09-17-2018, 09:31 PM
Djinni yawns widely, baring her ageless white teeth to the morning sky. They are sharper than usual this morning, half-shifted still from the dream she'd been having of swimming. Swimming. That would explain why she is bobbing in a lukewarm sea, her pink figure buoyed easily by virtue of her half-porpoise physiology. With a surprised snort, the genie appears instantly above the whitecapped sea, perfectly dry and equine save the broad golden wings that bear her aloft.
Land is within a few dozen miles (once it had taken her three years on the open sea to find dry earth agile displaced n), and the lightly built mare lands easily. She could have teleported, as she had from the water, but the rose-gold genie has become less flamboyant with her magic of late. She has recently stopped wearing her crown of golden tines and has instead decorated herself with the palest of shells in her copper-gold mane.
The warm spring wind whips at her feathered wings, and with a brief pause to consider, the genie vanishes them away, leaving her entirely bare of magic save the bit that tints her eyes a sea-glass green. It leaves her a rather large reserve to wish for something interesting to happen...and the universe complies.
Luster breaks from the treeline in front of her, an apparition from the past that seems rather fitting given who Djinni had recently come across in the waters of the common lands. The child beside her is new, Djinni notes, small and dark and clearly related to Luster. Her son, Djinni assumes, but doesn't consider especially interesting. That is not his fault, of course, Djinni finds most things dull.
"And what's your name?" She asks him anyway, because while she might not really care about the answer, she does care deeply about appearing to, and there is nothing in her manner that suggests that she is anything but genuinely curious. To Luster she gives a smile - that, at least, is real and almost fond - but her green eyes flick back soon to the dark-haired boy.
@[Luster]
@[Cimmerian]
Land is within a few dozen miles (once it had taken her three years on the open sea to find dry earth agile displaced n), and the lightly built mare lands easily. She could have teleported, as she had from the water, but the rose-gold genie has become less flamboyant with her magic of late. She has recently stopped wearing her crown of golden tines and has instead decorated herself with the palest of shells in her copper-gold mane.
The warm spring wind whips at her feathered wings, and with a brief pause to consider, the genie vanishes them away, leaving her entirely bare of magic save the bit that tints her eyes a sea-glass green. It leaves her a rather large reserve to wish for something interesting to happen...and the universe complies.
Luster breaks from the treeline in front of her, an apparition from the past that seems rather fitting given who Djinni had recently come across in the waters of the common lands. The child beside her is new, Djinni notes, small and dark and clearly related to Luster. Her son, Djinni assumes, but doesn't consider especially interesting. That is not his fault, of course, Djinni finds most things dull.
"And what's your name?" She asks him anyway, because while she might not really care about the answer, she does care deeply about appearing to, and there is nothing in her manner that suggests that she is anything but genuinely curious. To Luster she gives a smile - that, at least, is real and almost fond - but her green eyes flick back soon to the dark-haired boy.
@[Luster]
@[Cimmerian]