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@koshka @emilysf @elishavet-pidyon @EVERYBODY XD Yall I have so many charries in one place I think I may have to like start switching back and forth on POVs XD
Arabella
She wasn’t sure if Lyn noticed, but Sofia seemed to relax as Lyn brightened. She heard her let out a word, almost like a sigh. Perhaps a hello of sorts, to the bright girl who beamed before her. Ara gave a small smile, remembering how she felt when she first met Jocelyn.
It had…definitely been interesting. To say the least.
She glanced at November. They’d both been cold and wet. Shivering profusely and…there she was. All smiles amidst the frightening madness. Everything was so strange in her land, but she took them in with a smile and laugh. Showed them around. Made them feel…safe.
Even when she lost control of it all.
Ara frowned, thinking of everything her new friend had lost. All in just a few moments.
How quickly things came crashing down.
Still, here she was, refusing to let it change her.
If only Ara could be so…brave.
Lyn took Sofia by her non-bloody hand, gently leading her forward. Nyx had leapt from her shoulder at this point and was padding close by, his eyes watching the lady closely. He was ready, should anything shift.
“I’m guessing you’ve absolutely no idea why you’re here,” Lyn grinned. “It’s becoming a trend.” She hooked her arm around the lady’s and brought her to Ara. She stopped, her green eyes bright as emeralds.
And she waited. For Ara.
Ara sucked in a breath. She resisted the urge to look at the brothers. They were older, after all. More prepared to lead. But…Jocelyn barely knew them. And, when she glanced to her left, she found November was staring at her expectantly too.
Anxiety made her throat catch and she wanted so badly to turn their attention away. To hand off this role they seemed to be placing on her. But…somehow she knew it had been placed as soon as Jocelyn and Nyx had joined them.
Before that, really.
November and Lyn looked to her.
She frowned but quickly caught herself and forced a smile, looking up at Sofia. Her wounded hand was still hidden behind her cloak, and, for a moment, Ara felt a wave of sadness. But also…familiarity.
She’d been in this position before. With wounded things.
She glanced at November’s scars and winced.
Before anything could be said, Ara knelt down and ripped a piece of her dress.
“Vat are you-” One of the brothers-she wasn’t sure which- started, but was interrupted by the tearing fabric. Ara folded it into a stronger piece and, after taking a steady breath, placed her hand out.
“If you don’t mind,” she spoke to Sofia, “I’d like to bandage that up for you.” She smiled.
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#ProtectSeb@koshka @godlyfantasy12 yes, Sofia is like 6’2”-6’4”. That’s a little bit shorter than (V-brother), but quite a bit taller than Zlatan. 🙂
(oh, and both hards are scraped up, but the right one is more so)
Sofia
“I’m guessing you’ve absolutely no idea why you’re here,” fox girl grinned. “It’s becoming a trend.” She hooked her arm around Sofia’s and brought her to the other girl.
She watched as a silent agreement passed through the young trio and the second girl stepped forward. She looked at her friends again for reassurance then faced Sofia again.
She frowned but quickly changed it to a forced smile. Sofia did not blame her. Her right hand was still hidden behind her cloak, and the girl hesitated again.
After a final glance back, at the boy, she knelt down and ripped a piece of her dress.
“Vat are you-” One of the men protested, but his voice was lost in the tearing sound. The girl folded it with skill similar to Morna’s then drew a breath and placed her hand out.
“If you don’t mind,” she spoke to Sofia, “I’d like to bandage that up for you.” She smiled, and Sofia dropped her eyes in shame.
“I can. You shouldn’t–” Sofia looked into the girl’s eyes again and stopped. You can’t protect all the children.
“Iaemillinae harko,” she murmured with a shy smile, shifting to sit on the ground and presenting both hands. “Use my cloak for the other one. I can spare it.”
The girl bound her damaged right hand, working skillfully. Like Morna did, when you scraped your hands falling off the rocks, Sofia remembered, then frowned at the other memories of her sister/cousin it roused.
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Zlatan and Vulkasin
Ara knelt and began to tear a strip from the hem of her dress. Vulkasin started at the sound, “Vat are you doing?”
Zlatan understood his brother’s confusion; no Vulkish soldier would even think to bandage scraped knuckles.
No, not a vulk. Images flashed before him, for a moment taking place of the real scene. A young girl bent over another child, trying care for it.
But the girl’s hair was flame red, and the child’s hand was fine.
Zlatan blinked away the memory.
Ara had her hand out, waiting.
But Sofia wasn’t looking at her. “I can. You shouldn’t–” then she seemed to sigh, and whispered, “Iaemillinae harko. Use my cloak for the other one. I can spare it.” She sat down and held out both hands.
They were more than just scraped. Vulkasin cocked an eyebrow at him and mouthed, “Her fault? Vat did she do, fight a v’all?”
“How should I know?” Zlatan shrugged.
Vulkasin grinned. “I zought, you-” But Zlatan looked away, ignoring his brother’s mouthed words.
It was dark in this corridor, but the moon shone outside, a faint glimmer catching the nearest window. He stepped over closer untill he could see her.
