Blairjay

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  1. The soft voice of Olethea tickles your ear, "Are you free...? I had a few questions that have been weighing on me."
  2.  
  3. The soft voice of Olethea tickles your ear, "It will be entirely selfish, though, so you're freeto decline."
  4.  
  5. You tell Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart, "Yes, I am here."
  6.  
  7. The soft voice of Olethea tickles your ear, "I am home, in Immolation. You are free to enter."
  8.  
  9. A pale central gazebo in the dark garden.
  10. Set atop the garden's tall central hill and offering some shelter to the Void that fills the vault of the sky, the gazebo in which you find yourself is beautifully crafted from bone-pale wood. It has been built in a such a manner as to use as few unbroken pieces of wood as possible, each sculpted log fit together in a manner much like a puzzle box, and the intertwining boughs become quite difficult to differentiate from one another. Still, the gazebo is roomy, and well-suited to entertain, offering a central view of the dark garden in which it has been built. The pale wood contrasts rather attractively with the surrounding foliage: black bamboo and purple smokbushes close to the structure itself offer a sense of serenity and privacy from the outside world. Taller plants, like the black hollyhock and chocoholic bugbane cluster near the stand of stalks, and sprigs of lovely black truffle cardinal flowers sprout at footpath height to lend splashes of vibrant colour. The obsidian floral carvings are as omnipresent here as they are throughout the rest of the garden, taking the shape of flowering vines that curve around the beams of the gazebo itself. Paths drift through the garden in every direction, each leading out from an arching 'doorway' and wending down the hill, off into obscurity. There are 5 lushly-cushioned backless chairs here. Its brilliant surface gleaming with reflections, a grand round table stands here. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart is here, shrouded. She wields a richly decorated ravenwood viola in her left hand.
  11.  
  12. You lazily draw your wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.
  13.  
  14. Olethea tosses a glance in your direction full of warmth and fondness.
  15.  
  16. With modulated tones, you whisper, "Hello."
  17.  
  18. Olethea's ears perk up with a sudden interest.
  19.  
  20. Olethea fans her wings at you, bathing you in a cool gust of air.
  21.  
  22. The ghost of a smile passes fleetingly across your lips.
  23.  
  24. Olethea's eyes crinkle at the corners as her face warms with an imperceptable smile.
  25.  
  26. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Please make yourself comfortable?"
  27.  
  28. You sit yourself down on a lushly-cushioned backless chair and make yourself comfortable.
  29.  
  30. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks surprised and says, "You're quite tall as a trill..."
  31.  
  32. With modulated tones, you say, "Am I? I would not truthfully know."
  33.  
  34. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "Taller than me by at least a foot..."
  35.  
  36. It is now the 25th of Juliary, 562 years after the Coming of Estarra.
  37.  
  38. With modulated tones, you ask, "Though, you had questions?"
  39.  
  40. You tilt your head curiously at Olethea.
  41.  
  42. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "Ah, yes...."
  43.  
  44. You lazily draw your wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.
  45.  
  46. You tilt your head and listen intently to Olethea.
  47.  
  48. Olethea purses her lips, deep in thought.
  49.  
  50. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I was wondering, I suppose, as I can't quite figure it out myself... what drew you to me, exactly?"
  51.  
  52. You blink.
  53.  
  54. You chew on your lip thoughtfully.
  55.  
  56. You have emoted: Esei reaches up and taps their cheek with a delicate finger. "I... at first it was your beauty and charisma," they begin slowly. "You're quite charming, you know."
  57.  
  58. With modulated tones, you say, "Then... you're funny, and endearing, and... cute? You're determined and loyal to whichever cause you lean your strength to."
  59.  
  60. Olethea purses her lips pensively, gazing off into the distance as she carefully gathers her thoughts.
  61.  
  62. With modulated tones, you say, "I doubt I'm the most unbiased source."
  63.  
  64. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Well, it's a very biased question to begin with."
  65.  
  66. A wry smile spreads across your face.
  67.  
  68. With modulated tones, you say, "I suppose that is quite fair."
  69.  
  70. Olethea hides a giggle behind her fingertips.
  71.  
  72. Olethea purses her lips, deep in thought.
  73.  
  74. With modulated tones, you ask, "Is there something you want... more specific insight into?"
  75.  
  76. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "...Thank you, by the way."
  77.  
  78. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I don't particularly consider myself charming, you know...?"
  79.  
