Kelsi Nielson | Bard Mage | High School Musical (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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eachdraidh2014-10-04 01:23 am
playmakings) wrote in eachdraidh2014-10-04 01:23 am
1st libretto | video | seelie and unseelie
Okay. [ Kelsi takes a deep breath, trying not to look too frazzled. She's feasted, woken up, and...Nope. She's still here. She takes a quick breath and offers a shy, slightly waning smile to the network of lockets. She's in her room--it's one of the smaller ones--and Ryan Evans can be seen in the background with his eyes closed, doing yoga. More specifically, parsvottasana pose. Kelsi seems completely oblivious. ] So this isn't a dream, that's--great. [ That's one word for it ] Which means if we're all here for a very long time, it's probably a good idea to say hi? So...
[ A little awkward, but she lifts her hand in greeting, the smile completely gone after her hand moves to fall on her lap. ] Hi. I'm Kelsi, and if there are any Wildcats out there, please let me know? At first I thought this was a dream, except normally my dreams involve East High still, and musical signups, sometimes I dream about tea, and--oh! Right. I also wanted to know if anyone here has a good singing voice. And maybe if you were okay with letting me hear it?
It's not for something weird! I promise, I promise, it's just--If I'm going to be here for a while, I might as well do something. Like write, right? [ Wow Kels, way to not tell people what you actually do. ]
One last little thing--if anyone was going to university or college for music composition, I'd really like to get into contact with you. There's this bit in one of my text books that's really confusing to me for some reason. Thanks!
[ She ends it with a little wave--and throughout this entire conversation, Ryan has moved to Downward Dog, and eventually to a handstand. ]
[ A little awkward, but she lifts her hand in greeting, the smile completely gone after her hand moves to fall on her lap. ] Hi. I'm Kelsi, and if there are any Wildcats out there, please let me know? At first I thought this was a dream, except normally my dreams involve East High still, and musical signups, sometimes I dream about tea, and--oh! Right. I also wanted to know if anyone here has a good singing voice. And maybe if you were okay with letting me hear it?
It's not for something weird! I promise, I promise, it's just--If I'm going to be here for a while, I might as well do something. Like write, right? [ Wow Kels, way to not tell people what you actually do. ]
One last little thing--if anyone was going to university or college for music composition, I'd really like to get into contact with you. There's this bit in one of my text books that's really confusing to me for some reason. Thanks!
[ She ends it with a little wave--and throughout this entire conversation, Ryan has moved to Downward Dog, and eventually to a handstand. ]
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It is hard to judge exactly, for I was born in the years before moon and sun, but I have seen, I think, by your count some three thousand years of the sun or so.
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[ Yeah, give her a sec to absorb that. ]
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Aye - I am not as you are, Kelsi. I am Firstborn - Eldar - what you Men have always referred to as Elves. I was born in Valinor in the years of the Trees, and I saw their destruction, and the rising of their last fruit and flower, that Men would after call Moon and Sun. And Kelsi - here in the Drabwurld, I am one of the younger of my folk.
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You're old. But...not old?
[ Wow good job. ]
stop being so adorable kelsi
To Men I suppose i might seem so. Among my folk? I have here both my older brother and my mother. And if you include the years that divide us from the Court's trickery to draw my youngest cousin here from my future, I am but a stripling. There are those younger, of course - my younger brother is here, the Woodland Prince and his childhood companion and guard, another of my cousins. But the Eldar die not, unless slain in battle or by grief, and we endure until the world ends.