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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2014 5:08:39 GMT
Another night, Another tree branch. Why couldn't h sleep in the back of his truck ? Three days, three different branches. Same vision each night. H'd scoured the strange ring of ice around the city. Finding only the strange pattern he had drawn on the clothpaper he carried on his belt. He sat against the trunk of a tree, a good three or four meters into the air. Balanced carefully he had nodded off, Only to see the vision of the woman he sought the last several months yet again. Snapping his eyes open he knew he was not going to get much sleep this third night within the ring of ice. With a quiet grunt he cast his gaze around the area below him. Taking in everything. Nothing to the south, nothing to the southeast, nothing to the east, a woman in a pale blue dress with bright hair to the northeast, nothing to the north, nothin... wait.... His gaze snapped back to where he thought he caught sight of something... no, not something, some one. Blinking carefully to ensure he was awake and not seeing things the man remained in the tree, in the gathering darkness the man was unseeable, and yet, even with the moonlight, that shade of blue shone quite brightly. He kept out of sight and snound as he observed her. There appeared to be another woman with the one in pale blue. He had seen her before; in his countless visions. And here she was before him, a dozen or so meters away. With another woman apparently. Or was she speaking to herself ? Dastan could not see another with the woman in pale blue, but he could see she wasn't exactly alone either. The woods were teeming with all sorts of people and wildlife. Which was why Dastan chose to sleep in the trees since he'd arrived. Nothing got to him up there. And besides, he'd seen it all and done it all, mostly. {{ queenelsa |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2014 5:44:34 GMT
Elsa was taking a walk in the woods, hoping to run into Jack in order to give him her Secret Santa present. He was a really difficult person to find in the wintertime, considering everywhere looked like his doing! She growled under her breath. She was still infuriated that she had received his name in the first place. She was just trying to get to know him and she didn't need-ugh. It wasn't worth worrying about.
She thought that she was entirely alone, but she also had the feeling that someone was watching her. This sort of gave her the creeps and she shuddered her shoulders, "Jack, if that's you just show yourself," she muttered grumpily.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2014 6:39:32 GMT
Someone indeed was watching her. However it was her words that confused the watcher. Jack ? I know of none by that name Dastan thought in the tree as the woman below him spoke. Apparently the woman spoke to a male. Well wonderful, this was wonderful, and confusing. Who in the name of the Sandglass was this jack guy ?
He watched her a few moments more; temptd like hell to conjure his bound bow and use it, but no, Instead he observed and swiftly moved up the tree to a better vantage point before jumping to another tree. His shadow dancing across the ground before her. The hood drawn up over his head and covering his face looked like the beak of an eagle. His scarf covered his nose and mouth, his eyes watching her every move.
He was mesmurised by this young woman. Her voice caught his hearing clearly. His heart hammered, Such beauty in that clear sharp tone!! He thought. Briefly his vision swirled and a design appeared as he briefly saw the cell Tus was in with the mark on the wall and the womans back to him as she was facing his brother.
This woman, she was the same as in his vision ?! Again the strange snowflake design appeared. In a higher point of another tree he took out the clothpaper and inspected it by the moonlight. glancing briefly towards the woman on the ground he once again saw the same design on the ground around her, and on a wall.
He folded away the cloth paper. It was time to introduce himself. He spotted a pile of loose branches and leaves. And swan dove off the tree into them, landing perfectly in the pile. Briefly unseen as her back was turned. swiftly and silently he stood from the brushpile and stood next to the tree. "Odd time for a nightly meeting is it not m'Lady ?"
In the moonlight the tan and white clothing the man wore covered him from head to foot. Two sword hilts seen over his shoulders along with a belt of many other weapons. His face was covered, only his eyes, sparkling green orbs refelcted off the moonlit ground were seen under his hood.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2014 22:03:22 GMT
Elsa heard someone speak behind her and whipped around with incredible speed. She cocked an eyebrow at the figure that stood by the tree, her eyes looking over him with curiosity and confusion. Who was this guy? Why was he following her and why was he just standing there?
He must have been so quiet sneaking around... or he really just appeared out of nowhere. Some people could do that. She took a step back, lowering her arms in a ready stance in order to defend herself if needed. "Yeah. Well, I was in a hurry.... what are you doing out here?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2014 23:16:03 GMT
The green eyes sparkled in the moonlight, his face hidden under his hood he spoke with a smile on his voice "Well I was trying to sleep." he said truthfully. He'd been haunted by the visions so much lately that he got very little sleep. "At least until I heard your footsteps on the forest floor here." He took something off his belt. the clothpaper and held it out to her. "I am also looking for someone myself. Recognise this by any chance m'Lady ?" He asked her.
It was his only means of identifying her at that moment, and should she recognise the snowflake he'd drawn so perfectly from his visions on the clothpaper. Well, that was good because he'd found the source of one of his visions.
But there was also something on her tone that warned him about something important. "You seek someone, only I can think that she is not this.... Jack.... fellow is she ?" He briefly remembered in a later vision, another woman, a redhead. He stole a brief glance around her then asked when seeing it was just the two of them. "Where is the redhead ? Or is it just you ?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2014 4:07:50 GMT
Elsa eyed the man up and down, taking another step back as he took something off of his belt. "Why are you sleeping outside? There is room for guests in the town." Elsa had been on of these guests not too long ago. People were accepting there, and there was also the bed and breakfast at Grannys. When he held out the cloth paper, she leaned in to get a better look.
It looked unfamiliar to her, but the snowflake design upon it were no doubt something that resembled Elsas own ice crystals. She cocked an eyebrow at him. "What is it?" she asked him, intrigued.
"Just looking for a friend and-" she stopped when he mentioned the redhead and took another step back. She started to slowly form a sharp blade of ice in her hand, her tone completely changed. What was with everyone stalking her and Anna lately? "Where have you seen her?" she practically growled.
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