  80. With modulated tones, you say, "It's a bit similar to my aunt's charisma, I think."
  81.  
  82. Olethea sucks thoughtfully on her teeth.
  83.  
  84. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "- Oh, Lady Aleyah."
  85.  
  86. With modulated tones, you say, "Soft, and sweet, to the right people, but easily weaponized if you want it to be."
  87.  
  88. Olethea purses her lips, deep in thought.
  89.  
  90. 19:11:43 Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "Weaponized."
  91. 19:12:34 You tilt your head curiously.
  92.  
  93. 19:13:46 Olethea ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."
  94. 19:13:48 Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks confused and says, "How?"
  95. 19:14:02 You ponder the situation.
  96.  
  97. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "...I suppose that's something I ought to learn for Glomdoring anyway."
  98.  
  99. With modulated tones, you say, "You could use it to convince someone of something, or to turn them against something. Convince them to see a truth that isn't there, or be considered to be so truthful and honorable that you could -never- tell a lie."
  100.  
  101. Showing that she understands, Olethea nods her head slowly.
  102.  
  103. With modulated tones, you say, "Weaving a very friendly-looking web, wherein they will only meet their demise."
  104.  
  105. With modulated tones, you say, "However, you'd need to use this carefully, and selectively. Exposing yourself too often could lead to your web collapsing."
  106.  
  107.  
  108. Olethea purses her lips, deep in thought.
  109.  
  110. With modulated tones, you ask, "I hope that is useful?"
  111.  
  112. Olethea nods her head at you.
  113.  
  114. Olethea purses her lips, deep in thought.
  115.  
  116. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Something to learn."
  117.  
  118. With modulated tones, you ask, "If you do not mind my asking... why did you want to ask that question of me? The first one?"
  119.  
  120. You tilt your head curiously at Olethea.
  121.  
  122. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I was curious. I suppose I couldn't see the appeal myself, heh."
  123.  
  124. You nod your head slowly in understanding.
  125.  
  126. Olethea runs a hand through her fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.
  127.  
  128. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "On my end, it seemed very... out of the blue."
  129.  
  130. With modulated tones, you say, "You -are- appealing. I enjoy your ideas and thoughts and words."
  131.  
  132. Laughing softly, you say, "I see that now, I do."
  133.  
  134. Olethea tilts her head curiously at you.
  135.  
  136. With modulated tones, you say, "The, ah, suddenness of it?"
  137.  
  138. You blush furiously.
  139.  
  140. Comprehension flashes across Olethea's face.
  141.  
  142. Olethea nods her head emphatically.
  143.  
  144. You open your mouth to say something, but speech fails you.
  145.  
  146. You chew on your lip thoughtfully.
  147.  
  148. Olethea sucks thoughtfully on her teeth.
  149.  
  150. Hesitantly, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart asks, "When I was singing the other month, did you think the song was referring to romantic love...?"
  151.  
  152. You blink.
  153.  
  154. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "You said you left, then."
  155.  
  156. With modulated tones, you say, "...it could have? But it didn't need to."
  157.  
  158. Softly, you say, "It was a beautiful song, regardless."
  159.  
  160. Olethea smiles softly.
  161.  
  162. Olethea runs a hand through her fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.
  163.  
  164. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "...Friend Gurashi seems to be at war with himself. I was trying to encourage whatever parts of him are fighting to re-acquaint."
  165.  
  166. You lazily draw your wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.
  167.  
  168. You nod your head slowly in understanding.
  169.  
  170. You have emoted: Esei brushes over their head feathers, tucking them into place, face slowly reddening.
  171.  
  172. Olethea tilts her head curiously at you.
  173.  
  174. Looking somewhat embarrased, you say, "Ah, it's... probably all rather sudden, and I wouldn't want to... offend you or similar. So I won't ask."
  175.  
  176. Olethea tilts her head curiously at you.
  177.  
  178. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I don't mind, I asked a -very- improper question this month."
  179.  
  180. A wry smile spreads across your face.
  181.  
  182. You have emoted: Esei's wings shudder and flutter slightly in their places. "Mm... let me try to find the words."
  183.  
  184. Olethea nods her head emphatically.
  185.  
  186. Olethea stretches her wings forward, bringing them within reach of her hands, and begins to smooth and arrange her wingfeathers.
  187.  
  188. With modulated tones, you say, "Several years ago now, I asked if you were open to... a courtship, yes?" Their fingers fiddle with one of their primary feathers. "I know that you said you are still... adjusting? As I recall? And have or had feelings for my cousin... I was just-."
