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Schön W. Freund ([personal profile] u_can_have_it_4_a_song) wrote in [community profile] nexus_sages2016-10-28 10:16 pm

Samhain Ball Redux - Second Star to the Right

Something flits through the skies of the Nexus, bobbing and swooping only to climb again, an ecstatic aerial dance. At last, mirth of the moment giving way to some other whim, the flying figure drifts groundward, turning and drifting like a falling leaf until his feet, clad in pointed-toed green suede moccasins alight. Forest green tights hug lean legs all the way up to a bright green tunic, belted with rich brown leather and a bright brass buckle. On his left hip hang a set of pan pipes; on his right, a black-handled knife. An impish grin curls his lips, his eyes sparkle with the promise of mischief, and a pert green cap sits atop his head, crowned by a lone red feather. Could this be the black-suited GQ cover model who makes himself ubiquitous in the better-traveled spaces of the Nexus? Could it be Schön?

It is. "People of the Nexus, friends, in the world from which I hail we stand on the cusp of a special day, a harvest-fest when the walls between worlds grow thin, when masks and costumes are worn to frighten away wicked spirits--or to invite them in on more congenial terms. Today we bid Summer adieu, and raise fire and song to meet the long night! Join me, for an evening to last a lifetime, and a farewell to a season well-loved." His hand rises, pointing to where two bright beacons blaze in the churn of the Nexus' heavens. "Second star to the right, and we'll keep on 'til morning!" Crowing with laughter, he soars for that distant point like an arrow, leaving a trail of sparkling, glittering motes of light for anyone interested to follow.

Perched on the border between the parklands and the residential district, the night sky is like a pillow of iridescent black velvet, on which have been scattered an embarrassment of diamonds. Like an enormous pumpkin, a harvest moon presides over the shimmering vista, orange and plump. The air is cool and crisp, punctuated by the crackling hiss of dry leaves in motion every time a breeze picks up.

At the center of it all sits a stately house of Gothic style, ivy-clad and waiting. A square tower stands vigil over the entryway, tall windows overlooking the flagstone drive looping around a fountain full of water as blue and bright as a tropical sea. In the fountain stands an island, and if one peers closely enough, one might imagine they see figures moving about--on the deck of the tiny ship anchored in a cove, or swimming and splashing in a lagoon, or even creeping through the wooded interior. Of the house, the windows of the wings seem dark, perhaps waiting, but the line of the roof is limned with some glow from beyond, and the faint throb of distant music promises that the evening holds more than surfaces. The door stands open, a silent invitation to every brave soul who passes by.



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[personal profile] damn_yourself_early 2016-11-01 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll teach you to play, sometime!" Loki offers. "Loser has to put on a shirt!" He wouldn't be his precocious, mischievous self without remarks like that.
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[personal profile] maze_ofthorns 2016-11-01 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is a lonely life, being the one one left."
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[personal profile] onemorebounty 2016-11-01 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
It is.

*She drains her cider and sets the cup down hard enough to clink, swallowing something bitter along with the sweet apple-nectar.*

But. There's a very important difference between extinction... and being the last.
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[personal profile] maze_ofthorns 2016-11-01 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Kendra is not very good with social interaction. She simply does not know the best way to offer support.

"There are some who have Hyberborean blood in their ancestry, even if they do not realize it. I try to find them and guide them to accept the magic within."
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[personal profile] onemorebounty 2016-11-01 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
The last of the old is the first of the new.

*She gives a slight nod.*

I'd argue that what defines your people isn't in their blood or their genetics, but their philosophy, but I'll admit there could be some magic thing I don't know about which says it is.
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[personal profile] maze_ofthorns 2016-11-01 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have found that most people have trouble accepting magic as part of their philosophy these days."
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[personal profile] onemorebounty 2016-11-01 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, of course. If it were easy, you wouldn't be the last of your people. But "most" isn't all, and even the most obvious facts need persuasive arguments in their favor to convince anyone.
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[personal profile] maze_ofthorns 2016-11-01 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"No. It is not all. Those who I have found more accepting are very special in my heart. They have me there to guide, even when they don't always know it."
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[personal profile] onemorebounty 2016-11-01 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that's a start, then.
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[personal profile] maze_ofthorns 2016-11-01 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you for taking the time to share conversation tonight."
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[personal profile] onemorebounty 2016-11-01 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
You're welcome. I know how difficult relating to people can be when you're used to being alone.
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Love into love into love. That a wonderful way to live. It'll keep her floating forever, with or without the pixie dust. Even when her feet are on the ground, she's lighter now, less weighed down. That's a power the Kitchen would do well to learn.

