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01-14-2009, 06:59 PM
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01-24-2009, 10:51 AM
*nibbles on the tool lyrics in your set*
[html] Sun or no sun, Corona still felt the chill of winter envelop her every time she had done so much as stray from the mansion. If it weren't for the things that had to be done, she wouldn't have bothered, but as it were the borders always needed a good combing through. There was plenty going on that she was unaware of, but other things had made themselves more clear. They had a couple of children that ran loosely about, abashed and for the most part without a parent that really cared. She had caught a glimpse of Ryan somewhere and even thought that she looked different. More maternal, maybe. Older. Jasper came and went and stayed out of trouble. But they were all nothing more than a series of quickly fading thoughts as she made her way towards the north beyond the mansion, already having spied out someone through the thinning forests nestled against the outcroppings. It could have been Gabriel, from the ears, or even Ezekiel or Talitha. She supposed in some small way that her brother had lucked out by getting kids that looked more like him than anything. Better than the varied sort that they had all become, at least. By the time she had reached the treeless, rocky foothills of the Promontorium, she had identified the shape to be far too feminine to be either her brother or her nephew, so that only left Talitha. “I think you get bigger every time I see you,” she called out, not wanting to startle what she remembered to be a fragile bundle of nerves. Longer auburn locks aside, her appearance hadn't changed that much. Her tastes on the other hand… Corona noted the guitar as she came to plop down in the damp grass beside her. “I wondered why I haven't heard you playing the piano in the mansion for a while,” she idly spoke, gesturing at the instrument. “Looks like it's in good shape though.” She didn't know anything about playing a guitar, even less than she did about the piano.
01-25-2009, 09:26 PM
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02-12-2009, 05:52 PM
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How are you? Boy, if that was ever a question to ask. Corona felt like she could have answered that with fourteen different things and it wouldn't have even begun to summarise just how she felt. Truth be told, there were so many emotions shifting through her at any given moment that she simply didn't know what to feel. “I'm okay,” was what she said though. “I'm ready for winter to be over with, that's for sure.” The cold had never been a friend of hers in the slightest, though she tolerated it just as much as the next guy, she supposed. [/html]
“So what kind of songs have you learned to play with that guitar so far?” Music was a much easier subject to talk about than how things were and there was a small inkling in her that hoped to hear her play it. She did have a hunch of just who Talitha spoke of, though the thoughts of Esper Hollow had begun to fade. But the sickness that had afflicted them had not been forgotten. Maybe even more absently than her thoughts were, she wondered if maybe that illness had been the very thing that had driven her father and Laruku over the edge. Hopefully Jasper wouldn't be the next to join them.
02-17-2009, 01:01 AM
[html] style="padding: 0px; position: relative; left: 0px; top: 260px; width: 310px; height: 300px; z-index: 2; overflow: auto;"> Sorry for the slow. I suck. D: "Yeah, me too," Tal admitted to her aunt, glancing down briefly at the ground. She wasn't a big fan of winter, of ice and snow and all the things that came along with it. Still, Talitha was mostly looking forward to this upcoming summer because she wanted to make sure it would be better than her last summer. She was determined to enjoy it, to erase the things that still haunted her when she slept. One day she would move on.
02-17-2009, 09:18 PM
It's fine and you do not. D: <3 Me on the other hand, I suck constantly.
[html] “No, I don't,” Corona admitted with a waning smile. “The musical talent was more of your grandfather's thing than mine.” Ahren had been talented in that area and had been a much more accomplished musician than she would have ever been with practice. Music had never been the catharsis it probably was for him and Talitha. She had found her niche in medicine instead. “Sometimes I wished I had learnt, though. One of my fondest memories is being little and listening to him play the violin.” And she wished he hadn't decided to end it all right along side of Laruku. They were both talented creatures, but troubled. But wasn't that just the way things went? The damned were always those who had some talent of some sort, always the ones that burn out like a candle flame eventually. [/html]
02-19-2009, 01:54 AM
I wish I would stop doing this. :|
02-19-2009, 01:54 AM
[html] style="padding: 0px; position: relative; left: 0px; top: 260px; width: 310px; height: 300px; z-index: 2; overflow: auto;"> Not everyone would say that's a bad thing. x3 The mention of Tal's grandfather piqued her interest; there were so few family members she knew outside of her immediate relatives -- and her aunt, obviously -- and she found this kind of thing interesting, history, what happened to the people she'd come from. She hadn't known anyone else in the family had been a musician. On top of that, it was weird to think of Corona as 'little'; she'd always been older than Talitha, and it was natural to the girl to simply assume she'd been alive forever. Logic obviously denied this, but it was something she never had reason to consider.
03-07-2009, 01:35 AM
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Briefly, she wondered if any of her siblings had ever prodded either one of their parents about their grandparents. Corona had never asked much about Damian, though Misery had told her bits and pieces over the years. She knew nothing of her mother's heritage or the misfortune that had shaped her so; but now she was being asked to describe a man she had been told many things about. She had known him as intimately as a father and a daughter could know one another, though there had always been secrets. An element of allure to him that she could never figure out, though at one point he had been right with the world, she supposed. Matinee had been the balance to the axis and the one who had sent the world tilting off course. [/html]
“Well, I guess it goes without saying that he was an interesting man,” she said, focusing on the ground in thought more than anything. She wasn't a storyteller, but she was already mentally omitting things she would not repeat to her niece. “He once lived in Inferni with your grandmother, but it was brief. It was only to raise us until we were able to fend well enough on our own and without both parents, and then he was made to leave by the leader then over some things.” She could no longer remember what Baneesh looked like, or how his voice sounded. What his personality had been like. The same went for Ikatha as well. “His father had led a pack to the west, Chimera, and it was in the case of his cousin, who left it to him after that, because his father had died.” And briefly, she wondered what it would have been liked to know her grandfather, flaws and all. Would he have hated “So my father became its leader not too long after he was sent away from Inferni. I visited him, I guess you could say, and then one day I decided I wanted to stay with him. Your grandfather was very smart too. He taught me about art, about music, and how to ride a horse too. We were very close when I was growing up. We had a stable there, in Chimera at one point, with a few horses. Everyone in the pack took care of them, or at least the ones that wanted to.” It was hard not to go off on tangents one after the other, but there were a lot of good memories there. “I wished you could have known him,” she said with a sad smile.
04-03-2009, 10:49 PM
[html] style="padding: 0px; position: relative; left: 0px; top: 260px; width: 310px; height: 300px; z-index: 2; overflow: auto;"> Holy crap, sorry for the wait. I obviously fail at keeping track of what I have to reply to. D:
Tal was glad when Corona easily accepted her request. This stuff, it was interesting stuff, family and all that. These were people who had lived before her whom she had never known, and obviously never would. It was odd to hear of a wolf who would deign to live in coyote territory, but she supposed if you were in love, it made sense, right? She'd never experienced that before, so she supposed she wouldn't know. The bit about horses interested her; why were there none in Inferni? She had seen pictures of humans on horseback, and wouldn't have minded trying it herself. |