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Post by Admin on Nov 7, 2008 0:36:14 GMT -6
Lia was just putting her plants to sleep when the noise started. Curious, she flew quickly to the edge of the forest and gazed at the city in the distance. Lia could see humans crowding on the roof of an industrial building at the edge of the city. There were flashing bright lights and Lia could hear a heavy baseline of some song. She’d never danced to music like that before….she had to try it! But first she had to finish taking care of her garden. With a slight sigh, Lia headed quickly back home hoping that the humans would still be doing whatever it is they were doing in an hour.
Finished with preparations for the evening, Lia donned some clothes appropriate to wear in her human form and flew quickly to the city. They were indeed still on that roof and now there were even more people and even more lights. She flew stealthily up the side of the building and nervously peeked over the edge. There were speakers set up in all four corners of the roof, and tables put end to end between them, presumably as a safety measure so some oblivious human doesn’t fall off and die. Or worse; not die.
Lia cautiously floated up to one of the tables and marveled at the food and beverages laid out for anyone to enjoy. In front of her was a large glass bowl filled with some red liquid, Lia couldn’t resist, it was the only thing there she could drink anyway without becoming large first to open the can. The liquid was fruity and very sugary which she thoroughly approved of but it also had a strange bite to it. Lia decided she kind of liked this strange sugar drink but didn’t have time to have anymore before a group of humans invaded the table.
Frustrated, Lia moved on, flying fast a little above the average eye level Lia was fascinated by all she saw, particularly the humans’ behavior. So distracted was she by everything going on that she flew right into someone’s face! With a barely audible cry, Lia fell backwards and recalled her wings and grew to her full human size as she fell. Landing on her bare feet, Lia straightened to her full 5 feet, one inch height and shot the perpetrator a brief glare.
“Well, excuuuse me, your highness,” Lia said not quite serious as the collision really had been her fault and she didn’t really mind being bumped into all that much.
Ophelia’s eyes quickly scanned the woman in front of her. She was not quit a foot taller and her eyes held a strange hint of red to their brown depths; her hair held not a hint of red but was instead blatantly red and was a deep contrast to the woman’s pale skin and thin body. Lia’s eyes widened slightly as she realized the woman in front of her was not one of the idiot humans and she corrected her apology to make it slightly more sincere.
“I do apologize for flying into you, I wasn’t at all looking where I was going,” she said with a slightly nervous laugh. Pixies were hardly the strongest of creatures and she had no idea what was in front of her.
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Post by Hawk on Nov 7, 2008 1:36:51 GMT -6
Parties were supposed to be interesting. And especially those on set on rooftops that had been weeks in the making. Or that's what Mia had falsely assumed, at least.
But as she sat against a chunk of the railing that they'd failed to block off, sipping a bit of the kiddie punch that served as a failure of a drink of the night, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. Either these people didn't know what a party was, or they simply failed at creating anything like it.
And just when she was about to split, the perfect night turned even better when she was smacked in the face with.... something. And, to top it off, in the time it took her to blink, she was facing an accusation.
Raising an eyebrow, she really hoped whoever dared toss a comment like that was ready to face the consequences. Looking down her nose at the girl, she couldn't help a blink at her appearance. Who came to a party with no shoes? If this was a new age party, a lot was starting to make sense...
She was so distracted by her thoughts on the girl's questionable fashion choices that she almost missed the comment about "flying" into her. Almost, but not quite. Tilting her head and narrowing her eyes, she lowered her voice to comment. "While I could take that to be a play on words, I get the feeling you mean them literally."
Skipping over an acceptance to the apology, because she didn't feel like giving one, Mia continued on in a rather mocking tone. "And, if you mean that like I think you did, I don't think many of our fellow 'party-goers' would approve. May wanna watch your fly zones, hun." Unable to resist, she added, "Maybe buzz by a shoe store."
It sounded mean, maybe, but the girl could always leave if she couldn't take some guff or give it back just as well. If the stranger wanted kindness, she have to earn it after that little entrance.
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2008 16:36:03 GMT -6
The woman’s quite, blunt replies caught Ophelia by surprise. As a rule, pixies lived rather sheltered lives and were generally very friendly to each other; they got along with nymphs quite well and the only other race they regularly interacted with were fairies who they didn’t get along with quite so well.
Ignoring the woman’s first remarks, Lia focused on the last. “A shoe store? Why on earth would I want shoes? They smell, they’re confining, they’re clunky, they’re loud, and above all, they’re ugly. Besides, I’m a pixie. Pixies wear as little clothing as possible and shoes almost never make the limited list,” She said with a grin that quickly formed into a pout. “Hey, why won’t the other party-goers approve of me?”
