Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdy stumbled up to the cave mouth. No matter how he memorized the trip to the cavern, it was ever changing. One thing he was trying to cope with. No matter his trainings of nature, it would never be the same. A forever challenge. Yet, no longer did he see this as a horrible inconvenience, it was a travel to look forward to. Would he make it without falter? A new trial to hone his skills, no more repetition. As he reached the rocky entrance with a few scratches and bruises he found his sunny flat rock and sat facing out of the cave. At one point in his past he would often come here to gaze upon the crystals and woo at the colors. Often comparing himself to the shimmer and colors of the gems. Though after his run in with the goddess, and his punishment he now sat facing away from that past. He still came to the cave to think, and remind himself of his beginnings and attempt to humble his future. Still he only found himself trying to remember the colors and the look. The radiance of the forest, of life, of sunrise to set. Everything was fading, the vivid colors, the thoughts and memories. It was turning to darkness and it frightened him. He had always been a bit afraid of the dark, but this was a whole new level of black. Ferdinand was always a cheery and some what cheeky spirit. Even in the shadow of his curse he found time to joke, pester, and even show-up all those he could. This was and had always been a front. A cover up for other emotions he felt unwilling to share. Out here among the silence he could let that front drop. Alone, he could show the sorrow that plagued him these many years and the anger that lay dormant within. If not enough that he could no longer spy what he loved, no more running full tilt, nor sneak about. He was bound to this for an elf’s age. Ferdy lost many friends, not that he would call them friends had he known they would so easily turn when he was not a ‘top dog’ anymore. Then again, he would not have expected other wise. He would have been no kinder and that added to his woes. The curse did lead to one thing positively though, he gained a prince. One friend he would trust, and forever be loyal and in debt to. To Ferdy, Aldruak was the kind soul whom took in a broken winged song bird that had lost its song. He offered friendship when Ferdy had done little to deserve it. Both boys having not be close at all before the curse. One dare might say there was a strand of hate between the two.So, Ferdinand would never forget that one thing, no matter how his past would fade and grow grey. Aldruak would always have color. For now Ferdinand sat in slouch and self pity. Mourning the glowing stones, and focused fully on trying to see them in his minds eye one last time. Oblivious to the world around him as he strained. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 534 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: First post, anyone welcome! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words 538 tagged closed muse not bad comments hope it's okay Nina blinked and looked up at the sky as she rode out with her horse. The soft sound of his hooves against the worn rode, the quiet whispers of the wind, the shuffle of the leaves of the trees were always ever so peaceful, giving the helf a sense of peace and fullfillness. Often, on such a lovely day like so, she had always taken up the chance to ride her horse out for some fresh air, no saddle, just for a little fun, enjoying the life that her GOd had given her, the right to live each day with nature. The right to wake up to a sunrise, the right to feel the wind, the right to see life unfold, bloom, and return back to nature. Many see miricles as bringing back the dead, or actions that only a handful of sorcerers dare to attempt, to them, the truly believed that things that they had never seen before were miricles. But to Nina- that wasn't always the case; was it not a miricle to survive the dark night and live to see the coming day? Was it not a mircle to watch the birds in the sky and see the waters of the lake? Was it not a gift that one could live and exist at all? They were things that someones many took for granted, even herself, and yet, at the end of the day, when she laid her head to rest- the fact that she was breathing, was able to walk, talk and see was the greatest thing that anyone could give to her. With a light hum, she rode out of the forest, never really thinking about where she was going. This was her home, and there wasn't a place in the world that could ever change that. No matter how rich, how beautiful the land was, no place could compare. She looked ahead before noticing where her companion was heading- he was moving in the direction of the Magic Cavern, the cave that held beautiful gems of every color and size- some even holding some gifts. She had never taken anything from the cave before, finding no use for it, however she did often find herself there, just looking. It was wonderful how they sparkled in the dark, how they shined when the sunlight from the outside hit it in a certain direction- or how the further in she ventured- the more bright they seemed to glow. It was shockingly pretty- and when she found time that didn't consist of idle training or at the court, she usually loved to spend some time seeking solitude there, looking at the gems and finding some time to herself. Stopping her horse a little away from the entrance of the cavern, she slid off the animal's back, and headed to the front, gently running the palm of her hand over the vast expanse of his neck, feeling its movement as he breathed in and out. He turned and gave the elf a glance before bending his muzzle down to the ground. After a moment of uttering nothing, the two parted ways, one straying around and eating the grass while the other headed into the dark cave.

