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Post by Mystic Siereane on Jan 30, 2006 22:03:03 GMT -5
Mystic swung her bag over her head, and threw it onto the bright patch of grass next to her. She gently slid the vine out of her hair she had tied into a bow to keep it out of her face as she slid though the wood. She had enough trouble already, why did her hair have to be a problem? She sat down on the soft earth, running her fingers though the tangles and knots of her once silk smooth hair. She was so stressed, emotionally, and physically, from the six day walk from her window to Rivendell. All she needed now was a bed, and a pillow, and she would be content. But something... something was different about these parts. Something... peculiar. She tried to shake it off, and pulled out a dagger she had stolen off some drunk ranger in Bree. She stabbed it into the ground, and began to twirl it around, making a little hole in the grass.
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 10, 2006 16:14:16 GMT -5
Mirwen was wandering around home, looking around with her large green eyes and spotting a strange girl. Smiling, she walked up to her."Hello there!"she said.
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 11, 2006 11:06:19 GMT -5
Mystic jumped with a hiccup. It was surprising to be welcomed in such a manner. She was never really welcome anywhere, because she was just an escapee, always looking for a way to get away from captivity. She had gotten away from her guardian, six days ago, the longest she had ever managed. But, she thought maybe this time... she could take a risk. 'Umm... hello.' She said quietly, standing up.
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 11, 2006 12:11:40 GMT -5
Mirwen narrowed her eyes a slight bit. Something about this girl seemed... familiar.. Had she been part of that wretched 'Army'? No, they wouldn't allow an elf. She racked her brain for any recognition of her-- oh wait! On her way back, she'd recognized her face on a strange piece of paper!"I'm Mirwen,"she said, nodding."And, you are?"
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 11, 2006 12:16:10 GMT -5
Mystic shifted her weight to her left leg. 'Mystic, if you must know.' She didn't feel exactly safe telling some stranger her name, but as long as she didn't give out her last name, she thought everything should be alright.
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 11, 2006 12:19:11 GMT -5
"Beautiful name."she said, grinning and sitting on a marble bench nearby."Are you from Rivendell?"she asked. She may've been gone for a long enough time for her to move her or something...
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 11, 2006 12:23:12 GMT -5
'No, but I wish I were, terribly.' she said with a sigh. She took a couple gentle steps forward, her ankles aching along with the rest of her body. She wasn't made for running like she did. 'If only I could.'
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 12, 2006 11:15:30 GMT -5
"If only you could what?" she asked, then noticed something."You haven't moved very much-- are your legs sore?"
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 12, 2006 15:25:37 GMT -5
'Live here...' she said, cutting her words of short with another sigh. 'It's so peacful... a fantasy for me...' and she sat down on the bench next to Mirwen, her head just barely comming up to her shoulder. She looked up at Mirwen and said 'Running isn't all it's cut out to be, even for freedom.'
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 13, 2006 15:57:13 GMT -5
Now she was confused." 'Even for freedom'?" she asked, an eyebrow raised. Whatever that meant, this 'Mystic' person was getting pretty suspicious.
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 13, 2006 19:49:26 GMT -5
'Oh.' Mystic sank a bit, rubbing her sore leg. 'Of course you don't know what I mean.' She stuttered a bit, not knowing how to explain herself. Who knows what would happen to her. Maybe her guardian would find out where she was, get on her trail. Or she could be seen as a spy... from God knows where. She held her breath, as said 'Well... I'm not from here, first of all, Because I'm running away... from the Shire...'
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 13, 2006 20:32:05 GMT -5
Mirwen furrowed her brow and dusted the dirt off of her skirt. This might take a little longer than the average conversation."Running from the Shire?"she asked with a hint of humor in her voice."Whatever for?"if this hadn't been Rivendell, then she would've switched to Sindarin so that no passerbys would hear anything personal-- but, seeing as it was Rivendell and all...
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 13, 2006 21:08:20 GMT -5
'Well, not as much the Shire... if you could see it... it's my guardian' She shifted a little more, not very comfortable talking about Selium. 'I've been trying to get away for what has seemed like forever... and I think... maybe... I got myself in too deep this time. I never thought I would actually get here, so far away. I guess I doubted my stamina.'
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Post by Mirwen on Feb 13, 2006 21:12:35 GMT -5
Mirwen laughed."Do you need somewhere to stay?"she asked. After being with people who told you what to do and when to do it (even if it wasn't slavery), and that being annoying enough, she couldn't help but not turn her in.
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Post by Mystic Siereane on Feb 13, 2006 21:20:32 GMT -5
Mystic tilted her head. 'Really?' She had never been treated this way, by anyone but her parents. She felt... welcomed, even if it was just a bit. She needed a place to stay forthe night, so she couldn't refuse.
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