As a rule, Lia didn’t care much for humans but the idea that they wouldn’t care for her was simply unbelievable. Who doesn’t like a pixie?!? Then again, Lia still couldn’t tell what the woman was.
“Anyway, my name is Ophelia, but you can call me Lia. It’s nice to meet you; do you come to these kind of…parties often?
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Post by Hawk on Nov 12, 2008 17:40:15 GMT -6
Rolling her eyes, Mia didn't bother to hold back a sigh. Oh, the naivete of those who didn't spend much time around humans....
"The names Mia, and no, I don't. I try to spend my time at actual parties that have worked themselve beyond the we're-cute-and just-want-to-have-a-nice-and-innocent-time stage. Generally boring and chaste isn't really my scene."
Leaning closer and putting a hand on her shoulder, Mia added more quietly and in a sarcastically kind voice, "And hun, most regulars don't approve of the weird and wild, so wings and growing feet taller in seconds aren't exactly the norm. Try not blowing the 'I'm a real girl' cover for the rest of us, hm?"
Finished imparting her rather forceful knowledge, Mia leaned back again, looking over the girl one more time. Decent, but not really the type to cross the line for. And much too annoying, though the persistence was interesting. Interesting enough to make getting to know her worth while, though?
Figuring that she at least provided some amusement on an otherwise failed night, Mia leaned back again, releasing the girl's shoulder and shooting her a smug grin. "So, what brings you out on this painfully dull night?"
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2008 18:05:56 GMT -6
Lia decided that she liked this woman and leaned against the railing next to Mia, their shoulders brushing.
“Pffft, as if I care for the opinions of humans. Besides, they’re too stupid and oblivious to notice a wing if it slapped them in the face. Trust me; I slap them all the time.” Lia laughed then, regaining her preferred light hearted attitude. “That is not to say they’re not good for some things…”
Lia scanned the crowd which was thickening as the sky grew darker. Mia was right. Though this party had seemed fascinating from the forest, it really was rather dull, not that Lia had all that much experience to judge with.
“Honestly, this party brought me out. I heard the music and saw the lights from home and was curious so I came for a look-see.”
Lia brought her gaze back to the mysterious woman next to her, once again wondering what exactly she was.
“So you would consider this party boring, hmm? What kind of party is more to your tastes, Mia? Enlighten a young pixie, if you would,” Lia said with a mischievous and excited grin. It was obvious Mia was a frequent on the late night party scene and Lia was always looking for new fun. All the better when a veteran could show her the ropes.
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Post by Hawk on Nov 12, 2008 19:01:40 GMT -6
Humming in response, Mia turned to face out toward the skyline. Why continue to stare at the subpar party-goers?
She couldn't disagree with what the girl was saying. Also couldn't completely agree, as humans had a startling habit of being astute at the most imperfect times. Though she couldn't keep a smirk from showing at the comment about them being useful for some things.
"Useful they are indeed..." she added, adding a suggestive lilt to the statement.
"And yes, this party's painfully dull. Next to no booze, appropriate clothing...." shaking her head, she knocked on the railing, "Hell, they've even blocked off the view in case all of the adults-turned-kiddies get too drunk off their sugary sodas."
Tilting her head and sweeping the hair over her shoulder, she glanced over at Lia, catching her mischevious look. "A real party is something that a 'young pixie' probably wouldn't approve of. No sunshine and daisies involved, and shoes are generally a prerequisite, unless you plan to lose your toes."
Raising an eyebrow in challenge and mimicking the grin, she shot back, "So, what, think you're up to the challenge, then?"
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Post by Admin on Nov 12, 2008 19:30:10 GMT -6
Lia laughed. "Oh please, a young pixie is the only kind that would approve. Try showing an old pixie something new and they'll start in on a lecture about something to do with nature. Don't get me wring, I love my home in the forest and my garden but...it's not exactly fun all that often."
Lia turned to face the taller woman. "I think we see eye to eye on the subject of their uses. Fun and, well, a different kind of fun." She sighed then. "Shoes are necessary, huh? I can honestly say I don't own any..."
Lia watched the party for a moment more before turning to look for her home in the distant forest. What the woman offered was a complete unknown. She didn't even know what Mia was yet, what she might be planning, and the gods know she wouldn't stand a chance if Mia turned out to have ill intent. At the very least, Lia had promised herself years ago that she'd never wear shoes again after she had tried them on once as a child and hated them. But she couldn't pass up this opportunity.
As tempted as she was to stick with the safe known, Lia forced herself to turn away from home and back to the woman grinning before her.
