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Started November 06, 2021 by Deleted user

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Sam: Grins widely That is amazing to me…

Danielle: Finally follows after Nwalan.

Mileena: Smiles. Isn’t it?

Nwalan: Turns at Danielle’s arrival. I apologize for disappearing. I had to assist dear Ehumar here. Indicates De Tearion.

De Tearion: Begins to slowly sit up.

Danielle: Nods Albino transformations are oft deadly. I had forgotten about that, as it is not a regular occurence.

Sam: Nods to Mileena It truly is. Turns to Danielle Ah…

(Lmao, that's interesting. My character dynamics are mostly chaotic duos or things like that.)

Mileena: Smiles at Sam, then switches her attention between the conversation and Kierthēl.

Nwalan: Turns to Danielle. Simply being albino be a death sentence for most Goliathans, whether culturally or physically. Goliathans are made not to sustain themselves as albinos, particularly white-eyed.

De Tearion: Leaning back against the tree, still somewhat dazed. He sighs.

(Lol. I think I’ve got a variety, honestly unsure. Half the time I’m not even really paying attention to it unless it’s stated in the story [like with De Tearion and Nwalan], lmao!)

Sam: Pushes those thoughts away. Enough of death.

Danielle: Nods Indeed. Looks to Nwalan. That is- similar- to mine races customs. Or rather, what they used to be.

(Fair enough, lmao!)

Nwalan: Nods at both of them, then kneels down next to De Tearion, watching him like a concerned little kid.

De Tearion: Notices Nwalan, then speaks in a quiet voice. I am well, Nwalan. Merely tired.

Nwalan: A bit concerned.

De Tearion: Exhausted from recent events, he clarified.

Nwalan: Nods, relieved.

Kierthēl: Gets up and moves over to De Tearion, leaning against his side and grabbing his hand.

De Tearion: Looks down at Kierthēl, chuckling. He then morphs his hand so Kierthēl had something to amuse himself with. He watched Kierthēl for a minute, clearly fighting a doze.

Mileena: Smiles at the sight.

Sam: Watches with a glitter of laughter in her eyes as Kierthēl messes with De Tearion's hand.

Danielle: Her focus was mainly Nwalan. She wasn't entirely sure why. The Vanisher just moved so gracefully and quickly that it was hypnotic.

(Sly grin. Do I see something brewing here?)

De Tearion: Notices Sam and gives her a drowsy smile. Kierthēl has been fascinated by my claws since his birth. I doubt not that he will always be fascinated by them. Looks back at Kierthēl, starting to doze off.

Mileena: Watches, continuing to smile.

Nwalan: Watches De Tearion and Kierthēl, smiling lightly. He feels Danielle’s gaze and glances over at her. He seems unsure how to react, then turns back to De Tearion.

(Grins back Maybe…)

Sam: Smiles back at De Tearion. Indeed…

Danielle: Turns a pinkish color when Nwalan glances over, and quickly looks away, embarrased.

(Continues grinning)

De Tearion: Chuckles, then closes his eyes, leaning back a bit more against the tree. He quickly falls asleep.

Kierthēl: Notices De Tearion fall asleep and leans a bit more on him, still fiddling with his claws.

Nwalan: Sits back, his smile widening as De Tearion falls asleep. He chuckles at Kierthēl, then glances back at Danielle, noticing her appearance. He turns away, seeming mildly confused, but he’s clearly pondering something.

Sam: Watches De Tearion fall asleep, then turns to Danielle to find that she'd turned an unsual shade for her. She grins broadly, then walks a distance away, going over to a tree and appearing to strike a conversation with it.

Danielle: Out of the corner of her eye, she notes Nwalan's confusion and pondering.

Mileena: Notices Sam smiling, then looks at Danielle. She gets up and moves to De Tearion, curling up next to him, Kierthēl between them. She watches Kierthēl, every now and then tickling him, though she makes sure not to wake De Tearion.

Nwalan: Notices everything, then looks at Danielle inquisitively. He then teleports, appearing next to Danielle, his golden eyes gentle. He speaks quietly to avoid disturbing De Tearion. Shall we go for a walk since Ehumar rests?

Danielle: Jumps slightly, then smiles. Yes. She gets up, then waits for Nwalan.

Nwalan: Smiles lightly, then heads away, wandering deeper into the park. He repeatedly glances at her, seeming to study her with a fascinated gleam in his eyes.

(New page!)

Danielle: Follows Nwalan. I have a hard time focusing mine gaze on you, and I am not sure if that has anything to do with your mutable and slightly disconcerting essence, or if it merely has to do with me.

(Yup, lmao!)

Nwalan: Looks at Danielle. He hums, then shrugs with uncertainty. I know not, yet there are many possibilities to explain such a dilemma. He resumes studying her, as if memorizing her appearance.

Danielle: Nods and sighs. Fair enough. Although, the effect is not entirely unpleasant to the eye. She watches Nwalan just as intently as he's watching her.

Nwalan: Hums thoughtfully at her words, a shy gleam flashing in his eyes. He then blinks once deliberately before turning away, seeming indecisive.

Danielle: Smiles slightly, still watching Nwalan. She tracks the fluid grace of his turn, the lazy deliberation of his blink.

Nwalan: Feels her gaze and looks back at Danielle. He still seemed indecisive, then an idea came to him. You wish to see something, an ability of mine?

Danielle: Jumps slightly once more, having been in the middle of tracing the lines of Nwalan's form, commiting him to memory. She grins. Yes, I would.

Nwalan: Grins a bit, knowing well what she’d been doing. He then vanishes, and reappears as a male of Danielle’s race. His eyes and upper torso remain the same as before, though now only a leather wrap covers him, showing off the lean muscle of his abdomen. His lower body is the masculine version of Danielle’s, though the length of his lower body is outrageously exaggerated, and the scales are a vibrant reddish orange hue. He grins wide at her. The mimicking ability of the Vanisher race.

Danielle: Jumps, then gasps. Oh… I have not seen another of mine race in so long. The others died so long ago… She walks over to Nwalan, inspecting him. She finds no flaws in his mimickry of her race.

Nwalan: Hums. That be rather unfortunate, yet I only need one example… indicates Danielle with a dramatic flourish … to mimic a race. Though, as with all Vanishers, our appearance be often strange. After all, a human has not naturally blue fingertips, nor such a prominent red hair color, and I highly doubt males of your race have such long bodies or colored scales.

Danielle: Grins Not the ones like me, no. However, the Corals and their like are generally brighter than the Taipans. You could pass as one of them, you know.

Nwalan: Hums in thought, then grins wide. Fascinating. Both a Taipan and a Coral. Snickers mischievously.

(You're good!)

Danielle: Snickers as well. Fascinating indeed… She pauses a moment, then seems to pull at the air. Very quickly a statuette is formed of Nwalan. She holds it out to him. Do you like it?

(I’m still laughing at the fact that I confused them. That’s just too fucking funny, lmao!)

Nwalan: Watches her, then gently takes the statuette, absolutely mesmerized. I love it! Thank you! Gently holds the statuette, and grins happily at Danielle.

(Yeah, it's all good though! Honestly, I didn't even really notice until you said something.)

Danielle: Grins back at him. You are most welcome! Let's see… She thinks for a moment, then creates a miniature version of the surrounding area, the two of them depicted in detail at the center of it. She grins, proud of herwork. I have retained mine skill. That is good.