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Frozen
Dec 15, 2007 2:10:45 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 15, 2007 2:10:45 GMT
*The nights had been getting colder and the winds sharper, so the lake had been frozen over. Oakrose's cloak blew in the wind as she skated across and back, across and back. Her red fur was fluffed up in tufts here and there, and her eyes somber. She'd gone through quite a bit lately, with her parents' both being killed and her emotional breakup with Lonas. As she turned to go back around, she noticed a pair of creatures approaching. Onewas rather dark-furred and the other light-furred, so she assumed they were Ashnel and Terragon. How wrong she was, for the two figures approaching would greatly shape her future.*
~IN THE FIELD, THE TWO FIGURES APPROACHING~ I don't know about about this, Mayyie. What if she doesn't recognize me? Oh trust me, she will Darron. She talked about you so much growing up, but... But what? Huh? Is there.... someone else who she married? No, but I'm worried at how she'll react. With her parents... with her parents dead, she might not like old memories. She was engaged, while you were travelling a few years back, but he got killed in a barfight three days before they married. Not too long ago, she met a guy named Lonas, but they broke up a few weeks ago due to the circumstances. So... I've got a chance? *Mayyie Birchgem smiled and the male's obvious hope. They were 100 feet.... now 80 feet..... soon they'd be 50 feet..... Mayyie and Darron's feet touched the ice.*
~BACK TO OAKROSE~ *Oakrose turned around and saw two figures from the past, here in Terralux. One she'd been expecting, her cousin Mayyie Birchgem. But the other, it could only be...* Darron? *The dark brown squirrel grinned.* Yes, Oakrose? *The maroon-clad squirrelmaid smiled vaugely, then fainted As she did, Darron Swiftbow slid over and caught her.*
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Frozen
Dec 15, 2007 17:15:06 GMT
Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Dec 15, 2007 17:15:06 GMT
Strange. I didn't think anybeast else would be out on a night like this. Rippla strolled along, the wintry cold not bothering him. His eyes glittered in the light of the waning moon, seeming almost alive..they catch the light when he walks, and look ice-blue instead of the usual dark brown. He paused to study the ones out on the ice. One was the red squirrel, Oakrose....wearing, of all things, ice skates. Night skating had never been something the weasel was interested in. The wind picked up slightly, blowing Rippla's cloak back. He wore the usual underneath it - slightly worn tunic, trousers and boots. A metal symbol hung around his neck. Thor's Hammer. Obviously the scarred weasel no longer had any qualms about showing his disdain for civilization in general.
The weasel stepped out to the edge of the ice, the light glittering in his eyes and on the iron Thor's Hammer. His face was blank as usual, although the scar across his face twisted his right lip up into a permanent sneer. He watched the group impassively. Probably they would notice him soon, but the three squirrel's hadn't yet.
OOC: Ah. This'll be interesting when Lonas finds out...he only broke up with Oakrose so as to concentrate on other happenings, not 'cuz he doesn't like her anymore. Bwa.
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Frozen
Dec 16, 2007 2:02:01 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 16, 2007 2:02:01 GMT
OOC: I know, right? Same reason for her, but.... I'll PM you some lyrics we might have to work in. BIC: *Oakrose felt a thump as Darron caught her, and she was awakened.* Darron Swiftbow! It is you! Why... what.... who brought you here? *The darker brown squirrel grinned, obviously happy that she was glad to see him, and recognised him.* Well, I was travelling for years, but when I returned, I heard about.... your parents and poor Virrax... we were very good friends, you know. So when Mayyie told me she was going to visit you, I came along. I'm quite glad you did... *Mayyie cleared her throat. She jerked her head towrds the weasel, whom she'd seen approaching.* Who's he, Oakie? *Oakrose lifted herself up from Darron's outstretched paws and back onto the ice. Her eyes grew steely as she saw Rippla.* Ah, well, this is Rippla... who cares what his last name is. Rippla, Mayyie; Mayyie, Rippla. Darron, Rippla; Rippla, Darron.
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Frozen
Dec 16, 2007 21:41:23 GMT
Post by Tinsy Stormsight on Dec 16, 2007 21:41:23 GMT
Rippla eyed Oakrose coldly, passed over the other two squirrels, and nods. "Forlinost. Rippla Forlinost." He studied the group coldly for a moment. Some red squirrel, probably a relation of Oakrose. A darker one, who knew where he was from. Best to be polite and aloof, as usual, so as to give the impression that he didn't want to be bothered...."pleased to meet you, I'm sure." The wind picks up slightly, blowing back Rippla's cloak. He continues watching the three squirrels, dark eyes coldly polite. The weasel didn't intend to make conversation.
