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[culver]

[the video coming on is a complete accident. the hallway she's in is cast mostly in gloom, and only slightly more than her outline is visible. nill is clutching the comm in her hand, the camera aimed at her crooked. she's wearing one of her dresses from the most recent jump. her face is just out of the frame, but her wings aren't. they're standing straight out from her back, quivering. and from just that small movement, a feather falls.

and then nill darts from her hiding spot into the lit hall, and her wings are in full view. they look scraggly, a few thin patches visible. the sudden movement makes another feather come out, and then the video darkens again as she finds shelter in the next dark hallway. the feed cuts.]

think i am sick
heine where are you

[ooc; molting molting molting yeah]

Comments

[wolfdreamer]

[He smiles at her reaction, pleased that she has liked his story so well, and relaxes as well--pleased, too, at his own telling of it.]

It's a good story, isn't it? It's too romantic sometimes, but the Dragonknight is so brave that he is worth telling of. There are many stories of him--some of them sadder. But I like the stories of his battles and jousts best of all.

[culver]

[she nods, agreeing. while she didn't mind sad stories, she definitely preferred once like the one he'd just told. to be honest, she hadn't thought it was too romantic, but it wasn't as if she could recognize such a thing if she heard it. the jousting had seemed cool though, and she only wished she could have seen one.

she can't stop smiling, and eventually types out:]

thank you

[wolfdreamer]

[His smile widens when he reads what she has written, and he nods.]

You're welcome. I know a great many stories, so I can tell you one any time that you like. [It isn't the same as being a knight like the Dragonknight, and riding to save her. Even with his new legs, he is no knight, and a story is not as good as a sword, and a smile is not as good as a rescue. But it is something.] I'll even tell you the ones my sister liked, if I can remember them well enough.

[culver]

[her face lights up even more at that, and she nods with clear enthusiasm. yes, excellent, she would like to hear all of bran's stories. whether they were ones he liked or his sister did--as long as they had knights and queens and horses and all sorts of whimsical things that she'd never even imagined.]

[wolfdreamer]

Then later, you must tell me when you can receive visitors, and Summer and I will come and sit beside you. [If she is ill, then she will be glad for the company.] I will tell you some of my stories then.

[culver]

[she nods a bit. yes, she would like that. she could stroke summer's fur and hold bran's hand, and he could tell her all sorts of stories. she didn't know what they would be like, but there was no doubt in her mind that she'd have to do a lot of imagining to keep up.]

good friend bran

[wolfdreamer]

[His face flushes happily when he reads those words, and he smiles at her. If he were there right now, it would be better, but this will have to do for now.]

Thank you. I think you are a good friend too, Nill, and--I am very glad to have met you.

[culver]

[the compliment is appreciated, even if she doesn't think she's done anything to be a "good friend." but maybe it was just something he felt and knew, and she couldn't argue with that. so her smile grows.]

same