Ah Lady, last to sleep,
Dreamers always find you,
Ah Lady, bright and deep,
Untill the daylight binds you.
Zlatan suddenly realized the others were silent, staring at him.
He’d been singing again.
So what? They didn’t have to stare at him.
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Fork the Gork“Iaemillinae harko. Use my cloak for the other one. I can spare it.” Sofia held out both hands and Ara realized they were equally hurt. She frowned, wondering what the poor lady had done to herself.
Ara didn’t understand the words Sofia spoke, but they tickled her ears. It was a beautiful language, whatever it was.
She sat with her, carefully bandaging up her hands. She tried to keep her own from shaking, but they trembled slightly as she wrapped the fabrics around Sofia’s knuckles. She tied them with a strong knot and looked up at the lady, who, even sitting, was still very tall. Like Vulkasin.
Ara smiled.
“That should do it!” Jocelyn exclaimed.
November knelt down next to Ara, his color returning now that the blood was covered.
Blood made November a bit…queasy.
He went to say something but was interrupted by a deep voice. It cut through the room, silencing every other sound.
Ara’s head turned to find the source.
Zlatan. He was….singing.
Ah Lady, last to sleep,
Dreamers always find you,
Ah Lady, bright and deep,
Untill the daylight binds you.
His song ended, but the silence remained.
Zlatan must have noticed their staring because his eyes narrowed, as if he hadn’t realized what he’d been doing. He pulled his lips taut and looked away, back out the window with a sigh.
“That….that was beautiful.” Ara said softly. “What was that song?”
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#ProtectSeb@emilysf also I just realized so we never technically introduced every Charrie by name to Sofia but we kinda just put “The charries introduced themselves” so if u want u can call them by their names later on. Or have Sofia like find out their names or something XD
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#ProtectSebIs Sofia next?
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Fork the GorkSo long as we follow the previous RPs it’s fine lol
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebAlrighty!
Zlatan and Vulkasin
He’d done it again, gone off singing aloud with other people around. He sighed.
“That….that was beautiful.” Ara said softly. “What was that song?”
Zlatan shifted his shield, but kept his eyes out the window. “Forgive me, it vas, ah, song of ze seasons.”
“He just made it up and doesn’t v’ant to say.” Vulkasin grinned. “And now he vants to strangle me.”
Zlatan glared, but finally turned around. “It vas nofing. I’m sorry. I lost myself.”
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Fork the Gork@koshka @godlyfantasy12 technically, I guess, but you can go if you want @koshka. I’m going to be busy for a bit with rearranging bedrooms and cleaning them and stuff, so you can just have Sofia sitting happily with the children getting her hands bandaged and listening to Zlatan and Vulkasin. I’ll hope in if I get a chance, but I don’t know how long I’ll be busy for
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Ok, I did! =)
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“He just made it up and doesn’t v’ant to say.” Vulkasin grinned. “And now he vants to strangle me.”
Zlatan glared, but finally turned around. “It vas nofing. I’m sorry. I lost myself.”
“No! It was…nice,” Ara smiled.
“You’re quite the songwriter!” Lyn exclaimed. “Especially if you did make it up on the spot like that!”
”It was okay.”
Lyn shot Nyx a look and rolled her eyes. “Ah, your just grumpy. You’re probably hungry. You’re always grumpy when you’re hungry.”
And at that, everyone looked at November. Who’s eyes went wide at the sudden staring.
”Huh? What?”
“Do you have any of that…ah…what was it?” Ara tapped her chin.”
”I believe your friend called it shoe leat-“
“Ration,” Zlatan interrupted before Vulkasin could finish his snickering.
November blushed. “Ahh…yea…I kinda ate it all….” His face twisted in disgust at the memory. Vulkasin grinned, trying hard to hold in a laugh from the looks of it.
“If it’s what made him just turn green, I don’t want any part of it,” Nyx shook his head.
“I might have von more…” Zlatan began digging around in his bag but Lyn stopped him.
“UM, that’s okay, Nyx isn’t that hungry,” She chuckled, not filling him in on what the fox had really said.
“It does bring us back to our earlier quest,” Arabella said.
“Yea! Finding the…umm…what was it? OH! Butteries!” November said.
At that, Vulkasin couldn’t hold in his laughs. He folded over at November’s mistake, making the boy blush.
”Was it something I said?”
Zlatan sighed and glared at his brother.
“Buteries, November. Buteries,” Ara offered a sheepish smile and took his arm in hers. He didn’t notice for a moment, still trying to wrap his brain around the difference in wording.
”Oooh…I just thought since food was involved, ya know, butter….” He shrugged, and then noticed Ara’s arm wrapped around his in a comforting motion, and his ears burned all the redder.
Making Lyn laugh. Sofia looked dumbfounded by it all.
“Point is, we really should find some food. For all of us.” Ara said, oblivious to whatever teasing was passing between Lyn, Nyx and November.
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#ProtectSebI OPENED IT UP FOR A TON OF FUN ON UR SIDE @koshka XD 🤣 this was hilarious 😂
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#ProtectSebThat made me laugh so hard!!! XD
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