Lia cracked a slightly nervous smile. "I've never had this booze of yours but I think I'm good to go in terms of clothing. What pixie dresses appropriately? Find me some shoes that aren't horrible and I'm in for a night of fun and adventure."
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Post by Hawk on Nov 18, 2008 19:30:43 GMT -6
Smirk losing its biting quality completely in favor of amusement, Mia pushed off the railing in favor of taking a couple steps forward and setting a hand on her hip.
“Shoes that aren’t horrible… Usually I fancy myself pretty damn good at fashion decisions, but I have a feeling that’s a little harder to find for someone like you…”
Raising her other hand to her chin in a contemplating manner she took in Lia’s outfit. She spoke the truth; it could pass as purposefully dressed for a party. A bit whimsical, but hey, fashion was a relative thing. Not her style, but looks were supposed to be about personal choices, yadda yadda yadda.
Humming quietly, she took a few steps around Lia, dropping the odd question as she went. Answers were probably irrelevant, but she may as well make Lia feel like she had a stake in the choice. “Open or close toed?” Another step. “Can you handle heels?” Another step. “Color preferences?” Another step and a pause. “….You know, can you pull off boots? Hard leather wouldn’t work what with your no-shoes mantra, but I have a pair in suede. Brown, don’t wear them very much. Impulse buy and all.”
Nodding in agreement with her own choice, Mia started heading to the door. May as well give the girl a chance to back out on the entire thing now. Let it never be said that Mia wasn’t vaguely kind when she wanted to be.
Tossing her smirk over her shoulder at Lia and gesturing at the door with her head, she added, “They should be soft enough for your virgin feet to handle, hm?”
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Post by Admin on Dec 1, 2008 9:52:56 GMT -6
"Suede boots? Well I don't exactly know what that means but whatever you decide; you would know best!" Lia skipped after Mia. She was a little nervous about what this strange woman might have planned for the evening, but not near enough to back out and go home. She loved new experiences. What was the point in living if you didn't try something new at any opportunity? Of course, Lia had had ample opportunity and cause to learn caution as well.
"So...where are we going anyway? What's the plan?" She asked as she followed Mia off the roof.
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Post by Hawk on Dec 9, 2008 2:21:42 GMT -6
Pulling the heavy escape door open, she gave it a slight push after passing through in some vague attempt at politeness. Figuring that Lia had decided following was worth it, she continued on down the steps, wanting to get as much distance from the trainwreck of a party as quickly as possible.
“Plan?” she asked, glancing back in amusement again. “If you let plans rule your life, then you may wanna go back to the safe roof, hun.”
Opening the first door she reached in the stairwell, Mia slid through onto the carpeted hall of the apartment building, looking around for an elevator nearby. Not really worth it to walk down the stairs and all when you could rely on machinery to put in all the effort for you.
Figuring she may as well give the girl a bit of a break, she added absently while beginning to walk in search of her goal, “The plan, oh questioner, is to get you the shoes you so need, and then go from there. Meaning we have to go to my apartment to get them.”
Easily annoyed, the lack of an apparent elevator made her add, “Meaning the damn elevator should be somewhere around here so that we can get out of this hell forsaken place…”
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Post by Admin on Jan 7, 2009 19:38:50 GMT -6
Lia followed the other woman absently, barely listening to her mumble about plans or safe parties. Her attention refocused on Mia when she mentioned going to her apartment if only they could find the elevator. Lia wondered what was wrong with taking the stairs and looked around her for the stairwell.
Instead of a stairwell, Lia saw a half-opened window. With a mischievous grin, Lia walked over to the window and opened it completely. Since Mia obviously didn’t want to use the stairs and she couldn’t find an elevator. Before the older woman could object, Lia grabbed her hands and pulled her out the window, summoning her wings as they fell.
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Post by Hawk on Jan 9, 2009 0:52:24 GMT -6
Already annoyed from the apparent lack of elevators, Mia couldn't hold back a small impatient sound when Lia decided to pause. And to open a window, of all things? Was that really necessary?
So when Lia grabbed her hand to pull her over, she was very much less than amused. The view wasn't really something she was interested in admiring. "Okay, fabulous, can we actually move on no-"
Her snide remark trailed off right around the time the pixie decided to take a leap of faith out of said window. Momentarily surprised, but in no way alarmed, Mia suppressed the automatic urge to pull out her own wings when she found herself suspended in mid-air. No way was she tearing out the back of a perfectly fine shirt just because she'd been forced to. She'd rather slam into the ground, and deal with the healing later.
