10-24-2010, 11:01 PM
// That color is way better. Thanks! And OK, I speed things up a bit? =]
The female sounded almost exasperated as she sighed while sitting down. It was becoming more and more clear that she was as frustrated as he was, perhaps even more so. Something was bothering her, but there was an astronomically tiny chance that it was what was bothering him. She was so familiar, enough to where he felt as though he'd met her before. There was no way she was troubled in the same way, though, he concluded.
That was until he heard her name. Ever Mayawyn. Mayawyn... MAYAWYN. Impossible, how could they share the same name? Her looks, her name. He KNEW she was familiar. Overo struggled to remember his past.
Training. Battle. Father. There was another shadowy figure who slowly came into focus. Mother. Her image was vague and blurry, only the essence of a mother. He knew he had one, everyone did. It just happened that his played a very short role in his life. Overo didn't really recall her at all. But wasn't there someone else? It had been such a long time since he'd seen his father; He didn't remember his mother. Surely he had... a sister?
He cocked his head sideways slightly and stood up. "Pardon, but.. " How was he to bring this up? "My name is also Mayawyn. Overo Mayawyn." Overo swallowed hard. "Sister?"
//Or a lot?
The female sounded almost exasperated as she sighed while sitting down. It was becoming more and more clear that she was as frustrated as he was, perhaps even more so. Something was bothering her, but there was an astronomically tiny chance that it was what was bothering him. She was so familiar, enough to where he felt as though he'd met her before. There was no way she was troubled in the same way, though, he concluded.
That was until he heard her name. Ever Mayawyn. Mayawyn... MAYAWYN. Impossible, how could they share the same name? Her looks, her name. He KNEW she was familiar. Overo struggled to remember his past.
Training. Battle. Father. There was another shadowy figure who slowly came into focus. Mother. Her image was vague and blurry, only the essence of a mother. He knew he had one, everyone did. It just happened that his played a very short role in his life. Overo didn't really recall her at all. But wasn't there someone else? It had been such a long time since he'd seen his father; He didn't remember his mother. Surely he had... a sister?
He cocked his head sideways slightly and stood up. "Pardon, but.. " How was he to bring this up? "My name is also Mayawyn. Overo Mayawyn." Overo swallowed hard. "Sister?"
//Or a lot?