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdy was near to tear as he gritted his teeth trying to bring back even a shimmer of memories from his last visual trip to the cavern. Being there should help right? To no avail he gasped loudly and let his muscles relax and his body fall back to lay on his flat rock. Yet, if his vision issues were not enough of a pester. As his back fell onto the sun hot stone. He found to his displeasure that a acorn had fallen to its surface. Jabbing the irritated Elf in the center of his left side, rib cage. Not enough was the nut to cause damage. Not even a bruise. Still, Ferdinand was not pleased and only more 'put down'. As if nature itself were now laughing at him. Sure it had been over 200 year since the day he lost sight. Most would be over and used to it by now. He just had these off days were he remembered and relived his hatred. Sitting back up he grabbed the acorn and growled. “Stupid nut, do you mock me too. Is it not enough to be so misfortune that you..you nut…have to await me on my rock to jab and poke fun.” Hurling the nut into the woods around him he hollered un aware of any other presence. “Be gone and good riddance, may you rot before becoming a tree..or may a critter find and nibble at you, and hide you in the hollows of your own kind” he huffed. Not so much an angry rant, but closer to a tantrum. Laying back now without disturbance he sighed and crossed one leg over the other hands cushioning his head from the rock. Body absorbing the sun as it glistened through the trees and to him. Hair dancing in the winds light breeze, each strand moving in sync. Eyes closed though it made no difference he released a gasp of air from his lungs and tried to clear his dark mind. Nothing would change, he would slowly loose every last memory of light, color, and life. Afraid of when total darkness hit, would he be able to move on? Would he still manage to smile, or joke or play? Did elves get depressed? For now he just waited, warm in the uv rays. When time came to face his future he at least had Aldurak at his side. One friend whom he was sure would guide him through his darkness no matter how black. Hearing hooves in the distance he got back a slow smile. That was enough of a vent for him. Time to get back to the real show, putting on a smile to appease the crowds. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 449 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES:Woot Ryan!! you Rock and Rule! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words 513 tagged closed muse okay comments oh thank you. lol Nina reached both hands upwards, pulling her blond locks of hair back and tying with a band to keep it away from her face. She bit her lip before brushing her hand against the hilt of her blade. I wasn't until the elf had turned and actually started to walk did she realize that she wasn't the only one who had plans on going to the cave. Subconsciously, she knew that there was probably going to be somewhere there, after all, everything usually had an eye for pretty and valuable things- if not for looks then for money and coins. Not to mention, she never found herself alone for that long. Pausing her actions, she took time to wonder if she should advance anyways- it wasn't like she was going to bother him or anything- all she wished for was some time away from formalities of the court and the watchful eyes of elders around her. After a beat or two, she quietly stepped forward, her steps slow as she strained to see who it was and if she knew said person. It could be anyone, really- good or bad, she had hoped that it was something she knew or recognized. But it wasn't. Well, sort of. It was that elf that she had seen around the Prince, not just any Prince, but Prince Aldurak. In fact, if she recalled correctly, they seemed to be good friends, and if she was right- he wasn't just any elf- he was a blind elf. She didn't know the story behind it, nor did she want to- it wasn't her place to nose in. He, unlike her, were two completely different people- he had always seemed to be someone so outgoing and happy- and she envied that. He was funny and nice while she was serious and quiet, he was friendly and social while she mostly kept to herself, not that she wasn't friendly... but he seemed to always be at ease and always know what to say to impress someone, while she, on the other hand, didn't. He was the type of company that Prince Aldurak was good with- and deep down, she believed that he only was friendly with her because he had seen her about- she was nothing special compared to the other elves who were always ever so charming. If she recalled in horror their first informal meeting, she had managed to embarrassed herself in front of him. It was a memory she kept in the back of her head. Cautiously stepping forward, she spoke up quietly, aware that he probably already knew she was there. ''Quel undome, sut naa lle sina re?' she questioned him (good afternoon, how are you today?), a curious tone lacing her words, and, out of habit- she bowed, the rustling of her dress gave that away. She couldn't help it- it was a habit. Inwardly, she admired him, he took the hindrance in his sight so well, almost with ease. It was something she couldn't do, considering that she was rather emotional and often blew things out of proportion without effort.

