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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Mar 24, 2010 17:09:44 GMT -5
*Mark stared at Profeta then at the envelope, reaching his hand out his took it from his hands, bowing his head once more in thanks. Then Jasmine came in with her usual upbeat personality... till she saw Mark that is. He frowned and sat up, letting his face go back to his cool and dark expression.*
Mark: Yes... Since Yeligar is not here I will leave... *Mark gave a nod back to the Heroes before walking past Jasmine and away from the others.*
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Post by glitters on Mar 24, 2010 19:13:20 GMT -5
Jasmine smiled and nodded politely to Zee, she hadn't seen him since she took care of his body in that huge battle. It was good to see he was doing well, even if he was groggy...as usual. She hadn't really talked to Mark much at all either, even after the battle with the Saints. That all went only...too horribly in her opinion, everyone ended up hurting in some way or another.
She took a deep breath and tried to ignore him as he walked past so help her if she wasn't smaller in mass she'd return that shove he gave her earlier, her attention going to Kevin and her expression returning to a more...giddy one. With blushing cheeks she nervously fiddled with the shoulder strap of her bag, avoiding Kevin's gaze.
"Oh...goodness, I couldn't really say...e-especially with so many around, it's something a little...personal..." she stuttered.
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Post by Profeta on Mar 24, 2010 19:22:10 GMT -5
"We can talk by ourselves." She said as she started to walk out, "Kevin, please stay in here and watch over Zee."
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Post by glitters on Mar 24, 2010 19:35:55 GMT -5
Jasmine blinked, watching Profeta step out. She hadn't meant to break up their little meeting just to talk with the prophet herself, but...um...guess she couldn't complain?
"I...t-that's alright, Miss Profeta, you really don't have to..." she tried to argue anyway. Dammit, Jasmine.
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Post by Profeta on Mar 24, 2010 19:47:31 GMT -5
"It is fine. Everyone isn't here, so we can have some time to ourselves. What is on your mind, dear?" Profeta asked as she looked at the orange sky.
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Post by Zee on Mar 24, 2010 22:42:27 GMT -5
After having 'bowed' to Profeta and Jasmine, Zee went and slowly sat back down on his bedroll. Something was different about his body, but he couldn't place it. He wondered if he could use spells still. Wanting to know what the problem was, Zee decided to do a few... tests. He found a fork in his bag and held it up. "Spark." A tiny bit of electricity went between the fork ends. Ok, so he could still do spells, but something was still bugging him.
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Post by glitters on Mar 25, 2010 0:19:50 GMT -5
Jasmine followed Profeta, giggling slightly as they made their way past everyone and left to their own secluded area.
"Just...so many things have been happening lately that I'm not sure how I should be feeling, is all. Overall, I feel...different," Jasmine spoke to Profeta with a smile, folding her hands in front of her, "I mean...the last time I talked to you, you told me someone was looking for me. That someone was my grandmother, and as much of a trouble-maker she is she's really helped me; she and Papa both helped me when I really needed it, Andy and I had a fight and travelled away from each other. I've spent more time with my grandmother and she taught me about channelling spirits and using dark arts--apparently parts of Allorum consider any use of any dark art as a sign of evil witchcraft and will kill you? I didn't know that..."
She'd trailed off for only a moment, shaking her head and bringing herself to attention shortly afterward. She didn't want to bore the prophet.
"I-I'm sorry. But regardless, everything hurt so much without Andy there but somehow things worked out well, I think--I'm feeling better about doing things alone, I feel like I can finally start talking to my father about anything that makes me happy and things that bother me. I mean, I'm happy because of all of this as well as Andy and I patching things up but...heeee, he's acting a little weird, I think. And I mean weirder than normal..."
She beamed, really more than happy to just talk to someone about how she was feeling and trying to learn her place in it all. Was this all a good thing, was there anything more she should do to maintain any and all happiness she felt? Was there something she had to look out for?
Jasmine had no clue, but she knew she had to let it out.
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Post by Profeta on Mar 25, 2010 15:25:31 GMT -5
Profeta smiled as she listen to Jasmine. When she finished talking Profeta looked at Jasmine and asked, "Why do you think Andy is acting weird around you dear?"
