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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 0:46:52 GMT -5
Amongst the garden of Sapphis Castle, sat little Teleia. A watering can in her hand, she was treating the flowers to a small drink. This was not her job, but she enjoyed it. Saitting there she smiled at the array of flowers in front of her.
“You know, you lot will grow to be big and strong.” she had heard talking to flowers, helped them grow stronger. She shook her head happily and turned away from the flowers, setting her hands in her skirted lap. she sighed happily pleased with her job.
This would be a good time for a cup of tea, sadly she did not have any. She could go get some, but that would just ruin the moment, and she was not the kind of person to call on a servant for help.
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 2:08:17 GMT -5
Lita was annoyed. She still couldn't go back to the warehouse and begin work on her creations. It was all a waste of time. If she would have known it would take this long to get i fumigated she would have just left the office to stew in pheromones. Still, it gave her time to think about the situation. Unfortunately she had no desire to think about it and instead focused on her newest creation. If she could not always wear her coat then she would find some other system to light herself on fire. She had gotten the idea when she heard people at the dining hall last night discuss a class of people known as ninjas who would hide by throwing smoke bombs at the ground. But Lita would do one better and get fire instead of smoke. She was, in her own mind, far more intelligent then these so called ninjas and could easily devise a device that did more than smoke.
However she underestimated the difficulty in such a task and had so far managed only to create a a device that clicked or blew up. Having exhausted the patience of Kizzy, she was now forced to tinker with it outside. The sunlight was, of course, better for seeing into the small device, but that didn't help the fact that she had forgotten her glasses again. So she walked through the garden aimlessly staring into the piece of machinery and obliviously stepping through shrubbery and on flowers.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 2:22:13 GMT -5
Teleia had closed her eyes enjoying the serene setting. This was the only time she had peace, the rest of the castle seemed to be at a buzz most of the time. Her peace was disturbed however by the sound of someone walking by. Slowly she opened her eyes to see who was there. She cringed upon seeing someone walking through the floral. Sitting there she was unsure if she should say something. After a moment she finally got up the courage to talk.
“Um.....excuse me,” the sound of her voice matched her childlike body. “You seem to be stepping....on the um flowers. Could you not do that?” Her voice shook as she spoke, but she had to do something. Perfectly good flowers were being hurt for not reason.
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 2:32:19 GMT -5
Lita stopped at the sudden interruption to her concentration. She glanced around before looking down and seeing a young girl sitting by some flowers. She turned to look behind her and saw the swathe of destruction she had left in her wake. "Oh, umm sorry." She stepped back onto the path. She didn't realize the palace had gardeners, though it was only natural. It was after all a royal garden and someone had to make sure it was well kept. However she didn't think the palace hired them so young. Maybe it was an apprentice or some such thing.
"Sorry about that. I wasn't exactly paying attention to where I was going. If you take me to your superior I can explain so you don't get your pay docked."
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 2:47:14 GMT -5
Teleia smiled as the other’s feet moved away from the flowers. She then became surprised by what the woman had said next. Dock my pay? She thought, then giggled with glee before covering her mouth with her right hand. She stood from her spot, and dusted herself off, her smile never leaving her face.
“I um think you may be mistaken,” she said a giggle trailing her words. “I am not the um gardener. I am um Lady Teleia Noles, Viscountess of Asteria. Pleasure.” She offered her right hand to the woman. Her head was angled up, the size difference was obvious. She was trying to be as elegant as possible, but her nervousness betrayed her. Still she stood tall, figuratively speaking.
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 2:53:39 GMT -5
"Oh, I see." Only part of Lita's mind was now on the conversation. "I assumed because you were out here alone in the garden that you worked as an apprentice. It's very rare to see someone so young on their own nowadays." She pressed a button on the piece she was working on and it ticked loudly. "Are you one of the girls trying for the hand of the princess than, or do you have an older sister here with you?" For some reason she just could not get rid of that stupid click it always made. That was the biggest flaw, apart from the lack of flame.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 3:11:45 GMT -5
It kept getting better and better. This woman happened to be a riot, which was good. It had been awhile since Teleia had giggled so much. “I am not here with any one, also I am twenty-one. Is that considered too young to be by oneself here?” she had not gotten use to the customs, but she figured that age would be fine.
Her small ears picked up the clicking noise. It was coming from whatever the woman had on her person, that much was obvious. Of course she had no idea as to what it was. “Um, what is that noise coming from Miss?” She got close to see, her eyes wide like a child’s. She was started to get into the other’s personal space, not that she was paying attention to that.
