Don't Be Afraid To Be Who You Are - Auradon Side

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The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

Just over a week after the Isle visit people would find themselves drawn outside. The reason might vary, it was a lovely day and the air had the sweet scent of spring. It was the first truly warm day, and perhaps that was it. But for whatever reason everyone, or nearly everyone, found themselves outside and then drifted peacefully off to sleep.

As they slept a gentle rain came down upon them, soft enough to wake only those in a cursed sleep. The water not only broke dark spells and curses on the people the rain touched but for some people it brought a very different sort of transformation.

A number of the Missrecalled might find themselves awakening older than they had been when they fell asleep. Some of them might awaken with all their older self's memories, or maybe those would come with time, or maybe the memories would need more help to return. But when everyone awoke with a light dew on their faces and clothes, some people would be in for quite the surprise....

Gift In Time Gift In Time Nary A Reason Nary A Rhyme Gift In Time!

After the odd outdoor nap, many might wish to head into their rooms to get changed and freshen up. Or maybe they wouldn't go back to their room for a while, but when they did they would find a gift on their beds waiting for them....

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Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"Well at least Leia is here. Hopefully she's back to being an adult too. Wonder if Nita is around..."

[aquawayfinder]

"That sounds like a good idea, and is very generous," she said with a small proud smile.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[3wingedangel]

“Nita?” Sephiroth asked. He vaguely thought he remembered being told of that person, but he wasn’t sure.

[phoenixwiz]

“Thanks, I thought that I could try to offer the cloak as a possible fabric option we can use for clothing and other purposes. I honestly don’t really need it anymore after I used it as a part of my Halloween costume for a charity relief concert in Avalon.”

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"Yeah, she was my partner back in one of the other places like this we got hauled to."

[aquawayfinder]

She nodded and reached to give him a hug. Sadly the ballgown had a bit too much shape for that. She frowned down at it. "I think I will need to figure out how to deal with this..."

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[3wingedangel]

“I see. How long ago was that?” He was a bit confused, wondering if that was something that happened before or after she grew up. She seemed to have a lot of memories now of this older age.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"Given I was 13 again yesterday? How the actual happinesses am I supposed to give an ocean walled answer that would mean an ocean walled thing? Ocean wall it I want to curse again!"

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[3wingedangel]

"We should speak with the king and queen and see if they have any answers for this phenomenon," Sephiroth said. "It may be temporary." He just wasn't sure. He had never encountered such a thing that wasn't caused by breakable magic.

Gift

[3wingedangel]

Sephiroth was about to comment on the outfit, but that remark earned a stare. "... You've encountered talking clothing?" Even with all the magic he had seen, that was a new one on him.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"It better not be!" she "swore" in five other languages before going back to the one that translated most easily. "No way in any of the happinesses am I going the happiness back to being an ocean walled teenager again. Not happening, and I don't care what magical being's donkey I have to... Why the happiness would I kick a donkey?! That sounds like a fast road to broken bones!" She started experimenting with other swear words to see what their translations would be. She finally settled on "stonework". "I have no ocean walled clue how that translates to stonework, but what the happiness. At least all I'd break that way is my own ocean walled foot."

Re: Gift

[aquawayfinder]

"Oh praise the light no!" she said, startled. "A talking charm for my Keyblade. It has good power and I like it in general, but it constantly gives questionable tidbits about space that it tries to pass off as facts."

Re: Gift

[3wingedangel]

Sephiroth smirked. “That sounds odd as well. But possibly amusing.”

Re: Gift

[aquawayfinder]

"It is that," she said with a chuckle.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[3wingedangel]

Sephiroth listened to the ranting, entertained. What a colorful person.

“Well,” he said, “then I hope for your sake it’s permanent, then.”

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"It better be. Do you know how many ocean walled years it took to get half the office to stop seeing me as a mascot?" she asked, making an annoyed face.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[3wingedangel]

“The office?” he said vaguely. How strange to suddenly have so many memories when you just “grew up.”

Re: Gift

[3wingedangel]

“The new outfit is quite becoming on you,” he remarked now. He could be very charming.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"The Hawks. Th office where we get our assignments and deal with the only Leontine to join the Halls Of Law. Him, and his breath," she said with a huff of a laugh.