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Frozen
Dec 17, 2007 22:07:39 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 17, 2007 22:07:39 GMT
*The maiden grins, not to seem too rude in front of company, and nods her head with an "uh huhhhh...." She looks at her cousin and gestures to the frozen pond.* So d'you wanna skate? Or slide, really. Then we could go back to my cottage for hot tea and cake, Soilrose was baking when I left. *She seems to be totally engrossed in ignoring Rippla, so she takes her arms and loops them through the other squirrels' to form a line. Oakrose continues talking, not noticing Darron's never-ending stare. Man! I'm so happy she's still single, it'd be horrible to come and find her married. Especially after all that we've done together.... *The squirrel's mind takes him back to times at home: good times. It was a young love, sweet as fresh honey yet innocent. They had skated in winter, picked flowers and picknicked in spring, swam and relaxed in summer, and jumped in leaves in autumn. He'd gone travelling, then, left her one misty dawn a'fore she was up. Virrax had written later, saying one instant how much he missed his old friend and in another instant swearing at him for paragraphs: Darron apparently left Oakrose drowning in a puddle of tears.* Darron... Darron! *His fellow traveller's voice brought him out of his flashback. He found that he was still staring at her. Even with her eyes swollen and cheeks sunken in she's still beautiful!* Yes, Mayyie? We were ready to go to the cottage now, but you kept on skating. Oakrose has invited us to stay in the spare bedroom. *As they walked through the slush and wind to Oakrose's abode, Mayyie carefully slipped Darron a note, which he read stealthily behind his crush's back. Stop staring at her so much! Just because you show up and surprise her then catch her don't mean she'll fall for you again! She's goin through tough times right now, breakin up with this guy and losin her parents so quick, and she lost Piney not but a few months ago! Just relax, and don't get too cocky. This Lonas she broke up with might not take to you too kindly, I know she's still got feelins for him. It was under the force of the situation that forced them to break up, 'kay.
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Frozen
Dec 18, 2007 22:15:02 GMT
Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 18, 2007 22:15:02 GMT
OOC: An open RP? Apologies if not. BIC: *Ashnel had been talking to Soilrose. A group of travellers had taken up residence in the Village Square the week before and the previous night, the Tavern, its guest rooms and various other buildings had been broken into. Terragon had sent Ashnel round the settlement with words of warning and sympathy.* So we're advising everybeast to keep doors and windows locked, Soilrose. Shame this had to happen just before the New Year Oak Celebrations. You weren't affected, were you? *Standing in the front room of the cottage, Ashnel regretfully explains the situation to the mole. Armed with a staff and the usual battle blade strapped across his back, the Terraluxian Captain cuts a slightly alarming figure. But then again, nobeast in Terralux can prove that the gypsies are to blame and violence is, unfortunately, soon to resolve the matter, whence why Ashnel, stronger and more useful in an attack, was sent in Terragon's place to speak to the other residents of Terralux.*
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Frozen
Dec 19, 2007 1:21:58 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 19, 2007 1:21:58 GMT
OOC: Yes, it is. Interesting post. BIC: *Soilrose shook her head, then tipped her snout to Ashnel.* Yuss, o curze, urr Azznel! 'Oo wood do sooch a thingur? Oi'll poot wooden beems behoind ee winders an doors ta keep em loorked opp toight. Hoi Miz Oakyroser, 'oo iz thart with yoo? *The group of squirrels had been taken aback, but Oakrose waved cheerily.* Why hello Ashnel, Soilrose! This is my cousin, Mayyie Birchgem, and my- er- old friend, Darron Swiftbow. They're visiting for a while. What were you tw disscussing? You look worried.
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Frozen
Dec 19, 2007 9:36:28 GMT
Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 19, 2007 9:36:28 GMT
*Ashnel turns suddenly as the door opens, his eyes narrowed a little. Though his expression relaxes at the sight of Oakrose, the presense of two strangers makes his jaw tense again.* Evening, *He replies, a little stiffly.* I was just explaining to Soilrose about the most unfortunate events in the Village Square last night. We suspect the travellers, *He adds, trying not to glance at the newcomers.* But you must introduce me, *He insists, when he cannot put this off any longer.*
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Frozen
Dec 19, 2007 21:26:28 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 19, 2007 21:26:28 GMT
OOC: They were walking up the path to the cottage. Not in it. BIC: *Darron stiffened at the dark squirrel's words. So he suspects us? Why in the rottin hellgates would I commit a crime? Certainly he can't suspect Mayyie, soft and sweet as she is! He extended his paw stiffly to Ashnel.* Darron Swiftbow of the Western Shores, Kingdom of the Royalbrushes- er, now it's the Treehops. So, can I help with this traveller problem in any way? *Oakrose interrupted, and Mayyie gave Darron a look that plainly said: Great, you've gone and done it now!* What do you mean the Treehops? I thought Ruby and Strongbirch were renamed Royalbrush to carry the name on, weren't they? Well, yeah, they were, but Roughbark remarried. Damm traitor! How could he remarry so soon after what happened to Piney? *She blushed, seeming to remember who was standing nearby.* Oh, sorry Ashnel. Now what happened?