But, she quickly realized that it apparently wasn't a problem, as they were lowering rather slowly. Aiming a glare upwards, she tossed up an annoyed, "Hey, Miss In-Touch-With-Nature. Just because I said plans weren't necessary, doesn't mean you can go throwing people out windows. Care to explain?"
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Post by Admin on Jan 21, 2009 23:00:03 GMT -6
“Explain? Oh, well, you see pixies, like me, have the ability to change their size and also to hid or call their wings whenever they wanted them!” Lia beamed, seemingly oblivious to the woman’s temper and obviously satisfied with her explanation. She wasn’t really that naïve though. Her wide smile fell a bit to assume a more innocent look. “Well there was no elevator and you seemed thoroughly uninterested in using the stairs so I became the elevator you sought! I do apologize if I frightened you, though. I’m told that flying - or, rather, it was more of a controlled fall - can be a bit frightening at first.”
Not knowing what really was the woman’s problem with the way she had decided to exit the building and not really caring, Lia picked a direction and skipped off in her bare feet confident that either Mia would correct her direction if it was wrong, follow if it was right, or just leave if she was no longer interested in showing Lia a “real party”.
Lia hoped that she hadn’t alienated her new friend. She was rather bored by herself at home and had just started looking forward to a night of adventure with a strange, mysterious woman. Thrill seeker? Lia? Naaaah. Adrenalin junkie? A pixie? No way! And yet...
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Post by Hawk on Jan 31, 2009 21:30:34 GMT -6
"Frightening isn't the issue, hun," Mia responded, rolling her eyes at the other's whimsical behavior. Even without the wings, she stood out like a sore thumb in the city. She was the perfect picture of a criminal's dream. And, much as a part of her thought a mugging might do the girl some good, she found herself taking a couple quick steps to catch up to her. Kindness must've been rubbing off on her, damn Bel...
"Problem number one, you don't just pull someone out a window. Last time I checked, you had these things called words, and they give you this wonderful skill called communication." Aiming a glare at a particularly leery character looking their way, she gave Lia a slight push, hopefully just enough to stop her rather ridiculous skipping. "Followed closely by problem number two, which involves me once again telling you some of us want to pass as normal. Maybe if I say it enough, the idea will seep through your head."
Cutting in front of Lia the slightest bit, since they'd already gone farily out of their way due to her wanton direction-choosing, she quickly cut through a couple alleys to put them back on the right track. "And the last, and most important, reason is that if I happened to pull out my own wings, it would be followed closely by me killing you out of annoyance. Because I've had this shirt a lot longer than I've known you, so it's logically worth more to me." Looking back with a smirk that spoke volumes about how serious she was, she finished, "Think about your own personal safety next time, hm?"
She continued on in silence for the next few minutes, and they soon reached the lobby of Mia's apartment building. Nodding to the grinning boy working in the lobby, she led Lia down a hallway just beyond the desk, stopping in front of one of the first couple doors and simply opening the already-unlocked door. A demon locking their door for protection always struck her as marginally absurd, much as others tried to convince her otherwise.
Stepping in, she ducked around the door to the coat closet on the left, pulling open the door and dragging out the shoes in question. Turning back to Lia, she held out the shoes, immediately letting them go with the assumption that the girl would make some attempt to catch them. "Here, put them on." Kicking the closet closed, she added, "And try not to skip in them, as I wouldn't want your chipper to invade my possesions."
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2009 23:34:32 GMT -6
Mia obviously needed to vent about something so Lia let her, silently following where the older woman led and smiling at all the people she passed. She wasn’t overly fond of humans but she did like to smile. Happy to let Mia rant a while at her since Lia got the distinct impression that the woman was happiest when she ranted about something or other, Lia started to tune Mia out a bit, only to snap back to attention at the mention of wings of Mia’s own. Ophelia stopped walking in shock for a moment though she doubted Mia noticed. Now she was getting somewhere! A little info on what the strange woman might be; she had wings. Not all that many creatures had wings, much less those they could hide and call at will.
Lia ignored the threat and was still musing silently as they entered Mia’s apartment. Distracted with her thoughts, she completely failed to notice when Mia tossed some boots at her, the thud of them hitting the ground at her feet jolting her back to reality. A bit dazed as most people are when they are brought suddenly out of deep though, Lia stared down at the offensive yet apparently necessary article of clothing at her feet.
She bent down and picked one up, turning it over and over in her hands, examining every inch of it and mostly ignoring Mia’s snide comments about her cheerful attitude infecting her belongings. Sitting back down on the floor so that she could also examine her bare feet, Ophelia picked up both boots and examined the soles, then her feet, then the boots again with a perplexed expression. Frustrated, Lia looked up at Mia and asked, “How…exactly am I to put them on?”
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