  189.  
  190. You have emoted: Esei bites their lip instead.
  191.  
  192. Olethea smiles softly.
  193.  
  194. Hesitantly, you say, "I was just wondering if you were... open to considering it."
  195.  
  196. Olethea runs a hand through her fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.
  197.  
  198. With modulated tones, you say, "But. I understand if you didn't want to."
  199.  
  200. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "...It is nice to know where the feelings are coming from, at least, admittedly."
  201.  
  202. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I don't know nearly all that much about you, though."
  203.  
  204. A wry smile spreads across your face.
  205.  
  206. With modulated tones, you say, "Unfortunately, my sense of self is a bit... lackluster."
  207.  
  208. With modulated tones, you say, "Though others tell me that I am an excellent teacher and ritualist, as well as hard-working."
  209.  
  210. A hint of amused sarcasm tinting her voice, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Oh, I couldn't imagine what that's like, really. I was so quick to catch on about my appeal, after all."
  211.  
  212. A wry smile spreads across your face.
  213.  
  214. [some time passes]
  215.  
  216. Quietly, you ask, "Oh, would you... like to see my viscanti form?"
  217.  
  218. Olethea blinks.
  219.  
  220. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Viscanti?"
  221.  
  222. With modulated tones, you say, "Aye."
  223.  
  224. As she nods slowly in your direction, you realize Olethea understands.
  225.  
  226. You get up off a lushly-cushioned backless chair.
  227.  
  228. [leaving to put my hat on]
  229.  
  230. You have emoted: As Esei returns, they bring their long, tufted tail around to the front of their body, gently grooming the fur there.
  231.  
  232. Olethea quietly gasps, hiding her mouth behind fingers behind her veil.
  233.  
  234. Raspily, you whisper, "It's not... ugly, is it?"
  235.  
  236. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks surprised and says, "Oh my goodness, look at your freckles...! Your hair got darker, too, and...!"
  237.  
  238. Olethea emits a soft, girlish squeak, and turns her face to look away as a reddish-orange glow starts to creep into the tips of her ears. "No, not at all."
  239.  
  240. You have emoted: Esei's eyes flit up shyly as their fingers run over their tail. "I've only met a few viscanti," they say. "I've... not much to compare to."
  241.  
  242. You blush furiously.
  243.  
  244. Raspily, you say, "Rather, a large pool to compare to."
  245.  
  246. Still gazing determinedly at her garden, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "We are admittedly a very very diverse bunch. Put three Viscanti in a room and you'll have four different opinions about who's the best example of the race."
  247.  
  248. You nod your head slowly in understanding.
  249.  
  250. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "...Though you look far more like the professed 'ideal' than myself."
  251.  
  252. Raspily, you whisper, "Is... there a reason why you will not look at me?"
  253.  
  254. You blink.
  255.  
  256. Raspily, you ask, "...ideal?"
  257.  
  258. Fluster leaking into her words, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Well, yes - the dark hair, the dusky skin so close to the indigo I dress myself in, the dark eyes...."
  259.  
  260. Still flustered, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "And you're tall, I'm certainly not tall."
  261.  
  262. Raspily, you say, "...I would say to scorn any perpetuated ideal of a race or class."
  263.  
  264. Gently, you say, "You are beautiful, Olethea."
  265.  
  266. Raspily, you ask, "I could... express more specifically how I find you beautiful, if that may help?"
  267.  
  268. Olethea runs a hand through her fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.
  269.  
  270. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "If, if you like? Ah, the reason I am not looking at you is because if I do I will continue to blush furiously."Olethea's face flushes with a luminous red-orange glow.
  271.  
  272. Olethea nods at her own words in a very matter-of-fact sort of manner.
  273.  
  274. You have emoted: Esei's own cheeks turn a shade of plum as they take a seat.
  275.  
  276. You sit yourself down on a lushly-cushioned backless chair and make yourself comfortable.
  277.  
  278. Raspily, you say, "I will start with physical beauty, perhaps..."
  279.  
  280. Raspily, you say, "The way your freckles cross your molten skin is exquisite. Your hair flows in a way that reminds me of a plume of fire, and that does not even account for your mane which is itself possibly made of actual fire."
  281.  
  282. Raspily, you say, "The shape of your face looks just the perfect size to hold in both of my hands and caress... Your wings are indescribably magnificent and in a color that suits your already appealing palette."