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Frozen
Dec 20, 2007 11:14:43 GMT
Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 20, 2007 11:14:43 GMT
OOC: Sorry. BIC: The gypsies in the Village Square, Terragon reckons. Broke into the Tavern and a couple of other places around the settlement, *His voice is polite, but grim and, somewhere beneath this, is a faint note of bitterness.* I'm... *He hesitates, not sure how to phrase this.* I'm sorry. *He means about Pinebud, and glances at the door/down the path (?).* Should I come back later, Oakrose? *From the corner of his eye, he observes Darron and suddenly feels inexplicably protective of Oakrose. Perhaps it's because he, like Terragon, feels the other squirrel has gone through exactly what he has. She's been through worse, he reminds himself. Too many deaths. That can bring even a warrior down. Ashnel doubts Terragon would approve of him saying this, but the drinks from the previous night are still taking their toll and he shruggs it off.*
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Frozen
Dec 20, 2007 21:45:45 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 20, 2007 21:45:45 GMT
*Soilrose busies herself sweeping the platform off in front of the cottage and seems to quietly exit the conversation. Mayyie sits in a chair, waiting to introduce herself properly to the mole. A tense moment passes as Oakrose thinks it through, staring at Ashnel.* No.... no, it'd be fine if you stayed. What did you think you were interrupting? Life's gonna go on a normal... just with two extra beasts around. I don't mind if you sit and talk, but it depends if Soilrose has dinner ready or not. 'Rose? No, et'd be foine, ef yoo'd foller Oi. Dinna is gonna just be warmed oop sandichers an' tee or ale. *She unlocks the door and gestures inside. Darron felt a bit hopeless at Oakrose's comment that life would go on a normal, or was she just saying so to this Ashnel?*
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Frozen
Dec 21, 2007 12:17:42 GMT
Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 21, 2007 12:17:42 GMT
OOC: Ah, right. Characters still outside. *Draws self a map. Understands know.* Your clever, tyrannical leaderess has worked it out! ;D
BIC: *Ashnel stands aside out of courtesy, and holds the door open.* After yourselves, *He tells Oakrose's guests and grins at Oakrose. He remembers overhearing a conversation between Robin and Terragon. The sisters had been discussing Elm and Oakbark and the conversation had turned gradually to Oakrose and Lonas. "She's coping well, I think," Terragon had admitted and if anything about Oakrose's comment was false or see-through, Ashnel doesn't notice, now trusting that Terragon had been right.*
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Frozen
Dec 21, 2007 19:21:14 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 21, 2007 19:21:14 GMT
*Mayyie is the first throuh the door, then Soilrose, and then Oakrose with a dazed Darron following close behind: he still couldn't believe she was single! Soilrose set a plate of scones and a pitcher of tea on the table, then pulled a chair over to total the five chairs needed.*
OOC: Sorry, kinda short. But, I couldn't do too much.
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Frozen
Dec 21, 2007 20:10:47 GMT
Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 21, 2007 20:10:47 GMT
*Ashnel stares around at the clearing for a moment, before stepping inside, shutting the door awkwardly behind himself. Crossing the room, he waits by an empty chair, trying not to stare more curiously at the newcomers than is polite.* I'm sorry you had to arrive at such a suspicious time, *He tells Mayyie and Darron, not quite meeting the eyes of either of them.* I'm afraid we have some rather unwanted guests residing down in the Village Square. *He looks out of the window and back at the others with a shrugg.*
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Frozen
Dec 21, 2007 21:27:49 GMT
Post by Oakrose & Crew on Dec 21, 2007 21:27:49 GMT
*Mayyie nodded, and the so-rarely-spoken squirrel let her soft voice fill the room.* It's okay, Mister Ashnel. Oakrose invited me, er, us a few weeks ago, and we just arrived at the wrong time. Who's Terragon? I heard you mention her name, and was wondering who it was.
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