wear when walking such a long distance on uneven ground. She was quite glad about the fact this place gave her everything she needed, and the endless supply of dresses kept her happy. And also gave her an excuse to ignore Chuck when she wanted to.

She was dragged from her thoughts when she heard a voice in the distance, and she quickly looked that way. She could see a figure, but from here she couldn't tell who. So she kept walking, waiting to get closer before she would make up her mind on whether she wanted to continue and talk to this stranger or change direction and just ignore her.

When she managed to see this person a little closer, she made her decision to stay. After all, she could do with a female friend here.

"Hi," she responded when they were close enough to each other. "Blair Waldorf."