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Don't Be Afraid To Be Who You Are - Auradon Side
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....
Elianne/Kaylin Neya | OTA | CW: Potentially a lot, probably little
Eli normally would not have gone to sleep outside now that they were somewhere with actual doors that locked. But it was still daytime so probably safe. Maybe. And actually to be honest, Auradon kind of scared her a little. So far no one went after her and Foulques was winning the stupid bet. But she kept waiting for the other oddly non-patched shoe to drop.
So when she wandered out for her nap she found a place between two trees behind the school in hopes no one would find her. She was about to lay down, then had one more plan. She climbed.
Eli had trained, she was good at climbing.
She settled herself into the tree, in the crossing of some branches by the trunk, and used leaves to hide herself. That done, she gave into the drowsiness and Elianne fell asleep.
.......................
And Kaylin Neya fell awake. Specifically she fell out of the tree. Anyone nearby who missed the sound of her falling probably heard the sound of her game-nerfed swearing. In at least six distinct languages even. It was probably fairly impressive, if someone limited in content.
Finally she got herself untangled and took stock as her memories caught up. Too many to process all at once. She swore again and headed towards the school, looking for something stronger than water to drink.
For those who are used to Elianne, in some ways this young woman still looks just like her. If nothing else the height is practically the same. While Kaylin no longer looks as starved and scrawny as Eli did, she is still on the underweight side. Her hair is still a ragged mess, though now it is at least clean - or had been till she hit the grass - and pulled back into a messy bun that was staked with a gnawed up stick. Like Eli her clothes were wrinkled and looked slept in. But at least they actually fit.
While the black leather pants were as patched as anything Eli wore, the long sleeved shirt with the buttons on the wrists, the tabard, the leather armor between the shirt and the tabard... those were all actually intact. She wore a belt over the tabard. The belt held three daggers in sheaths - two curved and one more futuristic, a gift from adult Leia - a belt pouch, handcuffs, and a beat stick. The tabard itself was grey and blue with a flying hawk stitched on it in gold thread that looked dingy and in need of a wash, and a second gold hawk was beaded on one shoulder.
But clothing was clothing. For the most part, nothing there really made her look too much more or less like Elianne. They had the same fair skin though, and the same brown eyes. Though on Kaylin there were heavy bags under them. But the hard edge in them, that bit that never fully softened... that was still there.
But in some ways she looked nothing like Eli any more. It wasn't just having her hair up, or clear age difference. It wasn't even just that she also wore an antique gold bracer with jewels on it that Eli could have never afforded.
The mot obvious difference was what looked like a tattoo on her face. A thin delicate design of a flower. Deadly Nightshade, specifically. Another big difference though was how she held herself. Her glance was sharp and she seemed observant in some way. But more... she held herself with confidence. It wasn't the swagger Eli put on when she was bluffing. It was the walk of someone who knew she could hold her own in a fight. And who generally knew how to avoid a fight in the first place when she wanted to.
At the moment what she wanted was booze. And food. And a place to sit and think for a bit. So yeah, she was striding purposefully towards the front of the school, watching and listening for anyone who might be approaching.
Gift In Time
Kaylin hadn't even made it all the way back to the room that had been Eli's when something small came hurtling through the air at her. She caught it just before it slammed into her face. It was flailing too much to get a good look at it, save for the impression of something vaguely cat sized with pale wings and maybe a tail?
"Ocean wall it, Hope! Stop it!" she snapped. "I don't feel like having blood running down my ocean walled face. I have enough to deal with right now. Like where the actual happinesses have you been this whole ocean walled time. And what the actual happinesses were they talking about time? And while we're at it, if I am my adult self again then WHY THE ACTUAL OCEAN WALLED DOUBLE TAILED THRICE CURST MISBEGOTTEN CAST OFF CAN'T I ACTUALLY CURSE!?"
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