Re: Gift

[aquawayfinder]

"I thank you, though I disagree." She gave him a warm smile.

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[3wingedangel]

“Interesting. Do you name all your groups after animals?” he wondered.

Re: Gift

[3wingedangel]

“Is it something from home?” he wondered. “I ask because I found something in my room from home.”

Re: Sephiroth | OTA

[kaylinneya]

"Just so you know that would be considered a culturally offensive choice of phrase back home. Doesn't stop most people from saying worse but..." she shrugged as best she could while still holding on. "Leontine is the name of his race. Just like I'm Human" more or less. "Clint is Aerian, Ybelline is Tha'alani, specifically Tha'alanari. Teela and her cohort are Barranai" again more or less, "Tiamaris is a Dragon, Tara is a sentient building," she stopped trying to think if she missed anyone. "Small and squawky is a familiar, but I'm not sure if that is a race or not. Oh. Bertolle is a Hallione. Mejrah is a Norinarr." She thought again. She was pretty sure that was all the major races, but... oh well there were the Ancients but she couldn't exactly name any of them, given what Name meant to them. There were also the ghosts, but she wasn't going to give up someone else's secrets like that.

As she spoke she told him far more than she realized, however. Her telling him basically what he had said was considered raciest was said with the dry sort of eye roll that made it clear she'd heard the same thing over and over and didn't necessarily agree. Like she was toeing the official line dutifully rather than that she was upset. There was warmth when she said Leontine this time. Mostly because she was thinking about the Leontines she knew. Marcus especially. but the pridela as well, and the cubs, and Marrin. All of whom she loved even if she'd never say the word out loud. When she spoke Clint's name there was warmth and humor and a little good natured frustration. Between her tone and her expressions, she really was an open book. When she said Aerian there was some awe there. She was working on idolizing them less. Well, she was trying to. Sort of. When she remembered. Ybelline's name was all warmth and when she said Tha'alani there was a protective fierceness in her voice. When she aid Tha'alanari however, bitterness and a hint of anger. Teela's name was said with frustration and badly disguised love. Cohort however... exasperation, mostly. Though she really did like some of them. When she said Barrani however her eye roll was inescapable. While she cared a great deal for some individuals... the race as a whole didn't really impress her much. She was a Hawk, and most of the worst and most dangerous crimes tied back to the Barrani. Tiamaris was a name said with warmth and a weird almost sense of pride. That one was complicated. But he was proof that the changes she had dreamt of as a child were possible. While she in no way credited herself for those changes, it still warmd something in her to see them happening, and that was owed to Tiamaris. And Tara. At the word Dragon there was a bit of a frustrated huff. But also some affection. So long as she didn't think about two specific Dragons. Well, sort of three, depending on how you counted the Outcaste...

Tara... her name was said with warmth and affection but also amused exasperation. Sentient building however held an almost challenging protectiveness. Like she would go to war defending them and was almost daring him to force that to happen.

When she said Small and Squawky she had clearly been about to say something else and stopped herself at the last minute. There was a mix of frustration and embarrassment there. Mostly frustration because where the actual happinesses was he now that she needed him?!

Bertolle and Hallione were both words that were loaded with a mix of protectiveness and frustration. And absolutely some exasperation. But she was still happier that they existed than that they hadn't. And she did genuinely feel for a few of them. Even if Bertolle's brothers still freaked her out some.

Mejrah's name was spoken with respect. Norrinar was spoken with a mix of respect and exasperation and a little confusion.

And when she ended after that it was clear she was still thinking. Because there were the Ancients but she didn't know how to begin to explain them. And then what species name could she give to someone like the being that had been the Adversary but who now played chess with Terrano? Or to Spike? Or to someone like Gilbert? She would have called them Shadows and been done with it, except... she understood them better now. Which still gave her a lot of guilt over past battles. Ugh. The whole thing made her head hurt, and he could probably see the exact moment she decided not to think about it anymore and just focus on the fact that they were flying. Even if they were still so low to the ground Clint would have whined at her the whole time that she might as well just walk.

