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it's just my soul responding; luster + merry - Djinni - 09-17-2018 Djinni yawns widely, baring her ageless white teeth to the morning sky. They are sharper than usual this morning, half-shifted still from the dream she'd been having of swimming. Swimming. That would explain why she is bobbing in a lukewarm sea, her pink figure buoyed easily by virtue of her half-porpoise physiology. With a surprised snort, the genie appears instantly above the whitecapped sea, perfectly dry and equine save the broad golden wings that bear her aloft. Land is within a few dozen miles (once it had taken her three years on the open sea to find dry earth agile displaced n), and the lightly built mare lands easily. She could have teleported, as she had from the water, but the rose-gold genie has become less flamboyant with her magic of late. She has recently stopped wearing her crown of golden tines and has instead decorated herself with the palest of shells in her copper-gold mane. The warm spring wind whips at her feathered wings, and with a brief pause to consider, the genie vanishes them away, leaving her entirely bare of magic save the bit that tints her eyes a sea-glass green. It leaves her a rather large reserve to wish for something interesting to happen...and the universe complies. Luster breaks from the treeline in front of her, an apparition from the past that seems rather fitting given who Djinni had recently come across in the waters of the common lands. The child beside her is new, Djinni notes, small and dark and clearly related to Luster. Her son, Djinni assumes, but doesn't consider especially interesting. That is not his fault, of course, Djinni finds most things dull. "And what's your name?" She asks him anyway, because while she might not really care about the answer, she does care deeply about appearing to, and there is nothing in her manner that suggests that she is anything but genuinely curious. To Luster she gives a smile - that, at least, is real and almost fond - but her green eyes flick back soon to the dark-haired boy. @[Luster] @[Cimmerian] RE: it's just my soul responding; luster + merry - Cimmerian - 09-22-2018 He was startled when she spoke, jumping a little and bumping against Luster's legs. He wasn't sure why he hadn't noticed her. He was normally so very observant! But he sure hadn't seen her until she was right before them and he tucked himself shyly beneath Luster, peering between her forelegs with wide, soft blue eyes. Oh! And she was speaking to him! He glanced up at Momma, measuring her reaction to the stranger, but he didn't notice any alarm (didn't even know what alarm would look like). So his curious gaze slid back to the lovely woman with a hesitant but hopeful sweet smile. "Hullo," he murmured softly, rubbing his dark face against Luster's leg absently, lovingly. Bashfully. "I'm Cimmerian." Oh. He wasn't sure he was supposed to say so, and he peeked up at Momma again with a shade of doubt clouding his faded blue eyes and his smile faltering a little. Was that alright? Did he do good? Momma was the most important person in all the world, his only person, and he never wanted to disappoint her. Not even a tiny bit. RE: it's just my soul responding; luster + merry - luster - 10-01-2018 — Luster — so we let our shadows fall away like dust ; @[Djinni] RE: it's just my soul responding; luster + merry - Djinni - 10-04-2018 She's startled them both, but Luster recovers quickly enough that the boy never knows. A good mother, Djinni decides, having experienced the same growing up. She has not doled it out though, not since her dark-haired son. Cimmerian, says the boy, giving a name that is as pleasant to the ears as Luster's. Djinni has always liked knowing names, watching the ways they change in this world where the gods do not permit repetition. "It's nice to meet you, Cimmerian." There is no longer a tightness to her eyes at the thought; she remembers Sylva as only the woods. There is an advantage in wishing after all, an advantage that she hadn't had the last time she had crossed paths with the blue mare. But the world has changed again and Djinni has changed with it. There are caves in Nerine, after all, and a lake in Hyaline; they aren't features exclusive to the autumnal woods. "I've been alright." She says, because while she is frequently deceptive she rarely lies outright. "I've moved back to Nerine, though." Djinni assumes Luster knows this is where she comes from - where they had come from - so she doesn't elaborate. For Merry though, she adds: "It's got grey cliffs so tall they disappear in the fog sometimes, and rock piles that are good for playing king-of-the-mountain on." She remembers this, but isn't sure why. She's wished away most of the memories of her son, after all, him and anything that reminds her of him. "And you?" She asks Luster, glancing down again at the dark haired boy. Staying busy, she assumes, and wonders idly where the boy's father might be. There had been a time before when Djinni had looked for a child in Luster's belly, but there hadn't been one then. Things have changed for Luster too, it seems. RE: it's just my soul responding; luster + merry - Cimmerian - 10-06-2018 [ Cimmerian ] try to make a fire burn again RE: it's just my soul responding; luster + merry - luster - 10-19-2018 — Luster — so we let our shadows fall away like dust ; @[Djinni] |