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seaofhearts20th Sending [Commentlog]
Jul. 30th, 2012 11:14 am[Keeping busy is of great import when your life mate has been missing for weeks on end. The only thing keeping Talia from tearing off in some attempt to find Kevas or any of the others is that her bond to him remains; stretched thin and worrisome, but there.
So she's in the barn with the horses. It's unsettling to see the empty moose pen and she keeps a cautious eye peeled, but there has been little sign of the creature since its release. A few of the horses whicker at her arrival, whuffling and tossing their heads for attention that she will happily grant them.
Once she's visited, she locates the grooming equipment and begins their proper care. She has one mare's hoof braced properly and is picking it clean. Bother a Herald?]
So she's in the barn with the horses. It's unsettling to see the empty moose pen and she keeps a cautious eye peeled, but there has been little sign of the creature since its release. A few of the horses whicker at her arrival, whuffling and tossing their heads for attention that she will happily grant them.
Once she's visited, she locates the grooming equipment and begins their proper care. She has one mare's hoof braced properly and is picking it clean. Bother a Herald?]
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Jun. 17th, 2012 07:58 am[After the fubar mess from two nights ago, Talia is of two minds with what she is about to do.
1) Leave Mimmi the hell alone, so she can simmer down a bit more. After all, the woman can contact her, right?
2) Try to speak with Mimmi and see if it helps at all. After all, she's had two days to realize this is all silly.
Can we all guess what the helpful Herald is going to do?]
Mimmi... might we speak?
1) Leave Mimmi the hell alone, so she can simmer down a bit more. After all, the woman can contact her, right?
2) Try to speak with Mimmi and see if it helps at all. After all, she's had two days to realize this is all silly.
Can we all guess what the helpful Herald is going to do?]
Mimmi... might we speak?
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May. 24th, 2012 11:02 am[Talia has a tray of food balanced carefully in her arms as she makes her way to Aht's room. She's been making a point of keeping a close eye on she and Kevas' adopted daughter since the dog debacle and today is no different.
She reaches the girls' door and gently taps on it.]
Aht, sweetling... It's Talia... may I come in?
[OOC: Let's get some proper CR for these two going!!!!]
She reaches the girls' door and gently taps on it.]
Aht, sweetling... It's Talia... may I come in?
[OOC: Let's get some proper CR for these two going!!!!]
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Apr. 7th, 2012 10:30 am[Talia is down once more in the stables, working on grooming the horses with a patience many just wouldn't understand. Once she's got her chosen mount properly set to rights, she begins the mucking of its stall, not lifting her journal until all the hoofed creatures are seen to.]
I don't suppose anyone would care to join me on a ride? I find it far more enjoyable with a bit of company.
I don't suppose anyone would care to join me on a ride? I find it far more enjoyable with a bit of company.
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Mar. 16th, 2012 10:20 am[Talia has been keeping rather quiet the past two weeks, taking advantage of the quiet that seemed to have taken over the Keep. She had no complaints about this, having suffered more than well enough during the damned Valentine's celebration.
Having mended things with her husband, she'd chosen to spend most of her time in the stables. This was rather convenient, considering that she'd had a new room gifted to her by Deior after doing well in the archery contest.
A room above the stables, more lavish than her previous by far, was a welcome respite.]
I apologize for the delay in thanks, but they are due to you, Lord Deior, for the use of this room. The change in space has been very much appreciated...
[Perfection would have been a large tub of some kind included in the room, but Talia was certainly not going to be picky when there was a shared bathing facility right down the hall.]
Having mended things with her husband, she'd chosen to spend most of her time in the stables. This was rather convenient, considering that she'd had a new room gifted to her by Deior after doing well in the archery contest.
A room above the stables, more lavish than her previous by far, was a welcome respite.]
I apologize for the delay in thanks, but they are due to you, Lord Deior, for the use of this room. The change in space has been very much appreciated...
[Perfection would have been a large tub of some kind included in the room, but Talia was certainly not going to be picky when there was a shared bathing facility right down the hall.]
[Talia knew full well what her husband was going through and was experiencing his emotions, plus her own guilt, in spades after things had gone horribly wrong in the span of just a few seconds. She was pretty much sick about it, actually, but there was no undoing what had been she had done; she could only pick up the pieces and try to repair things.
Her shields are locked down as tightly as she can make them, as is the entry itself after her initial post.]
I am glad that things seem to be at rights once more; as right as they ever are. All are well, I trust? No lasting effects?
[Sealed to Logan]
I... [Her voice catches briefly and she exhales slowly before starting again.] I cannot begin to apologize, Logan...
[Sealed to Kevas]
Beloved... will you meet with me?
[She is worried most of all about how this will go. Now that her mind and heart were her own again she was all to aware of the damage done and the pain inflicted, even if not malevolently.]
Her shields are locked down as tightly as she can make them, as is the entry itself after her initial post.]
I am glad that things seem to be at rights once more; as right as they ever are. All are well, I trust? No lasting effects?
[Sealed to Logan]
I... [Her voice catches briefly and she exhales slowly before starting again.] I cannot begin to apologize, Logan...