Yes, if Bobbi's pixie dust doesn't wear off before the end of the night, they'd be in trouble. Maybe a good wash will help. It's not hard to follow the pupper, swishing tail and happy barks and all.

The dress doesn't get in the way of much. No more than other outfits. The wings, well, he'll have to work around those. There's room for his arms to slip beneath. It's a glorious kiss and leaves her momentarily breathless and permanently happy. "Are pixies and angels very much alike? You're the expert on all things religious."
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm. Then I guess the correct turn is 'your majesty'." She plays at the seriousness she used to wear by default. It doesn't last.

"I think we should. But do we want to dance on the ground, or in the air?" Satyrs might be creatures of base earth, but everyone dreams of flying.
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know you believe it to be true." A fine distinction, and one that's ruined relationships before. She'll drop it now if he will. Or he could tell her she's harder to trick than Ultron, that'd amuse her.

That could well be their family motto. Are they so pretentious? What would be their crest? "Mm, yes. You're a good dancer when you let yourself be."
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well then, just think happy thoughts." She's sure he's got some. That cute boy of his should be a source of a few. While he's focused on that, she dips her free hand into a pouch at her hip and pulls out a pinch of shimmering music-made-light (when did Dazzler get in there?) that chimes softly as it rolls on her fingertips. A light breath sets it loose to dance around C'taqa before it comes to rest on his skin and clothes and hair.
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"As high as you like. All the way to the ceiling even." And in this place, the ceilings can be several stories high. Even if they stay contained inside, there's plenty for Laura to explore.

Ver glances back down at the rest of the group, checking to make sure this is still okay with April--and wondering if the boys are ready to join them.
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
He's trying, and that's the important thing. Ver's pretty sure her pronunciation isn't perfect either. "I'll dig our my board, if you'd like. I'm sure Loki will be an excellent teacher. He'd never cheat with someone who's learning, that wouldn't be any fun."

She expects them both to take her meaning.
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[personal profile] slayers_desire 2016-11-01 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Jonathan has stepped forward, watching his sister as she gets higher and higher. "Can I try too, please?"

April gives Verity another slight nod. Her children should be safe with pixie dust. And she is sure there are plenty of people who will help out if there is an emergency.
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[personal profile] twelve_not_fourteen 2016-11-01 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Resisting her charms, for whatever the reason or the circumstance, seems regrettable. Falling in love always seemed like the apt description for the way that Han does come to care about people - because he's all in when he is. No matter how much he promises himself he's not going let feelings get in the way of good sense.

One day he wakes up and it's taken him by surprise. The pilot, for whom balance should be so very important, realizes his equilibrium is off. He overcorrects sometimes.

At any rate, it's been a number of years since he'd danced with someone. The last time was with Sana Starros at a fake wedding, which, was actually among the most unpleasant he's ever had. A little further back, though, was barefooted dancing lessons on the southern continent of Corellia. He and his partner kept time by the sounds of the ocean.

Where do his hands go again? He finds himself thinking as Frea kisses him. With her leaning in so close, it takes him a second to remember. Midback with the right hand and her hand in his left, wasn't it?

He doesn't even know if that's right, but it feels good. That makes it right in it's own way. He begins by moving them slowly. It's been a while since he's done this.

"I read something that made me think of you." That's not surprising. A lot of things do. What is surprising is that he took the time to memorize it.

"When you appear, all the rivers sound. My body melts. Shake the sky, and a song fills the world."
Edited 2016-11-02 01:05 (UTC)
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[personal profile] maydayqueen 2016-11-01 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I don't think it should be as hard as all that." Hunter makes his life more difficult than it needs to be, sometimes. That negative thinking is not his friend.

"Thank you. You're really rockin' that fur."
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[personal profile] maydayqueen 2016-11-01 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Delightful! Tink can handle the pixie dust, and Frea will help supply the happy thoughts courtesy of that infectious giggle of hers. The way they're going, there won't be a corner of the mansion not echoing with joy.
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[personal profile] brave_heart_verity 2016-11-01 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
So many helpful people around. The kids couldn't be more safe. That doesn't stop anyone from worrying.

"Of course. Laura, do you want to stay up here or come with me to get your brother?"
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[personal profile] aw_hawkguy 2016-11-01 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'd think a guy who could carny-swindle big cosmic smart-guys like the Grandmaster could win an argument with his own sister," he mock-grumbles.

They should design a family crest. It would probably have a sleepy bird on it, maybe. Or a purple background. "Let myself--?! I'll have you know, I'm damn awesome. Remember last year? And that's when I was all sore from tracksuit bros."
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[personal profile] slayers_desire 2016-11-01 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can help. Maybe Wil will come if he sees both Jon and I having fun." Laura kicks her feet to guide herself closer to where her brothers stand.

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