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RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Leilan - 01-20-2019
Leilan
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
A few rocks, perhaps, and lone trees - with the exception of some natural snow-blown hills and the forest, there weren’t much places to hide from the wind. But the open spaces also provided beautiful views, of shimmering ice and snow in the distance, and when evening fell, the Northern Lights as well. To someone wandering at night like he often enough does (unable to lie still with Breckin for long enough - if he’s awake, he’s awake), it becomes the sight of home rather quickly.
Leilan nods to Aziz’ request, to go ahead. ”Sure, go ahead.” If Aziz can build here, then all the better - even a small wall would suffice for now (as long as it didn’t block the isle off the sea; this needn’t be a prison of sorts after all). ”A few shelters or even just some rocks that you could pull out of the sea maybe, should help.” he offers.
Leilan grins a bit at Pteron’s excited face. ”It’s more beautiful at night, but I don’t know if you intended to stay that long? The Pampas is a long flight away I think.” The kid’s mother might get worried, perhaps. At least, the scaled red roan would think so. But not all parents are the same, he thinks. Depends on how the boy reacts to his question, he supposes.
Leilan nods to Aziz’ request, to go ahead. ”Sure, go ahead.” If Aziz can build here, then all the better - even a small wall would suffice for now (as long as it didn’t block the isle off the sea; this needn’t be a prison of sorts after all). ”A few shelters or even just some rocks that you could pull out of the sea maybe, should help.” he offers.
Leilan grins a bit at Pteron’s excited face. ”It’s more beautiful at night, but I don’t know if you intended to stay that long? The Pampas is a long flight away I think.” The kid’s mother might get worried, perhaps. At least, the scaled red roan would think so. But not all parents are the same, he thinks. Depends on how the boy reacts to his question, he supposes.
you set my soul alight
@[Aziz]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Aziz - 01-20-2019
Aziz
—lost and forgotten—
If you need anything changed or edited just let me know, I tried to make this little area like a small thing for visitors like you mentioned C:
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Pteron - 01-23-2019
Pteron listens to Leilan’s directions curiously, eager to see exactly what it is that Aziz is planning on doing. It is difficult to tear his eyes away from the dark bay, but he does when Leilan asks how long he is planning on staying.
“Oh no,” he says emphatically, “It’s probably gonna get way colder here at nighttime. This is cold enough for me now!” Even in daylight, the lights are far more brilliant than the dun yearling had ever imagined. He might have answered further about the distance from home to here, but Aziz has turned away, and Pteron is unable to battle his curiosity. The long silence does not perturb Pteron – the magics he knows are quiet anyway. The rumbling ground does cause him to swish his tail nervously, but he does not step back (despite feeling that that might be a safer option).
He watches the earth rip itself apart and come together gain in a shape of Aziz’ choosing, a quiet “Woah,” slipping from between his lips as he does so. Pteron’s olive green eyes are wide with wonder, and then delight as the earthen shelter takes shape.
“That is so cool!” he says. “Is it, can I…?” He takes a few steps closer to the structure and to Aziz. He desperately wants to go look inside, but he’s not quite sure it is ready yet. “Can I go in?”
@[Leilan]
@[Aziz]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Leilan - 01-25-2019
We got older and I should have known
that I’d feel colder when I walk alone
that I’d feel colder when I walk alone
Aziz is more than happy to finally do something, it seems - not only does he build the small shelter he had promised, but he also erects some walls to protect the shelter-domes from the icy sea breeze. The roan looks to Pteron as he tells them he can’t stay too long, and gives the colt a nod. It’s probably best for the near-yearling to spend a few more months around his parents while he grows some more muscle on his still-lanky frame. It would probably help him feel less cold around here, too, should he want to visit again later to see the lights in the dark.
When the bay has finished, he walks over to examine the structure. ”Not too brittle acter all then?” he asks the male just to be sure. It looks rather whole but, he also knows it only takes a hair fracture for a rock to crack over time - especially rock that is going to be frozen and un-frozen every other season.
Following Pteron’s question, he looks to the bay. He might be leading this place but on building, Aziz is their expert, not him.
When the bay has finished, he walks over to examine the structure. ”Not too brittle acter all then?” he asks the male just to be sure. It looks rather whole but, he also knows it only takes a hair fracture for a rock to crack over time - especially rock that is going to be frozen and un-frozen every other season.
Following Pteron’s question, he looks to the bay. He might be leading this place but on building, Aziz is their expert, not him.
