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Apr 17 2025, 07:17 AM
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i need someone to look into my eyes and tell me
Ahh... this again.
The enclosed walls of moonstone supplied a sense of warmth and comfort. When Vivilene was younger, the claustrophobia had scared her-- now, it felt like a warm blanket, or swimming in warm water. There was a sense of disembodiment, though not the kind that made her nervous. Distantly, though, there was a little itch.
The kind of itch that happens in the morning when you have to pee. The kind of itch that happens when you've been at work too long and have to eat. The kind of itch that, when you sit still too long, you have to stretch your long, delicate cervine legs and yawn so loud you might as well be screaming.
I have to get up now, she knew. With a kick of her hind legs, the gemstone chrysalis came crumpling down around her and the cool air of Orion flooded across her fur. Vivilene grimaced, but she untangled her legs from under her and began to push up to stand.
She was naked, standing somewhere beneath the tower. A cursory glance told her where she was, at least-- the quartz-studded ceiling of Orion was unmistakable. Though she couldn't quite remember how she'd got here or why she fell asleep, instinct told her that she'd tucked her shawl and bags away safely somewhere nearby.
It wasn't difficult to find the shawl, either-- it glittered easily among black-and-grey rocks. Shaking legs took a step towards it and tied the soft cloth around her upper-half as she looked over the saddlebags that lay next to it. A cave mouse had chewed the base of one and taken the herbs inside-- herbs that were stale and likely not good anymore --and ran. The other was fine, though.
Vivilene lifted her saddlebags and twisted around, affixing them to her cervine-half. She'd have to find something to fix it with.
"girl you know you gotta watch your health"
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Yellow Footed Rock Wallaby
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Arbor was getting kind of tired of Orion- All weird ruins, and sparkly roof- It was.. Stupid, to say the least. And he couldn't find a single damn place where he could curl up for a nap- Or a single good looking plant to eat. He would have had better luck if he had marched to Eridanus, dangerous or not. He wasn't sure how it was dangerous- But he had heard. Words whispered. Same words also said it was lush with vegetation. Highly appealing.
Arbor's slow walk towards nothing in particular, the straight path he had been hopping for quite a while now, paused as he heard a sharp shatter. The sudden noise made his fur stand on end as he peered around. Something had broken, that was for sure. As he peered through ruins, his eyes settled on the tall creature. A monstrosity, that thing was. He couldn't help but go for a better look.
Was it aggressive? Arbor was probably done for if it was. He wouldn't stand a chance at whatever that was. He sucked in a breath, opening its jaws and letting out a high pitched, quivering, pitiful sounding:
"Hello?"
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@Vivilene
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ARBOR
"Pressure creates diamonds, but diamonds must be cut before they shine."
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MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
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i need someone to look into my eyes and tell me
Twine, she thought-- or vines. She could try growing some, but that would take time and energy, and Vivilene didn't quite have the energy or strength for casting yet. If she made for camp in Eridanus or Cepheus, she could probably bum some string off dad or Hunter, though.
A hoof scraped against the floor and then paused, long ear rotating up. Something was here, calling out. If Vivilene were younger, she would have been afraid. Actually, if the voice were anything than the trembling squeak of a child, Vivilene would have been bolting to the next room with her eyes full of tears.
She could gauge where the voice had come from, but she couldn't see the source. Her tail whipped anxiously behind her as she straightened her upper-half a little and fidgeted with the shimmering shawl around her shoulders. "Hello?" She parroted softly.
Her voice wasn't much better. Soft but hissing and dry-- the voice of someone who was largely unpracticed with being verbal. Even if Vivilene was better than she used to be, it'd still been months-- years, maybe? --since she'd last used any kind of vocal chord.
"Are you-- okay?" She asked stiltedly. "Where are you?"
"girl you know you gotta watch your health"
@Arbor
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