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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 20:57:11 GMT -5
On the pathway of Heroes, there were many benches. Most which were vacant at the time. Still Teleia had decided not to sit on one, instead she had decided to sit behind one of the many statues that lay on the path. With her head leaned against the bas of the statue she looked upward, at the cloud filled sky. Foglings had an affinity for clouds, and it was believed when a fogling died they actually became a cloud themselves.
“I wonder if any of my relatives are up there?” she asked herself. Then waved just to make sure. She did not want to rude to her ancestors, now did she? “I want to be a cloud one day, floating around with nothing to fear.” she said with a childish giggle.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 21:02:03 GMT -5
Freja noticed a new girl had decided to move into the castle. This was the fourth new girl Freja had met so far this week. So she stood there,perfectly still, watching the girl look about a bit confused and finally decided to sit against Freja's legs. It suddenly occurred to her that the girl assumed Freja was a statue.
So Freja played along with her odd game,pretending to be a statue. Studying the peaceful girl, although she appeared to be somewhat lazy and enjoyed talking to herself and the clouds as if they were related. Freja,growing bored, arched her back over and leaned her face next to the girl's, "Welcome to Venus..."she whispered in the girls ear.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 21:26:29 GMT -5
She was so lost in thought about the clouds, that the voice in her ear startled her. So much so that she instantly turned into fog, and moved away to behind a large rock, before returning to a more solid form. Her head peeking out a bit to see what had gotten so close to her. She saw that what she had been leaning against was not a statue at all but a person.
“I....I’m sorry.” she said with a shaky voice, not budging from the safety of the rock. “I..I knew y..you were too comfy t..to be a statue.” she said trying to make a joke to lighten the mood, and to make sure the other was not upset with her. It was an honest mistake....well not really.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 21:33:30 GMT -5
Freja grinned. "A fogling...I've only read about you in fairy-tales. Ooooh....how exciting!"she clapped. "And I'm glad you find me comfy~"Freja skipped over to the rock and stood behind Teleia. "I see we have another guest..."
Freja leaned in and suddenly wrapped her arms around Teleia, she then giggled. "And a shy one at that...please tell me,what's your name? And are you after Anactoria..."Freja held onto Teleia with one arm around her neck like an older sister would a little sister.
Then she used her other arm reaching for the knife attached to the back of her belt depending on Teleia's answer...
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 21:41:55 GMT -5
She was happy to hear that her people were known outside the island, but sad to hear it was only in fairy tales. She would need to read these tales to make sure they were at least truthful, and nothing along the lines of, thievery, or anything bad like that.
A blush crushed the Fogling’s face as she was grabbed from behind. She didn’t feel threatened by the grab yet, so she didn’t turn into fog. Instead she just sighed, and let the girl do as she pleased right now.
“My name is Teleia Noles.” she answered the first part, then continued to the second part. “I actually came here by accident, while um...on a pilgrimage.” she chose to leave out the drunk part for now. “So I guess I am not after the Princess’s hand. Even if I was, I have seen the beautiful women around here.....she would not pick a little fogling like myself.” she looked at the ground after saying this.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 21:46:37 GMT -5
"You're the second woman I know to say that. Although I'm not sure if you're deserving, I'm glad you'll stay away from my Annie..."Freja placed a fingernail on one end of Tel's neck and stretched it across slowly and sensually.
"Then I might have to have sliced that pretty little neck of yours...you know?" Freja smiled and removed herself from behind Tel and instead sat next to the Fogling,"I'm Freja Gudjondottir...cousin of Anactoria herself,pleased to meet you."she held out hand towards Tel.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 21:54:11 GMT -5
Teleia shivered as Freja touched her neck. It was the first time anything like that had been done to her. Then the threat came, and she stiffened, and a few tears began to swell in her eyes. Any form of violence made her cry, more so if it was intended for her.
“Pl..pleasure to meet you too.....” she said starring down at the girl with her tear filled eyes. She took Freja’s hand with her own shaky one, not wanting to piss of this girl and see what happens. She also tried to hold her tears in her eyes, but with the water streaming down her face it was obvious that that was failing.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 21:58:04 GMT -5
Freja happily shook the girl's hand,"Well aren't you polite?"she said pleasantly. She saw tears beginning to spill from the fogling's eyes,"I forgot...you foglings get upset easily don't you?"Freja placed her finger on her chin with some thought.
She held Teleia's pretty little face in her hands and cold eyes met soft ones. "Crying makes you ugly you know? You should smile more..."with that Freja leaned in and began to lick the tears from Teleia's eyes and cheeks.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 22:10:54 GMT -5
The finger had been onething, but the licking was a whole different story. She had never even kissed anyone from what she was aware, and now this girl was licking her face? Oddly enough it did not feel bad, though Teleia was not sure if it felt good either, but she did shiver with each touch of the tongue.
“B...but you threatened m...me. I....I don’t w....wanna be hurt. I d..didn’t do anything to d..deserve it!” Pain was a big fear for any Fogling, so this kind of behavior was not to awkward, out side of Asteria that is.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 22:17:29 GMT -5
Freja mentally called off her tongue like an attack dog and leaned her face away from Teleia,"Mmm..."she said, figuring out the flavor on her tongue. "Too much fear...not enough pain..."Freja said, "Not like Jennifer's..."she said to herself.
Freja reached out and patted the folging's head,"I know you didn't do anything wrong, I just wanted to see what kind of kid you were..."Freja stood up and began to walk away,"I'll see you around the castle then~"Freja waved.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 22:25:56 GMT -5
The words that left Freja’s mouth were very confusing to Teleia. This was probably one of the many reasons Foglings stayed on Asteria, the outside world was a very confusing place to be indeed.
“L..leaving is r..rude.” she managed to force out. This was definitely not the time to remember or point out proper manners. Though she was not thinking straight right now, not with all this new stuff floating in her head.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 22:33:17 GMT -5
"Rude?"came Freja's voice suddenly as she came to a stop, she then turned to Teleia and walked back up to the girl, sitting down in the grass and linked hands with her as if they were going to play a game that involved chants and clapped.
"Let's do something then...I'll ask 10 questions...each having to deal with proper politeness and you tell me your answer..."Freja replied with a friendly wink,"When talking to the duchess of Gigaria how must one eat their soup at dinner?"Freja asked.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 22:41:53 GMT -5
Teleia looked at the hands that held her own, then at Freja. Teleia loved holding hands so she could not help but smile her child like smile. The question was indeed a tricky one, since she had no idea.
“Um....Um.... Straight fr..from the bowl?” she took a whack at it, knowing her answer was stupid. She was a noble herself, yet she had never been to any formal dinners outside of Asteria. Still Gigaria sounded like a place of giants, so maybe she was right.....maybe.
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Post by Freja Gudjondottir on Jul 19, 2010 22:53:27 GMT -5
"Wrong!"Freja giggled,"Don't be silly! Gigarians don't even like soup!"Since Tel had lost the first part of the game, where Freja came from losing a game had always meant punishment. So she reached for Tel's pinkie finger and began to bend it hard enough so it wouldn't brake but still put her in allot of pain.
"Let's see if you answer this one right..."Freja said continuing to bend the finger,"What does the family crest for the royal family look like?"she asked.
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Post by Teleia Noles on Jul 19, 2010 22:58:53 GMT -5
One thing about foglings, is that they had do tolerance for pain. What would put one person into a good amount of pain, put a fogling into much more. Quickly tears fell from her eyes, and she landed on her knees. She could not take the pain. She could not focus enough to turn into fog, or even answer the question. Right now all she could do was cry, and that was what she did.
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