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Post by glitters on Mar 26, 2010 8:45:48 GMT -5
Jasmine gave a sheepish grin to Profeta.
"I should think my hopes are obvious, but you never know. Maybe it's just me, it's just little things is all...it's like he's different around me but I can't quite say for sure," Jasmine giggled slightly, "I may have also just been spending too much time with my grandmother. She's embedding thoughts in my head...ones I can't tell my father about, he'll try to kill Andy if he heard about them, I'm sure."
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Post by Profeta on Mar 26, 2010 9:01:57 GMT -5
"Well, Fathers always want the best for their daughters." Profeta said, as she sat down, "Now, the question is, how do you feel when you are around Andy?"
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Post by Tempest on Mar 30, 2010 14:50:30 GMT -5
Tempest leaned way over the side of the cloud, trying to see where he had landed last time. Last time though, he had a voice telling him where to go. "I... I think we're over-gah!" He was too close to the edge, and he had slipped. Not wanting to get too far away from the cloud and have it condense, letting Caramel fall through it, he used his hovering ability. As always, a tiny storm cloud appeared around him. Oh no, Tempest thought, it's going to rain. And sure enough, tiny dropletts started falling out of the tiny storm cloud.
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Post by Kaku Rokkakyu on Mar 30, 2010 15:57:29 GMT -5
With that, Caramel did something surprizing. "Don't worry about me." She said, jumping off the cloud, towards the ground below. A normal person would think she was nuts, as the cloud was rather high. However, moments after jumping, her eyes glowed completely yellow, and she spoke in a strange language. With that, her form changed to that of a bird. She flapped her wings and flew over to him. "Are you alright?" She asked. The rain coming from the cloud was making it difficult to keep her flight, but she knew she'd manage it. After all, Profeta's cave was in close range.
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Post by glitters on Mar 30, 2010 20:34:44 GMT -5
Jasmine paused for a long moment, folding her arms and trying to think of what kind of answer she could give to Profeta. Or rather one that didn't sound so...uh...stupid?
"I'm...not too sure, really," she answered slowly, turning her head away, "for a long time I got really bubbly when he was around, and it felt like everything I did was embarrassing or that I had to say the right thing and...ahhh...spending so much time away from him chased a lot of those feelings away."
She took a deep breath before looking back to Profeta, quite the quizzical look on her face.
"I prayed for him every day and night we were away from each other--I had to, he's my friend and Mother told me to look out for him. But being away from him for so long made me think that heh, it was just some stupid infatuation, that Papa was right. Since meeting up with him again still, no odd and fluttery feelings, I feel almost completely normal again. It makes me think that he and I really are better off just friends and that I was just a stupid girl with stupid dreams..." she frowned then, "but then I'm teased by these 'awkward' moments we've had. Times like him holding my hand, or when I hug him...or even when we're just talking and something about how we make eye contact makes me freeze and then I have these second guesses again. It's frustrating, I don't know if I should let go or if there's really anything there."
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Post by Profeta on Mar 30, 2010 21:04:38 GMT -5
Profeta looked at Jasmine and stood up. She looked Jasmine in the eyes, and said, "Dear, love is like a snake." She then held out her hand and grabbed a snake. "It looks it is covered and slime and it will get away, leaving you with a mess, but it is smooth, and . There can be some bumps, and it can bite at you. It will even try to get away, you may be happy that you did not get hurt, but you will miss the snake. If you are willing to take those risks, and hold onto the snake, then you will have it forever." She let the snake climb up her arm, and she giggled a little.
"I guess what I am saying is that, only you know what is good for you. Not Andy, Not your father, and not me. You are the one in control of your life, so you have to make the choice. If you wait too long, you will regret not making the choice on your own, and live with that mistake forever."
She extended her hand and put the snake back onto another branch.
"Is that everything, dear?"
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Post by Tempest on Mar 31, 2010 7:35:42 GMT -5
He nodded his head. "Yea, but it's really humid here." Tempest proceeded to shake the water from his clothes. "Alright, let's go to the ground." He started to descend fast. When he was close enough, he heard two people talking. If this wasn't Profeta's cave, then maybe they could help.
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