  283.  
  284. Olethea stretches her wings forward, bringing them within reach of her hands, and begins to smooth and arrange her wingfeathers.
  285.  
  286. Olethea runs a hand through her fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.
  287.  
  288. Softly, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Thank you."
  289.  
  290. Raspily, you say, "Your eyes are simply bewitching and remind me of a field of lilacs I once saw..." They let out a gentle, almost wistful sigh. "Your obsidian is beautiful, glinting in the light and containing a multitude of colors if it catches just right."
  291.  
  292. Raspily, you say, "And that is just your physical beauty, not accounting for your mental and spiritual beauty."
  293.  
  294. Olethea purses her lips, contemplating you thoughtfully.
  295.  
  296. You idly twitch your tail.
  297.  
  298. A grin tugging unseen at her lips, Olethea murmurs softly, "I can't tell if you rehearsed that."
  299.  
  300. Raspily, you whisper, "I hope I... did not speak out of turn?"
  301.  
  302. Raspily, you say, "I did not."
  303.  
  304. Olethea hides a giggle behind her fingertips.
  305.  
  306. Raspily, you say, "Though, I have given great consideration to your beauties."
  307.  
  308. Raspily, you say, "Your non-physical beauty is... much less describable by words alone, I imagine, and would undoubtedly grow as I got to know you."
  309.  
  310. Olethea smiles softly at you.
  311.  
  312. Bashfully, Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Thank you, I mean it."
  313.  
  314. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Though, my appraisal does not change. As far as.... Viscanti concern themselves, you're quite close to the platonic ideal."
  315.  
  316. You ponder the situation.
  317.  
  318. Raspily, you say, "How curious that is, then."
  319.  
  320. Olethea nods her head emphatically.
  321.  
  322. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "Were your skin wine-violet rather than so shadowed..."
  323.  
  324. Thoughtfully, you say, "I doubt I would have done well in Magnagora, regardless."
  325.  
  326. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "That's hardly a shortcoming. I didn't."
  327.  
  328. Olethea's eyes sparkle with amusement.
  329.  
  330. You smile softly.
  331.  
  332. Raspily, you ask, "I've a few other forms also, if... you wished to see them?"
  333.  
  334. Olethea tilts her head curiously at you.
  335.  
  336. Raspily, you say, "Ah... Lucidian, faeling, trill, viscanti, aslaran, loboshigaru, and merian."
  337.  
  338. Showing that she understands, Olethea nods her head slowly.
  339.  
  340. Olethea purses her lips, deep in thought.
  341.  
  342. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart looks thoughtful and says, "So many."
  343.  
  344. A wry smile spreads across your face.
  345.  
  346. Raspily, you say, "It's been suggested I am actually a changeling."
  347.  
  348. Olethea hides a grin behind her hand.
  349.  
  350. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Maybe."
  351.  
  352. Olethea stretches her wings forward, bringing them within reach of her hands, and begins to smooth and arrange her wingfeathers.
  353.  
  354. Olethea purses her lips, contemplating plump pickled shrimp thoughtfully.
  355.  
  356. You cough softly.
  357.  
  358. Raspily, you say, "Ah, that, is a design... for Bizirik."
  359.  
  360. Olethea hides a giggle behind her fingertips.
  361.  
  362. Olethea nods her head emphatically.
  363.  
  364. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I keep meaning to make shrimp-stuffed mushrooms for Bizi...."
  365.  
  366. You nod your head sagely.
  367.  
  368. Olethea runs a hand through her fiery mane dripping red-gold embers, stroking the tresses gently and tucking a lock back into place.
  369.  
  370. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "I think it's time I rest."
  371.  
  372. Raspily, you ask, "I will leave you to it, then?"
  373.  
  374. You get up off a lushly-cushioned backless chair.
  375.  
  376. Olethea tosses a glance in your direction full of warmth and fondness.
  377.  
  378. Olethea gets up off a lushly-cushioned backless chair.
  379.  
  380. Briefly lifting her veil, Olethea leans close and gently presses a kiss to your brow.
  381.  
  382. Proselyte Olethea, Euphony of the Dark Heart says, "Do be well."
  383.  
  384. Olethea grows still and her lips begin to move silently.
  385.  
  386. Olethea is enveloped in translucent fire for a moment and is gone, her soul safe until she returns to Lusternia.
  387.  
  388. You smile softly.
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