[Sealed to Kevas]
Beloved... will you meet with me?
[She is worried most of all about how this will go. Now that her mind and heart were her own again she was all to aware of the damage done and the pain inflicted, even if not malevolently.]
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Jan. 22nd, 2012 10:05 am[Although she has seen the other posts by people here already and knew immediately upon waking that something was wrong, Talia still chooses to address those around her.
She thinks she is speaking in a common tongue, but as she only has four fingers on each hand, pointed ears and stands just about 3 feet tall... so, who knows.]
Obviously this isn't something that has been kept to one person or another in particular, but... Do I dare ask how long this might last, oh great and benevolent host?
[And she's making this face right here.]
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thisdamnkeep
She thinks she is speaking in a common tongue, but as she only has four fingers on each hand, pointed ears and stands just about 3 feet tall... so, who knows.]
Obviously this isn't something that has been kept to one person or another in particular, but... Do I dare ask how long this might last, oh great and benevolent host?
[And she's making this face right here.]
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thisdamnkeep13th Sending [Video]
Dec. 11th, 2011 09:37 am[Oh boy... snowfall. Talia is as much a fan of the winter weather as many of the other Keep residents; even after being snowed into a Waystation for several weeks.]
As much as i enjoy the winter weather, I might advise caution to anyone seeking to visit the lake. The last time we had weather of this nature, it was not as frozen as it appeared to be and lives were lost.
Also, please mind the giant squid...
As much as i enjoy the winter weather, I might advise caution to anyone seeking to visit the lake. The last time we had weather of this nature, it was not as frozen as it appeared to be and lives were lost.
Also, please mind the giant squid...
[Talia was unimpressed to wake this morning and find a pair or handcuffs secured around her left wrist. She was momentarily pleased to see a key sitting on the desk with her journal, but a brief examination had proved the key did not match the lock and she was no further ahead than she had been at the beginning.
However, the handcuffs are not her first concern upon waking that morning. No, that would be the fact that she hasn't seen her husband in nearly two days and the only thing she is picking up from him is a horrible headache...and anger... quite a lot of anger.
She lowers her shields and goes off to find him, sighing softly to herself.]
However, the handcuffs are not her first concern upon waking that morning. No, that would be the fact that she hasn't seen her husband in nearly two days and the only thing she is picking up from him is a horrible headache...and anger... quite a lot of anger.
She lowers her shields and goes off to find him, sighing softly to herself.]
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Nov. 24th, 2011 07:54 am[Talia engages her journal and her voice is soft, but steady.]
Although I know it is not a holiday celebrated on all of our worlds, mine amongst them, I wish to offer a Happy Thanksgiving to those that care to accept. Even in a place such as this, I find I am still very much thankful for the friends and family that remain in my life.
[Although, she could do without her husband beating the shit out of innocent pirates and other passers by; that sure as hell was a bummer.]
Although I know it is not a holiday celebrated on all of our worlds, mine amongst them, I wish to offer a Happy Thanksgiving to those that care to accept. Even in a place such as this, I find I am still very much thankful for the friends and family that remain in my life.
[Although, she could do without her husband beating the shit out of innocent pirates and other passers by; that sure as hell was a bummer.]
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Oct. 15th, 2011 09:26 am[Talia's voice is clipped and clear as it sounds through the journals. She's about to rain on someone's parade in the most awesome of ways; and having learned what she learned she doesn't even feel bad.]
Anna .. you advised that the residents show caution around the man you call 'Mads'. I have information for you, but I feel it is possibly of import to more than just you.
[There is a moment of silence and she almost considers sealing this to Anna directly, but again .. she's been in the man's mind and her skin is STILL crawling.]
You warned us that he is human and I think, under the circumstances and knowing what I do now you should know that this is not the case. He is a telepath and I believe he is a far greater threat than you might already believe him to be.
[Seriously .. the things in his head. Ugh. D:]
Anna .. you advised that the residents show caution around the man you call 'Mads'. I have information for you, but I feel it is possibly of import to more than just you.
[There is a moment of silence and she almost considers sealing this to Anna directly, but again .. she's been in the man's mind and her skin is STILL crawling.]
You warned us that he is human and I think, under the circumstances and knowing what I do now you should know that this is not the case. He is a telepath and I believe he is a far greater threat than you might already believe him to be.
[Seriously .. the things in his head. Ugh. D:]
9th Sending [Commentlog] Backdated 10/12
Oct. 13th, 2011 02:18 pm[Talia has been keeping herself busy with weapons training of late, practicing with both the blades she received from Kevas and her own throwing knives. She was talented enough with the weapons, but she was not one to let herself sit idly by and grow rusty in the slightest if she was capable of a bit of training.
She is out behind the stables, practicing with a temporary target setup she has there, when the first hint of something wrong touches the edge of her shields. It's distracting enough that she pauses mid-throw and looks back toward the barracks, tentatively lowering her shields.
What she receives in response is one of the most painful stabs to her empathic mind that she can recall in recent history. Instantly her shields are back in place, but the damage is done and her own head is throbbing openly in response.]
Havens ..