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdiand as usual was enveloped in himself and his soar ribs. So when he heard foot falls his skin tingled and he only hoped it was not some villain looking for riches in the cavern. Getting to his feet he tried to home in on where the steps were only to hear the sweet graces of a female voice. Not just any voice, a familiar and might he say radiant one. His mind flushed with his one of few memories of Nina. Just a glimpse of the advisor and nothing more. He was even at a loss for a name at the moment. Ferdy frowned inwardly, he prided himself on his social memory. Names was an important way to make and keep friends. While his mind grinded and strained to remember he focused the rest of his attention on her. She had bowed, well of course he was worth it. Just like his dad had told him, ‘if you command respect it will be given, if you do so without words you’re practically king’. In his mind, he practically was. As his thoughts filed in and organized he snapped his fingers in an -aha- moment. “Nina! that’s it..Oh and I am well of course!” he said in his loud and strong voice. Never one to fear being misheard or boisterous. Fortunately he knew most of the surroundings well and walked over to her as if sight was not issue. Finding her he put an arm around her and leaned a bit on her as he beamed a grin. “Queen let you off your pretty little diamond leash for a walk?” he asked with a chuckle. His jokes could be harmful, yet never did it seem to show he cared. “Didn’t think you got out much..” he gasped and in a playful but -poke fun- type manner he whispered with a devious tone “getting worried you were a vampire”. With a snicker he removed his arm and headed back to his rock. “Oh how rude…I should return your inquiry.” he sat on the stone’s end leaning back on his palms a confidence that betrayed his fears and anger. “How are you?” he returned the question she had earlier posed. Crossing his legs so that one foot might bounce freely in the open air he patted the rock beside him. “Come come enjoy the sun and view” he offered as though nothing he had said could be offensive. His tone was rather demanding even though it was so friendly. Those with week self esteem would find it hard to say no. Such a dominance was hard to question. Ferdinand made a motion of ‘looking’ for others around her before wondering why she would wander out here alone. True he had, but with his own reasons. He was rather sure she was not blind and did not come here to sulk. So why was it the fancy, soft spoken, shy, and some what socially awkward fem elf was all the way out here. Not for magic so maybe the view. Though it stung he asked one more question “So here for the view?”. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 518 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: First post, anyone welcome! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words 596 tagged closed muse okay comments she's stupid. lol Nina tilted her head to the side absently, watching the elf before her as he turned in her direction without so much as a thought. It was clear he knew exactly who she was as soon as the words left her lips, however watching the expression that fluttered across her face, he clearly couldn't stick a name on the voice. It wasn't that she minded, because it wasn't like he was entitled to know everyone and their names. However, she couldn't help herself as she cringed when he spoke up, finally responding to her greeting in a rather jovial tone, clearly contrasting his slightly hurtful words. It was like he had no idea that he was doing it, but that didn't make her feel any less... immune to them. Her blue eyes watched as he stood up and placed a casual arm around her. Her slim fingers automatically went on top of his as he balanced himself aside where she was standing, leaning to the side along with his bigger frame (she had always been a thin elf, not always weak, but thin). The corners of her lips twitched into an uneasy smile as he spoke. She had always tried to be friendly with everyone around her, sometimes it was hard, sometimes it wasn't. It was clear that around someone who joked around like Ferdinand, it wasn't easy- but leaving would be considered an insult, like running away. Instead she frowned slightly and shook her head, confused. 'Diamond leash? I don't understand,' she murmured, confused- what did he mean? That she was nothing more then a pet? Someone who wasn't considered important and was often pampered? Or did he mean her rather richer lifestyle compared to the others around her? Perplexed, she let out an offended gasp at his next words. 'I- I just like to find solitude after a long day of being in the court,' she defended, wondering what could have pushed him to say such things. She blinked carefully, trying to heed his jesting tone as she replied much slower. 'Company is always welcome...' she uttered to herself quietly. Was she always that reclusive? She didn't think so. She was in the court, and in the forest when she wasn't in the court, and often wandered through the streets when she wasn't in the court or the forest. Dazed, her eyes stay on his frame as he sat down. Her feet moved forward gracefully and followed suit. She looked at the entrance of the tunnel before the horse a little away before back to him. 'I am... well, thank you,' she said a little reluctantly. Turning to look at him carefully she gauged his reaction to the question before replying. 'In a way, though it's not so much as what I see, I just wanted a change in environment.. peace,' she choose her words carefully, it may or may not mean anything for him to throw words around, but she tried not to offend him, even despite how his words offended her. 'You're never alone, are you also seeking solitude and peace?' she asked him suddenly. Horrified, she stopped as soon as the words finished- it was what she had been thinking about earlier, if he was lonely that he was a little different, if it bothered him. He never showed it- but some choose to hide their feelings. She couldn't believe she said such things. 'I- never mind- that's not the place,' she muttered quietly, standing up and looking at the sky. How foolish of her.