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 3:19:43 GMT -5
"Twenty-one?" Lita was surprised. This kid-woman seemed so young. Perhaps it was a lie or some strange species. In any case it really didn't affect her. However she did show interest in Lita's new invention. "This noise you hear is coming from this little item I have invented." She held up the gleaming metallic objesct roughly the size of her palm. "It clicks when I press the center like so." She pressed it and it clicked loudly. "However it should not be clicking. It should be bursting into flame and lighting everything within three feet of it in a small bonfire. For some reason I cannot get the bonfire aspect to light and am left with only this click." She clicked it twice more. "The plans are sound but for some reason it does not want to react properly."
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 3:39:56 GMT -5
Her eyes grew wider as she listened to the woman speak. “Woooooooow.” She placed her hands on the arm of the woman, and tried to pull herself closer. “Why would you want to make a device that makes fire?” She looked up at the taller person, eyes full of curiosity. “Huh huh huh?” she jumped up with each huh that left her lips. It was a trait of her people, to act like children, and she was by far no exception. She had lost her shakiness at least, but acting like the women’s little sister probably wasn’t something that was expected.
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 3:47:57 GMT -5
"Well, do you see this coat?" Lita held out the sides of the large coat she was wearing. "I normally wear this and when danger comes along there is a device usually in my palm that sparks and the whole coat goes up in flames." She gestured to the sky. "I've discovered that people are not as likely to stab you when you are on fire and it is therefore easier to leave. Unfortunately, the other day I didn't have my coat and I needed to light myself on fire." She grinned. "With this I won't have to wrooy and I can light myself on fire with a press of a button." She pressed it and it clicked. "If the damneded thing would just work."
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 3:55:51 GMT -5
Teleia’s wide yes changed from curiosity to fear. She backed away from the woman, and just starred at her. There was definitely something wrong with her. Maybe she was not all there in the head or something.
“Um Miss. You...how do I put this. You might not get stabbed, but won’t the fire hurt you? Fire does spread, and hurt things. It is such an evil device. Should be wiped out of existence!” She said, keeping her eyes on the woman.
“You needed it the other day? Are you hurt?” her voice showed genuine concern. She felt as if she needed to inspect the female now. To make sure there was nothing to wrong with her physically.
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 4:06:48 GMT -5
"No, the only consequence is that I've got to fumigate and have a few rooms of my warehouse cleaned." She grinned. "Of course it hurts, it's fire. But would you rather burn a little or get stabbed with a pitchfork, or a broken nose, or hung. Being hung is incredibly unpleasant let me tell you." Upon closer examination it is easy to tell that her nose has been broken and reset recently. "Besides, fire is good for a lot of things, not as much as lightning but still it can be really useful if you have to get cook some meat, get warm, make a clay golem, bake bread, or even just keep the bugs away."
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 4:16:41 GMT -5
Her eyes started to swell with tears. All of those horrible violent things had upset her. She hated talk like this. She covered her eyes, not wanting the woman to see her tears, she hated people seeing her cry as well.
“Y..you should not be involved in such things. They are wrong, you should play nice with people! A hug gets more friends than a fist does!” Even her nievity was like that of a child. She removed her hands from her eyes and stared seriously, with tears running down her face. “A..also um, would it not be better to put up a smoke screen so you can run away? Feeling pain is bad too.!”
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Post by Lita on Jul 18, 2010 4:26:28 GMT -5
"Sorry miss." Lita was sure this kid was hardly ten years old. Still, if she was this desperate to win the hand of the princess she was welcome to try. "I do this sort of thing for a living, I can't just give up making new things. It would be like stopping breathing just because some people objected to my doing it. I'll have you know, there are a lot of people who object to my breathing." She reached over and patted the kid's head. "If you run then they'll chase you. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure." She smiled, "besides, I like breathing. Soon though I'll have it. I bring life, I don't take it and I will be bringing some of the greatest lives to this world that anyone will ever know, rest assured."
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 18, 2010 4:35:42 GMT -5
“Couldn’t you make safer things? Like a thing to water plants and talk to them so they can grow up strong? Or maybe something that prepares food for people so servants are not needed?” she said starring up at her. She sniffled a bit hoping she was getting through to her.
She felt a hand touch her head, looking for comfort she nuzzled her hand into the head. She wiped a few tears away and smiled. She was happy to hear what the woman said next, it was more pleasant than what they had just discussed.
“How do you make lives Miss? That does not seem possible.” Her curiosity returned, and she got close to the other female once more, placing her hands on her arm.
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