seol_plumfall | Entries tagged with going to outland brb

The young elf leaned his head back against the cushions, watching the violet-skinned girl dry her hair. With those fragile wrists and tiny fingers, her small body curving forward, the delicate shapes of her spine and shoulderblades showing through the thin cloth of her undershirt, she was roughly scrubbing her head and horns without a hint of elegance or grace. She lowered the cloth and tossed her wet hair, sneezed, and smeared her nose against her arm; then she blinked as the boy began to laugh at her.

He restrained his chuckling and shook his head, a characteristic awkward smile twisting his lips, and waved apologetically at the glaring girl. "You are cute," he said, truthfully.

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Astrolabe,

You know that I do not like when you leave suddenly. But I know you will be extra sweet to me when you return to make me feel better.

I could not convince Jia to return to Silvermoon. She said that to make her go I would have to bend her body under my strength or I would have to arrest her as a Master. And she knows I will not do these things, so she won. She, Pietro, and Cosimo ^and Galenos are staying on the Scryers Tier. Pietro is going to go back to Silvermoon to watch the house for a little while, until I can hire someone else because Tiddia needs to go work soon.

I cannot even go see my sister because the Scryers know my face.

Why are you not here to rub the tear off of it and make me feel better?

Helaah 2 ← Seol 57 → Seol 58

Current Mood: wangsty

Seol,

I was selfish to you.

I was happy to be a child for you to protect. I was happy to be inside the walls of Shattrath and not to need the hands and hooves of I to be fast to get food for we. I thought, now, I rest and be a child again, and the walls and the bodies of Vindicators of the Aldor protect I. I thought I had time to grow and to help the Light later. And I sat inside the walls, and the bodies of they and of the Shattered Sun and of Seol protected I.

But I am not so very small. I killed three elves on Bloodmyst. I crushed in the faces with a mace. I cried and I cried and I was so sad of the beautiful faces dead and I said I try and I try not to kill any more ones. And two months went. And two months I was happy in Shattrath, I was the wife of the husband of I, and two months he fought and he bled and blood was on he and I was so clean.

The sister of you is only a half of a century, and she walked to Shattrath to understand the love of you. And I heard she said to the angry you, she will not wait. She does not have the strength of adults but she has a strength to go so she goes right now.

Two months you bled and there was blood and dirty things on the ground of Draenor, and I bandaged people of the Shattered Sun and made armors and cared to you, but I sat inside the walls and other people fought and bled and made blood and died.

It is not wrong if I do this.

But I can not want to do it any more.

Jiajia 4 ← Astrolabe 28 → Helaah 2

Current Mood: determined

Shattrath is incredibly dirty. I have no idea how Seol lives here. Or maybe I have an idea and it is that he likes to stand in the middle of this Lower City here with his golden armor and clean black hair and be a shining beacon of hope to all those poor ugly refugees.

After all, the best soldiers are in Northrend standing against Arthas so there is no one to outshine some scrawny two-copper Knight.

A draenei spat on Galenos when we passed the Aldor Rise.

I don't like this place.

Seol 56 ← Jiajia 4 → Astrolabe 28

Current Mood: disappointed

By the everloving Light, Jia.

So we meet up in the Blasted Lands, with all those killer hyenas and DEMONIC BOARS, and they're all dirty from traveling for days and the man's arm is even bleeding, and when Pietro and I come up to them crying and? When we say that Master Plumfall already asked some Shattered Sun soldiers to escort us to Shattrath? She got mad. It wasn't even "let's go home," what the fel.

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Current Mood: resigned

We located Miss Jia, at the border between the Swamp and the Blasted Lands.

But L.

When Cosimo and I were traveling in the Swamp, we nearly ran into a party of travelers from the Alliance. You never know if they're the type to parlay or shoot first, so we concealed ourselves and waited for them to pass. But with my bad eyes and my ear I was not able to monitor their location, and the poor boy was very frightened and confused and not of much use, so I slipped into his mind a moment to use his eyes and ears.

And I suppose my power must have grown over the years somehow even though I did not often practice them in Undercity, for I was not only able to see what he saw and hear what he heard, but I heard what Cosimo heard through his left ear, through my left ear.

L.

Here it is. Here is the key, the tool, the organ remade.

L.

Within my grasp again.

