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Date Posted: 04/30/05 9:49:07pm Sat
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Dashell
's message, "Bemused" on 04/29/05 6:36:12am Fri
Quizzically he took the bowl, noting the heat sliding through the ceramic of the bowl and onto his fingers. Blinking he looked around the room and stepped up to the table, placing the bowl before him before watching everyone eat; though some of the students were a little messy with their eating habits…their ravenous appetites eclipsing all known forms of ‘decency’, he got the general idea. Looking up at Dashell, he grasped the spoon scooped some of the soup onto it, and brought it hesitantly towards his mouth, before closing his mouth over it.
The explosion of taste on his tongue caused his eyes to widen in wonder. It was good. The warmth slid down his throat and he shuddered slightly. It was the first meal he had ever tasted. He repeated the process, eating at a slower pace and much neater and refined than most of those there. As he ate….he relaxed. His muscles relaxed and slowly his wings slid free from his clothes, spreading slightly. Needless to say, they were extraordinary. Each feather was a crystal, shimmering with a slight inner light, runic symbols evident on each feather traced in bright silver pulsating with the tune of his heart beat. Still, they too were bladed and they were apparently very robust like those of a Forgotten.
Looking up to Dashell, he smiled his eyes narrowing with the force of the smile and briefly the symbol of the white wind flashed upon his forehead, only it was surrounded by an eye with beaming rays looking upon it. In that moment, the eye vanished, and his wings lost their runic glow and shine, leaving merely crystalline wings. Still beautiful, but no longer divinely so. A normal Forgotten boy, gazed upon Dashell’s form before returning to the soup. Afterall…it was good…and he was hungry…
Politely swallowing and wiping his mouth hastily, both attributes that seemed nearly programmed within his being, he spoke again in the language of ancients whilst pointing to himself.
“Waraikai na Kyuusai.”
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