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eachdraidh2015-08-01 03:27 am
skjalf) wrote in eachdraidh2015-08-01 03:27 am
♔ II ► VIDEO 【UNSEELIE LOCKETS + HERMIONENET COMPASS】
( Today, she is beautifully dressed in a gown of dark green, and her hair is braided in a crown about her head, with some loose curls falling past her shoulders. Appearance is everything today, when she has such a request to make. It is not as humbling as she might have expected, to be in such a position as to need to ask for aid; perhaps it is because it is not for her, personally.
But rather an endeavour which may benefit all. Carefully, at first, she smiles, an expression which gains warmth after a few seconds. )
I greet all of you well. And pray that all of you are doing all right. Sadly, as we are all keenly aware, such a state will not long be enjoyed by many of our native brethren. The Void would consume Leathann, and I commend the great efforts being made by all to keep it at bay.
Yet the isle of Briste to the north is in similarly dire straits, and I would make a great effort there to see their people saved from death, if the Void is not stopped ere it might swallow the isle. I know not if raising it might be viable option; rather, I have struck up an overture, a dialogue with their Council of elders.
My hope is this: that we might relocate the people to a settlement on the coast of the mainland here. If I might secure their trust and blessing to do so, I will lead their people to the head of the North road. There, I propose a settlement be built, which may in time grow into something greater.
I would do this myself, but I lack the funds to. Thus I appeal to you all: please, aid me in this. I will either repay you in turn or owe you a favour later, for certain. I would not ask for donations unless it is within your wisdom to provide one. Either way, you would bear my eternal gratitude for this.
These people may be hesitant to trust us, but they deserve a better fate than that which awaits them if we do naught.
But rather an endeavour which may benefit all. Carefully, at first, she smiles, an expression which gains warmth after a few seconds. )
I greet all of you well. And pray that all of you are doing all right. Sadly, as we are all keenly aware, such a state will not long be enjoyed by many of our native brethren. The Void would consume Leathann, and I commend the great efforts being made by all to keep it at bay.
Yet the isle of Briste to the north is in similarly dire straits, and I would make a great effort there to see their people saved from death, if the Void is not stopped ere it might swallow the isle. I know not if raising it might be viable option; rather, I have struck up an overture, a dialogue with their Council of elders.
My hope is this: that we might relocate the people to a settlement on the coast of the mainland here. If I might secure their trust and blessing to do so, I will lead their people to the head of the North road. There, I propose a settlement be built, which may in time grow into something greater.
I would do this myself, but I lack the funds to. Thus I appeal to you all: please, aid me in this. I will either repay you in turn or owe you a favour later, for certain. I would not ask for donations unless it is within your wisdom to provide one. Either way, you would bear my eternal gratitude for this.
These people may be hesitant to trust us, but they deserve a better fate than that which awaits them if we do naught.
hermionenet compass.
( Shy as she feels with her now, she still cannot seem to resist complimenting her, nor flirting with her. She is lovely without in her eyes, yes; but it is what she sees within which shines brighter, and draws her to this woman like a moth to a flame. And is it not meant to be the other way round? The irony is beautiful, and she smiles both for it, and the fact that she has just caused Lauralae to blush. Again.
Pink is definitely a colour which suits her. She has missed the sight of it gracing her cheeks, as she has missed the lady herself. )
You are necessary to me. ( She blurts out, and for once, finds herself flushing. There is no taking that statement back, and she does not wish to. Tentatively, softly, she continues: ) Might I ask for all of the above? It has been a time since I have last seen you. And it would be.. wonderful to amend that fact.
hermionenet compass.
[ But she says nothing more, tilting her head and accepting the praise when, once, she might have shunned it and loathed it. She had, indeed, in Nimh Gleanne, in the forest, learning what she was and the danger she possessed to this rare and strange shardholder. Lauralae knew now that she could devour Elizabeth if she wished, tear flesh from bone and pace herself with it, but she would not - she was fond of her, for all that it might shame her.
It is a new feeling, the concern, the embarrassment, the joy. Perhaps she is embracing her humanity even as she loses it.
Still, Elizabeth continues and Lauralae shakes her head. ]
I have been remade since last we met. You might find my company different.
Re: hermionenet compass.
( There is fond warmth in both her tone and expression, as she tilts her head to behold the other woman with a soft smile. Well she knows that Lauralae could kill her easily if she so wished; but she has not, and she can assume only because she wishes not to do so. No matter what she says, it is plain that she cares for her, perhaps as much as Elizabeth herself cares for her.
The mere thought renders her pleasantly light-headed. )
Different does not equal distasteful in the least; I have ever found you the opposite. Please, join me when you have the chance. I have missed you a great deal.
( There, as her cheeks flare with pink, she says it. And she regrets it not. )
hermionenet compass.
[ Elizabeth's smile does nothing more than make her shift, discomfort obvious in the tilt of her gaze and the way that she breathes out. She's slow with it, the way that she draws herself away, and it takes her some time before she manages to lift her head and looks upon the other woman once more.
She cares for her lady, but has not the voice for it.
The admittance of missing her, though... That makes her burn, and she lets her hair fall upon her face. ]
I shall come, to deliver the funds to your door. Tell me where you might be and I shall come to your side.
hermionenet compass.
It seems they do already. Very well, you have made your point well and clear, mistress. I tender my apologies for the error.
( It is too late for the warmth to be rekindled in her, and she waves a hand. )
I thank you, once again for your generosity toward these people. Someone will be sure to collect it should you send it our way. But upon reflection, you may be right.
We may be better-served with some distance placed between us.
( Which honestly nearly breaks her to say, and she markedly cannot look at her as she does so. The hurt is too raw, and she does not at all wish to display it before Lauralae any further when she has spat upon it and named it foolishness and weakness more than once.
And none of it will make her miss her any less. If anything, she will only miss her more. Curse and damn the soul who discovered such emotions as these. )
I.. I bid you good day.