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The prodigal ex-prince returns - Sinder - Yael - 05-11-2015 If Yael remembers correctly (and she always does… funny how that works), it was she who had given Sinder the terms of his new voice, and he who had never gotten back to her. The mute had said he’d consider it, gone to do something, or twiddle his thumbs and then never returned. She could fill him in with a direct memory if he likes. That particular bit of magic was becoming easier with practice. She knew he wasn’t dead. She just didn’t care whether or not he came to claim his prize. The offer was still on the table. He had to want it. He had to accept her terms. Luckily for him, her children were disappearing at an ungodly rate. She was down to three, if you count Kabechet (which she did), so the odds of Sinder being called into service was smaller than the last time they spoke. The gold and silver woman reaches out to touch his mind very gently, as if to say remember me? and then waits for a response. He didn’t have to get back to her. He could always go find another magician. But that would be a gamble, now wouldn’t it? What would their requirements be? Nothing comes for free. Yael, guardian of the desert RE: The prodigal ex-prince returns - Sinder - Sinder - 05-11-2015
RE: The prodigal ex-prince returns - Sinder - Yael - 05-12-2015 It is conceivable that Yael has some sort of magnetism, whether it be from her dainty beauty or general benevolence (most of the time… apparently an attitude has cropped up since Van’s death) is unknown. Maybe the magnetism is her undeniable power. Isn’t that what everyone hungers for - whether it be a voice or immortality or something as simple as the feeling of control over one’s life? They were all moths to some sort of flame, hers just happened to be bright and white and good. Sinder flutters and stutters and comes in to her. She smiles. Even though he doesn’t mean what he says, the game between them is amusing. Deed you now? Deed you xaf nice dreams? She asks in a half serious, half teasing manner. Her voice lingers in his mind with a soft chuckle before the gold and silver magician decides to see him face to face. She is different than the last time he saw her; her mane and tail bleached by the raw power of the Desert as she rid the sands of excess water. There are lines of sadness around her eyes that never fully disappear, even when her eyes are smiling. Yael is still as she gazes upon him, waiting to see if he still wanted what he used to want. Waiting to see if he is still the same. Waiting to see if Noori and his child, or if the loss of love (yes, even his kind loves) has changed anything. Yael, guardian of the desert RE: The prodigal ex-prince returns - Sinder - Sinder - 05-12-2015
RE: The prodigal ex-prince returns - Sinder - Yael - 06-05-2015 Nightmares. What does he know of nightmares? For the first two years of her life here, Yael had almost nightly terrors, waking in a cold sweat at the sound of the children shrieking in pain and the sight of her Abba disappearing into the flames. And then her nightmares came to life again, when Vanquish died, and before that – from the night-monster with the dark-power. What kind of monster can kill a magician’s child? The very essence of nightmares, that’s what. What does the poor princeling know of nightmares? She should laugh in his face, roll her eyes and tell him not to be so dramatic. Maybe it would be exactly what he needed. But you and I both know she won’t. So she doesn’t. Instead, she shakes her head. She doesn’t know how to open up the pathways in his mind to let him speak. She can manipulate the physical, but she does not want to delve into something that could hurt him more than help him. “I can geev you an actual voice, I do not feel comfortable vit telepaty.” She knows better than to give him something like that, something like that to someone she does not entirely trust could be asking for trouble. Yael would not be blamed for letting something evil loose in the world. “But first, I vill xear you swear to xelp vone of my cheeldren, should t’ey ever ahsk eet. On penalty of losing your voice.” Her gaze is insistent and expectant, and while she wait for him to swear, she gathers her powers and prepares to look into him and fix whatever it is that keeps him mute. It is simply enough to look at her own body and copy what is supposed to be onto him. Minus the female parts, of course. Although… wouldn’t that be funny? |