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdy enjoyed her words. Amongst the hustle of his life and bustle of the world it was breath of calm. He did find a peace in listening to only one other voice. Just one to focus on and let his mind clear. Not to mention her voice was one of silver bells. Though it seemed cool and lacking in eccentricity. It was that in itself that made it all the better for him. In her voice he heard the serenity that he wished his mind could achieve. He loved his care free and open ways but it was stressful and chaotic. Listening to her he found the same solace that he did in his prince. A dedication he envied, and a control he desired. Yet in true Ferdinand fashion he was paying little mind to her actual words and focusing on how they affected him. With little thought as to how they came from her, or how she was feeling in saying them. True to his nature he missed out on noticing how they may share a common desire. A shared interest in getting away from it all for even just a moment. Ferdy only truly tuned back in when she asked a question out of place. One that he did not think would so openly come from her lips. It was personal, and a tad presumptuous. Something he might ask, to dig into another’s personal matters though they were not any of his business. It through him for a loop but he took a second to toss it around in his mind and with only a few missed beets responded. “Solitude and peace…” he repeated her words as if to rub just what she had asked in her face. “Its true I am often with friends…mostly the company of my prince..but is it so odd to be alone for a moment?” he inquired back to her. Knowing full well she too could use the same such excuse for her lonely wander. Still he wanted to make it seem that he was in charge some how. “Bit bold of you to ask such a thing..” he added with a smirk and chuckle, still putting of the front. As she stood and withdrew her question, something changed in him. His smile faded and he felt a worry. He did not want her to go. Even though he enjoyed his time alone at the cavern, he was truly afraid of being alone. What a mess he was to drive so many away with his rude ways, and still crave some ones attention. It bothered him to think of it so he didn’t. Standing almost at the same time he rubbed his neck and looked in her direction. “…Wait…” was all he could mutter at first. “Your not out of place, it’s a question right, everyone is entitled to ask” he added to bide time to come up with something to properly say. “I do…that is…come here for peace..or to try to find a bit of it anyway…you see as a child this was my favorite of places”. He turned his blind eyes to look at the cavern mouth. “I could stay here for hours without word or friend- and still be happy” he admitted and for a long time would not be able to explain why he chose to open up. Maybe it was her words, maybe subconsciously he made the connection with her about getting away. Maybe even if was because they had never really met before and he felt no need to impress or show off. For some reason for only the gods to know. He wanted her to stay, he wanted to talk. Who knows, perhaps loosing his site was bringing out a need to better his words.. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 628 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: OMG luv luv luv Nina. She cute and fun! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words 548 tagged closed muse alright comments <3 Nina was, to put it delicately, surprised that he seemed to be listening to what she was saying (she had no idea he wasn't paying attention to her words). Though, she was more surprised that he hadn't mocked her for her words. Though, that was rude- she didn't think he was a rude person who enjoyed picking on others, she only guessed that he never realized he was doing it- like he says what he thinks. Even if it wasn't the nicest thing out there, she couldn't see him as intentionally doing it for amusement. Unthinkingly, the corners of her lips pulled upwards into a small smile. However, that was about moments ago. She winced slightly as he repeated her words, as if digesting them before spitting them back out, like human soldiers at a pub. She shuffled slightly as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other, uneasy. She never pried on anyone's business before, and in truth the words came out so suddenly that she didn't even have a second thought on what she was saying before she could take them back. Of course, if he wasn't paying any attention before, it was clear that he was doing so now. She wished she hadn't said anything at all, knowing the feeling of being questioned, she didn't like to do it to others. And his need to comment that such things would never come out of her mouth, it caused a rosy thing to adjourn her pale cheeks as she looked away absently, embarrassed. 