Re: Gift

[aquawayfinder]

"It isn't," she said shaking her head. "But I know Harry got something from a world he was in before this. Was yours also clothing or clothing related?" she asked, curious.

Cassidy and Grey | OTA

[thinking_about_it]

Waking Up Is Hard To Do

It took Cassidy and Grey a little longer to wake up than it took most people. Mostly because they were very comfortable where they fell asleep, thank you very much. It helped that Grey had called in a blanket when they started feeling sleepy and put a shield spell and a warming spell on it before they laid down. Cassidy had thought to call in pillows. And they had then snuggled in close to each other, holding hands as they fell asleep staring into each other's eyes.

They are so sickeningly in love it would have been enough to make an onlooker gag.

So when the spell released everyone and let them wake up, the pair were as comfortable as had they spent a night indoors, in their room. Finally Cassidy stretched contentedly and her stirring woke Grey. There was a sharp moment as he assessed the situation for danger, before relaxing. His Queen was safe. That let the Warlord Prince stand down so the husband could sit up. "Morning," he said to her.

She smiled lazily up at him and opened her mouth to return the greeting, but a yawn came out instead. They shared a laugh as he helped her sit up. She touched the pillows, vanishing them and then got up with Grey's assistance. She let him roll up and vanish the blanket. They could wash it later.

"Shall we see what Mallia has cooked up for breakfast?" Cassidy asked.

Grey offered his arm and when she took it, he smiled at her. "And see if anyone else suddenly felt the urge to enjoy a warm spring night outside?"

She nodded and then looked around to see who else was out and about.

Gift in Time

After checking about breakfast, they decided to head back to their room when a sound stopped them both. It was an odd sound to Grey, probably to most people. Like a horse running indoors down hallways not meant for horses. So... that couldn't be it, right?

Cassidy however spun towards the sound, her eyes lighting up as she waited to see who it might be. Her four months in the Dark Court made the sound very familiar. A number of Jaenelle's friends were hoofed after all, and the High Lord would no longer keep a Centaur or a Kindred Horse out than he would a Kindred Wolf or an Arcerian Cat.

When she saw the stallion that rushed towards her, she was both thrilled and a little disappointed. Thrilled because this was her horse from Eyota. The one that Khary had gifted to her and Shira along with a small coach. There was no sign of the coach but that was fine. The horse's presence was gift enough. Especially when she hugged him around the neck and could smell leather and hay as well as the faint scent of the Scelties and... just... Eyota. Her new home.

The only disappointment was that had it been Sceron or Nighthawk or one of the Unicorns there would have been another member of the Blood to talk to. Someone else who understood.

Gift, short for The Queen's Gift - and a reminder never to let Grey name their children should they have any - was a wonderful horse. He was trained by Kharry and Morghann themselves and he was comfortable around the Kindred, which worked out well given Llyod and Kief took charge of the horses. And oh the look on the faces of the people of Eyota to see a small knee high dog with a horse's reins in his mouth happily herding the horse back to the barn for the first time.

Wait... if Gift was here... Then maybe... < Llyod? Kief? > she sent the thought out mentally, distaff to spear but there was no reply. She looked back to Grey and saw the question in his eyes. She shook her head.

"Nothing for it," Grey said. "Besides, I'm not Ranon. Not one to look a Gift horse in the mouth."

Cassidy's lips compressed into a thin line. The joke hadn't been all that funny the first time. "You are never naming anything again," she informed him.

"You going to yell at me?" he asked with fake innocence, his green eyes twinkling with boyish mischief.

"I'm thinking about it," she responded, the mirth she fought to keep out of her tone dancing in her hazel eyes. "Off with you," she said in a fake haughty way.

"You will is my life," he said, and for a moment he wasn't teasing, his words loaded with love and dedication. He gave her a small bow and headed off to their room.

Cassidy led Gift back out of the school before burying her face in his mane to allow the laughter out.

Grey meanwhile had headed to their room, called the blanket in onto the spare bed then stopped dead, door still wide open as he saw the wooden box. His eyes filled with tears as he sank down onto the floor, touching the bulbs delicately.