Leilan
no. 7 | ice forged in fire
@[Aziz] @[Pteron]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Aziz - 01-25-2019
Aziz
—lost and forgotten—
@[Leilan] @[Pteron]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Pteron - 01-26-2019
As Pteron glances between the adults, he comes to the realization that perhaps this shelter building is still a somewhat new venture for them all. Having been born with his own abilities, it doesn't occur to him that an adult would not have mastered their skills. His father is in total control of his invisibility after all, and Pteron's mastery grows stronger with each passing day.
Aziz answers Leilan's question about the structure of the structure, and mentions an ability to freeze. This fits with what the roan had said earlier about ice magic, and Pteron's olive eyes are alight with curiosity.
“Oh could you?” He asks, his hooves shuffling in excitement at the possibility of witnessing several new magics in such a short amount of time. “I've never seen ice magic before.” The yearling knows that he should be heading home soon, but he is sure that seeing ice magic would be worth having to fly in the dark for a bit on his way home.
@[Leilan]
@[Aziz]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Leilan - 01-30-2019
We got older and I should have known
that I’d feel colder when I walk alone
that I’d feel colder when I walk alone
The roan follows the bay, just like the yearling boy does. The bay stallion mentions the structure being sturdy enough for now, and so Leilan doesn't feel like he needs to add anything. He nods when Aziz says the ice could be needed for larger buildings, and starts to walk the inside perimeter of the dome.
But he's not yet two steps away when their guest interferes with a question. If he please could? The scaled stallion tilts his head at the boy, then shrugs to Aziz. "I'll see to one of those walls then." he grins a bit, it's not like it's probably needed - in time, where the wind comes from, an agglomeration of snow and ice will probably form against the wall without his interference - nature will claim back what it loses, or otherwise will conquer. But he can do a little something to entertain a younger one, sure.
Building is serious business, but they better talk about decorating later on, too. Apparently it attracts visitors.
He takes the few strides to go back outside, waiting for Pteron so he's not immediately buffeted by the wind. Then, he approaches one of the walls that shield them from the wind. Taking up position sideways of it, he examines the rock. If the wind continuously comes from one side, then it will be good to glaze that part over - the wind would then be guided around and over the rock by the smoother surface.
It doesn't take too long for him to call to the magic. Funny, last time he did this he was patching up a hole, and it doesn't feel like much of a difference. His eyes switch back to a near-colourless icy blue as he does, where previously there had been a hint of aqua blue or even green in them. The icy cold jets that leave him are not exactly ice yet (he's not a storage of ice) but as soon as the cold touches the rocky surface, frost flowers bloom shortly, and ice forms with the gaseous water out of the air. It's quick now that they're so close to the sea, and soon enough a thick layer of ice covers the wall where he's passed by it.
Not too long a time later, he stops with a shake of his head and a small movement of his jaw (having it hang open all the time can cause a strain), and inspects the half-pyramid of ice that now stands against the wall. "That should do it."
But he's not yet two steps away when their guest interferes with a question. If he please could? The scaled stallion tilts his head at the boy, then shrugs to Aziz. "I'll see to one of those walls then." he grins a bit, it's not like it's probably needed - in time, where the wind comes from, an agglomeration of snow and ice will probably form against the wall without his interference - nature will claim back what it loses, or otherwise will conquer. But he can do a little something to entertain a younger one, sure.
Building is serious business, but they better talk about decorating later on, too. Apparently it attracts visitors.
He takes the few strides to go back outside, waiting for Pteron so he's not immediately buffeted by the wind. Then, he approaches one of the walls that shield them from the wind. Taking up position sideways of it, he examines the rock. If the wind continuously comes from one side, then it will be good to glaze that part over - the wind would then be guided around and over the rock by the smoother surface.
It doesn't take too long for him to call to the magic. Funny, last time he did this he was patching up a hole, and it doesn't feel like much of a difference. His eyes switch back to a near-colourless icy blue as he does, where previously there had been a hint of aqua blue or even green in them. The icy cold jets that leave him are not exactly ice yet (he's not a storage of ice) but as soon as the cold touches the rocky surface, frost flowers bloom shortly, and ice forms with the gaseous water out of the air. It's quick now that they're so close to the sea, and soon enough a thick layer of ice covers the wall where he's passed by it.
Not too long a time later, he stops with a shake of his head and a small movement of his jaw (having it hang open all the time can cause a strain), and inspects the half-pyramid of ice that now stands against the wall. "That should do it."
Leilan
no. 7 | ice forged in fire
@[Aziz] @[Pteron]
RE: i've never fallen from quite this high; anyone - Aziz - 01-30-2019
Aziz
—lost and forgotten—
@[Leilan] @[Pteron] Sorry this is very short!