Seol 55 ← Pietro 8 → Cosimo 4

Current Mood: indescribable

Astrolabe,

Now I will write down the things that happened in Silvermoon because I have calmed down. ~~But by the Light you have strange ideas of what is humorous~~

My sister went on a trip. I am not as worried as Pietro is. When Jia began to go on outings with Galenos I was very worried, but actually he is very intelligent and good with a bow and Jia is as safe traveling with him as she is traveling with any Farstrider. And Jia is not just a good mage, but she is very sensible and does not do silly things. She will stay by the roads and travel in a group and go from Horde post to Horde post. In that way she really is a lot smarter than her brother who goes to try to make friends with the Alliance every few months.

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Current Mood: better

It seems the young master was incorrect about Miss Dix's intentions! This is wonderful.

I think the black and gray suits her the best, whereas the cream was absolutely horrifying and must go immediately. I would have liked to use more white, but the leakage from her neck is a concern. (Actually, that is a concern in general. I ought to ask her why she hasn't had that fully repaired yet.)

However, a situation did arise after Miss Dix settled down and busied herself with writing. I went out to check on the cats and found Cosimo, whom we thought to be asleep, packing some items (which did not quite belong to him) into a knapsack. Either he is not quite as obtuse as I first thought him and figured out Miss Jia's destination or he was planning to pick a random direction in the hopes it would be the right one. He was nearly hysterical, and I was unable to talk him out of his plan. And although I do think if we travel together, we might be safe, I cannot just take off with my business in limbo and Miss Dix to entertain and suits to return. And I was concerned he would simply teleport or burn down the house if we locked him into the master bedroom.

So I drugged him.

I sent a message to the young master by Extra Express. If the boy can't see reason, then perhaps Master Seol can escort him. Or I could -- never been to Shattrath, after all! What fun! And I suppose in theory Miss Dix could, though I suspect from her temperament and relationship with the child that she might abandon ~~or eat~~ him along the way.

Perhaps she'll be tasked with housesitting.

Oh L. have mercy on the young master's soul.

Cosimo 3 ← Pietro 7 → Seol 45

Current Mood: slightly vexed

No, I can't just go to sleep.

Stela, she was so short and small, but there was no person, no danger of which she was afraid. She was clever and brave and did not suffer any sort of arbitrary obstacles or illogical rules. Of course sometimes she would lose and she would get frustrated and sad, and sometimes she'd just plain be wrong about whatever and have to change her stance, but no matter how many times she'd lost she did not give up her deep wishes. She did not wall herself up and stop listening to her feelings, stop believing in the deep truth of her feelings. She was really strong.

Stela with her red hair and her third set of teeth that was kind of crooked. Stela who would kick a boy in the face if he deserved it, even if she was wearing a skirt. Stela who was reading material five years ahead of schedule, Stela who maybe was smarter than even I.

Stela is maybe dead because of me.

I've got to help Jia.

Pietro 6 ← Cosimo 3 → Pietro 7

Current Mood: terrified

Oh dear.

Miss Jia and Galenos ran off today while I was out with Cosimo. From the tone of their letter I am afraid they are going to Outland, an entirely inappropriate place for a small child to be, no matter how clever she thinks she is. Cosimo is distraught and I dare not mention that I suspect that Outland was her destination because he will surely go charging after her... and I am quite sure that, despite his advantage in years, he is much less competent than Jia.

And then the young master came home in tears saying that he has angered Miss Dix and that she will not be coming home to us. By L.! What am I supposed to do with this suit now??

-- I should not be worrying about such trivial things as suits when the two boys are crying themselves sick over the loss of their friends.

And Miss Dix is not coming home to us? Will she be safe wandering the Horde alone? Such an innocent soul -- so many scheming, handsome, clever rogues would take advantage of her.

I think I will miss her a great deal.

Astrolabe 24 ← Pietro 6 → Cosimo 3

Current Mood: sad

[Left on a table in Silvermoon.]

Brother,

Galenos and I are going on a trip. I'm not sure when we'll be back. We'll probably see you again in a week or two.

By that time hopefully I'll understand you a bit better.

Seol 43 ← Jiajia 3 → Seol 44

Current Mood: determined

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Seol Plumfall

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→SS3, House Plumfall: Winter Veil

→Seol 57: Surrendering

→Astrolabe 28: Her conviction

→Jiajia 4: Poor impression

→Cosimo 4: The source of strength

→Pietro 8: His ambition

→Seol 46: State of the Plumfalls

→Pietro 7: Small a, L.-damn it

→Cosimo 3: Foolish courage

→Pietro 6: Pete's reaction

→Jiajia 3: She does care about him in a way

September 2011

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