'I-uh, guess so,' she mumbled quietly. Yes, that is true- but it was a little odd. She couldn't see him as someone who wanted time alone. She had friends who hated to be by themselves- that was there she saw him standing. Which was part of the reason on why she asked. She was often spotted away from merry company- but that was of the norm for her, not for him. She moved to take a step back, ready to mumble some excuse to leave; it was then she realized that maybe her company wasn't wanted- if he really wanted to by alone she shouldn't be bothering him. True, he did tell her to sit to talk, but that was after she made the approach first. Feeling foolish, she took a breath and parted her lips to say the words- -which never came out. Her eyes, on him, saw the smile as they suddenly were wiped off his handsome features. She stopped moving when he called out to her, again, surprising her, this time with his words. An actual response. Her head turned and joined his gaze at the entrance of the cavern. After a moment to swallow his words, she stepped forward lightly and placed a light hand on his arm, her fingers gently curling over the crook of his elbow. Her gaze moved from his shoulder to his face, over his eyes. What had he done to deserve such a thing? To lose something so natural in everyone's life? 'Do you-' she paused, hesitating, almost stumbling over her words. She had bothered him once, should she do it again? '...miss seeing what you used to as a child?' she questioned quietly, almost in a low mumble.

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdy felt her hand grace his arm and felt a tingle run up his skin. So vivid was his sense of touch now that his eyes were so dark. As were taste, smell, and hearing. A natural reaction to the loss of one of the five. Touch however was the most affected he found. To be able to move he needed to ‘see’ some how and touch was his most useful of options. So to have her hand come to him without knowing it was coming was a spark to the system. Welcome and yet nerve rattling. So many things now meant so much more, the warmth of another beside him was never so strong untill you could not see them there. How reassuring a heart beat was when you could not see life in another. One might see this as a gift, and come time so might he. As for now, his heart was still in agony, despair and denial. So it only aggravated him, he did not want his body to change, or his senses to adapt. He wanted to see again, so badly he nearly yanked his arm away from Nina. Still able to bottle the anger he did what he learnt kept most at bay. He opened his big mouth. Ferdinand’s tone was not very snide, or snobbish. He held no anger or distaste. Witch only made his words seem that much more condescending. Were moments ago he had opened his soul, fear shut it back up again tight. With a mocking cheer to his tone he laughed softly. “Wouldn’t you?” he sent out the first knife like question. Reaching up to pat the hand on his arm as if to comfort her for being ‘slow’ he continued. “Nina- if you put a blindfold on I can only imagine how long it would take for you to rip it off. Its natural. Who would not miss seeing. Seeing you mother and father. Seeing friends smile. Watching our sun set and rise. Even just plain knowing were your going without effort. A elf would be dumb to ever enjoy being blind.” he put sat on the wound ever more with each word. Rubbing it deep with every sentence spoken. In his razz of ‘duh’ type remarks and that cocky grin he hurt. He knew what he said was not in the least nice. After all she was being so decent with him. Understanding. Perhaps that is what scared him, in a way they were bonding. Something he feared to do even with vision. His prince Aldurak he owed great thanks and in so could pass of their friendship as a dept in his mind. Even though he knew it was more. With Nina, there was no reason behind being friendly other then having a friend. Some one who could leave, or some one who could turn you away as many had done him when his vision was taken. His first few years of darkness had left open and festering gashes in his psyche. His famous mouth turning from offense to defense. From mocking for popularity, to mocking for desperation and protection. Some seemed to see it as he had not changed. In reality, he had realized how he was before made it easy to not care about the hordes around you, so why change when you didn’t actually want them to care. This way, the only one he would have to loose if anything else happened was Aldurak. One friend, was better then 200. One loss better then many. Even if it left him open to being alone again. A shudder ran up his spine and he kept his mind from any more thought of those truly ‘dark’ times. Turning instead to listen, and possibly feel. The hurt he could have so easily inflicted on the darling woman beside him. Like the Daffodils he used to love, when you could not see them droop or die, you could convince yourself they did not. As so with people he could fool himself to think what he said had less affect then it did. A trick of the bind mind. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 688 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: OMG luv luv luv Nina. She cute and fun! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words 783 tagged closed muse gross comments sucky post i think Nina regretted the words as soon as he spoke. She winced at the sharp of the blade that was thrown back at her after just one question. She didn't want to see him so upset, though she wished that he wasn't so mockingly cheery about it. He wished that he yelled, he screamed it, he sounded angry, just like he was feeling. She wished he wasn't so dry about those words, making them seem like it was nothing when it was clearly hurting him on the inside. She had wished that he let out his emotions, he was so used to saying things as he saw it about others, why couldn't he be truthful and say it just as he felt it? What was there to hide? It never was healthy, but at the same time, it meant he was letting it go and accepting it, right? Or was it because he didn't want to move forward? Nina stumbled over his words. 