[She is off and moving before she has time to think, her soft booted feet falling lightly upon the ground. She hits the barracks at that same run, grabbing the corner of the doorway and allowing her own velocity to swing her quickly around. Her shields lower again, although this time she is ready for the agony as it hammers behind her eyes. It still hurts, but being prepared for it helps .. a little.
She reaches the third floor of the barracks in quick order, coming to a halt outside the door that holds the source of the painful outburst. She does what comes naturally and what comes with years of training, trying the door and hoping that just maybe it's already unlocked.
She has no idea whom is inside the room, or what has happened to cause the tremendous pain she is picking up from them, but she will do her best to see it right and to ease the pain in any way she can.]
Heyla .. my name is Talia .. I'm coming inside ..
[At the same time she tries the door, finding it thankfully open, she steps inside, uncertain of whom or what she'll find in the room ..]
She is out behind the stables, practicing with a temporary target setup she has there, when the first hint of something wrong touches the edge of her shields. It's distracting enough that she pauses mid-throw and looks back toward the barracks, tentatively lowering her shields.
What she receives in response is one of the most painful stabs to her empathic mind that she can recall in recent history. Instantly her shields are back in place, but the damage is done and her own head is throbbing openly in response.]
Havens ..
[She is off and moving before she has time to think, her soft booted feet falling lightly upon the ground. She hits the barracks at that same run, grabbing the corner of the doorway and allowing her own velocity to swing her quickly around. Her shields lower again, although this time she is ready for the agony as it hammers behind her eyes. It still hurts, but being prepared for it helps .. a little.
She reaches the third floor of the barracks in quick order, coming to a halt outside the door that holds the source of the painful outburst. She does what comes naturally and what comes with years of training, trying the door and hoping that just maybe it's already unlocked.
She has no idea whom is inside the room, or what has happened to cause the tremendous pain she is picking up from them, but she will do her best to see it right and to ease the pain in any way she can.]
Heyla .. my name is Talia .. I'm coming inside ..
[At the same time she tries the door, finding it thankfully open, she steps inside, uncertain of whom or what she'll find in the room ..]
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Sep. 14th, 2011 09:49 am[Talia's voice is clear as it comes over the journals.]
For those that need to be aware, I am outside the containment of the barracks. I have shown no sign of infection thus far, but it is certainly a possibility as we have already begun to find.
If you have need of assitance, in any manner, please do not hesitate to inform me. I am not skilled in physical healing, but I can heal the mind or bring comfort to any that might be suffering the effects of this virus. [Hallucinations/Delusions, etc.]
[She is also packing quite the arsonal: her crossbow and wrist guard full of bolts, a pair of scimitars identical to Kevas' own strapped to her hips and a series of throwing knives secured in her boots.]
[SEALED TO KEVAS]
I could not sit idly by, my love. [A smile touches her tone.] Although if I know you at all, I would be greatly amiss to think you remain in the barracks either, yes?
For those that need to be aware, I am outside the containment of the barracks. I have shown no sign of infection thus far, but it is certainly a possibility as we have already begun to find.
If you have need of assitance, in any manner, please do not hesitate to inform me. I am not skilled in physical healing, but I can heal the mind or bring comfort to any that might be suffering the effects of this virus. [Hallucinations/Delusions, etc.]
[She is also packing quite the arsonal: her crossbow and wrist guard full of bolts, a pair of scimitars identical to Kevas' own strapped to her hips and a series of throwing knives secured in her boots.]
[SEALED TO KEVAS]
I could not sit idly by, my love. [A smile touches her tone.] Although if I know you at all, I would be greatly amiss to think you remain in the barracks either, yes?
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Aug. 31st, 2011 03:03 pm[It's with a start that the Keep empath wakes once more in her room, but unfortunately since her untimely death she has no idea where or whom she is.
She rises from her bed, breath coming quick and raggedly as confusion fills her mind.
It would be far too simple for her to remain in the room alone until someone came to her, but things never work that easily, do they?
She steps from her room and physically cringes back against the stone wall as the Keep flares to life in a whole different way. Her hand goes to her forehead as emotions from all around suddenly hammer into her mind at the same moment.
She had no idea what was happening, but this was more than enough to spark fear into her own thoughts. She stumbles away from her room, leaving behind her journal, as she seeks only for a way out and silence for her mind .. too bad she's not going to find things that easy.]
((ooc: And so begins the stumbling wanderings of Talia. Feel free to run into her ANYWHERE around or in the Keep.))
She rises from her bed, breath coming quick and raggedly as confusion fills her mind.
It would be far too simple for her to remain in the room alone until someone came to her, but things never work that easily, do they?
She steps from her room and physically cringes back against the stone wall as the Keep flares to life in a whole different way. Her hand goes to her forehead as emotions from all around suddenly hammer into her mind at the same moment.
She had no idea what was happening, but this was more than enough to spark fear into her own thoughts. She stumbles away from her room, leaving behind her journal, as she seeks only for a way out and silence for her mind .. too bad she's not going to find things that easy.]
((ooc: And so begins the stumbling wanderings of Talia. Feel free to run into her ANYWHERE around or in the Keep.))