'Yes, it is true, if I blindfolded myself, I would have removed it-' she hesitated, treading slowly in hope that she didn't overstep her ground in an unlucky way. Her voice, just like her emotions, protrayed hurt and regret. 'But you don't need eyes to see, right?' she questioned softly. 'Looking at someone with your eyes, you only see the surface; but to see someone inside, you see someone who will always be forever loyal to you, or people who will always stand for you when you fall, someone who you can count on when you need it... ' she trailed off slowly and tried to look at him as she had described it- seeing him as him and not as the short glimpses of him or as the people who surround him- just him. 'You don't see the sun rise, but you feel the warmth; you don't see your family, but you feel them there and their love; you may not physically be able to see, but it never hinders your judgement to see; right? That means you're still alive, still living- is that not more important?' she questioned softly. 'Elves are dumb to be enjoy being blind?' she quoted, surprised by the words that contradict the personality she had seen when she saw him from afar. Her fingers gave his elbow a light squeeze before letting go. 'It must be hard, but they say beauty is only skin deep, looking past the exterior shows more about someone then what you see... you're not like what I thought you would be; and yet I didn't find that out by looking, I spoke, I talked to you-' she broke off again, completely losing her head during the chat. She cringed, she should stop. Those words were never meant to leave her lips; but se felt that he was so upset at her, mad that she had asked that question. She stepped away again and looked away, then to the ground. She dropped her hands by her side. 'I-I'm sorry.' Again. 'You are always around people, but you never are close to any other then Prince Aldurak,' she shook her head. She didn't know. She didn't know half of it, she had no right to say such a thing, no matter what. Flustered, she shook her head, rubbing the back of her neck before twirling her fingers through her hair. She bit her lip in thought, not sure if she should push ahead. She wasn't open like most, she wasn't the type to always say the things that were on her mind- but she felt like he needed to hear them, maybe deep down he knew it, it was just a matter of someone else telling it, saying it when he wouldn't say it himself. But at the same time, he could be offended, he could be annoyed that she was trying so hard. She didn't want him to think that she was only there because he couldn't see- she wanted to be there because he was alone, and no one should live in elf years alone. Feeling a little bold from her words, she reached over and slipped her fingers through his hand, giving it a light squeeze. 'It must be difficult, but you never have to endure it alone unless you want to,' she murmured before letting go again and turning around on her heels, looking at her horse. '

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdinand listened In silence at first. Letting her get all she wanted out. All that dribble about how blind could be a gift. How no sight was greater sight. Yet what hit him hardest was as she spoke of loyalty. How without eyes you could see those loyal to you, or ones who would not abandon you. He had been abandoned once, he had felt the pain of loss as his ‘friends’ turned him away. Without time to help him learn how to adapt to his curse. Those who he used to call friends but when he slowed them down, they just kept going. He had been that man, he had known those who were left in the dust but never thought that he, on the top, would be that soul. Even though he had slowly begun to climb back up that ladder, still joking and smiling his way into a frail web of ‘friendship’. So important it was to him he risked another fall. So could he truly see better then before. Or worse as he followed his old path of pain so…blindly. Frustrated by his thoughts on her words he had to act. He had to speak and remove this sorrow and tell her how indeed he saw it. She may have learned something of him by speaking to him. She even apologized but that last few mumbles tipped his scales and he could not keep his big mouth shut. He needed to show her, that even words were not so simple. It started out as a snicker, and rolled into a chuckled. Only taking off into a full out laugh as though she were telling him the funniest of jokes. Masking the anger still, it was a defense after all. Not so easily broken. “Oh my, that is rich” he tried to tame his fit so that he could speak his mind. Soon letting the laugh subside. “I do not mean to offend..” he began though he had obviously done so. “..but after hearing that same type of line so often it gains a humor. Nina those with sight seem to always think that the blind can see deeper into the soul. But it’s a grass is greener on the other side situation. For you see, words can be as ugly as the soul of a beautiful face.” he said the line with a grin but knew in his heart that this sentence was more a moto for him. It defined many aspects of himself and his life. “ When even people who can see the deception written on some ones face, can fall for the breath of a well spoken lie, how do you think that one who cannot see the devious grin, has any hope of not being taken in as well?” he inquired rhetorically. “No matter how happy, hurt, or mournful a soul is, it is so easy to mask words. And if I recal in many cases, the face is first to display a change in emotion then the words. Why do you think when others are sad they are first to hide there face?” he only deepened his butchery of her ‘inspiration’ speech. “Further more..” he added to the massacre “…even when the lack of sight and the better hearing do come in handy for such a situation, it is only to hear what most do not want to hear. You may hear the truth. But is there not a say that the truth is some times better to go unheard. If some one told you your pet was lost does that not bode better then mistakenly finding out its actually dead?” he finalized his point but almost as if he could see her he was able to put his arm around her shoulders again, even with her turned and a few steps away, without a skip to his beat. “Nina…” he began but his tone was less mocking and more a one on one than a speech now. “…The only way to know some one, is time and patience. No matter blind, or sighted.” he told her. One thing he had to admit to himself, her touch was very welcoming. It was not something two guys did a whole lot. So the hand of a woman that wanted just to be with him to talk, was so nice. Had he known how hurtful his words were he would have apologized too. Yet he was still unable to stop his mocking and instead just went on as though they were two friends just chit chatting. “Come on now..enough of this useless soul searching talk…We are two elves..out in the woods to be alone, lets do something fun” he suggested changing the whole subject afraid in a way of were it could eventually lead. Ferdy was bound to either drive her away, or possibly get to close. Two things he did not really want as of that moment. Both scared him, so middle ground was all he could do for now. Arm still around her almost to keep her from running off after his rant he waited for her reaction. It could indeed define the path of there possible friendship. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 865 TAGGED: Open (NINA) OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: OMG luv luv luv Nina. She cute and fun! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[NINA DAYIZ ABRAS]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words IDK tagged closed muse okay comments ._. Nina blinked and took a step back, rather confused at the snicker. She wasn't, however, surprised by his response. It seemed that he wanted to tell her he was miserable. Every word was like a stab, as he tried to take away and burn down everything she believed in. She winced at every word he spoke, her eyes lowering to the ground, slipping her hang out of his as she held her hands behind her back. She had noticed he had a response for everything, she noticed that when she tried to reach out, he turned her down with a harsh word or two, she noticed that he was working hard to insist that it's such a horrible ordeal... but she noticed that he never pulled away when she touched him. He, the elf could tell, was more then the joking regular that she saw around the Prince, he joked and smiled and laughed and played around, but deep inside, he hated it- and she wondered if he hated himself because of what he lacked. She still, unlike him, believed it was something he didn't have to endure alone. She didn't think the grass was greener, she wasn't saying that it was better to be blind then to be able to see, she wanted him to see that sometimes he had to see the light in the dark situations, he seemed so bitter, but it's a boulder that needed to be overcome. Living the years as an elf, never aging, she would think that it's hard to live it like he was- a mask over his face around her and miserable on the inside. She took a step back, but felt his arm around her and stopped. But it wasn't enough for her to say one more thing, unthinkingly. of course. 'Why is it that you try so hard to drive me away?' she asked him quietly, wounded and hurt. 'You say the only way to know someone is through time, and yet you turn someone who wants to be your friend down?' she shook her head, running her fingers down her loosely braided hair before she let out a sigh. 'N-never mind, forget I said anything, then,' she muttered. He was so upset about it- she only tried to find light so he wouldn't be so hard on himself about it- but if someone doesn't want to see it another way, she couldn't make them see anything- everything was always up to them. She was silent as he suggested something fun, wondering what sort of fun he had in mind- they both, she knew from the start, had different beliefs in what is right and wrong, what is fun and what is hurtful. His taste in amusement isn't like the one she had- while he seemed to be more... energetic, she was more calm, preferring silence and time to think then to run around and play games. However, she took a breath and nodded. '... it depends on what you like to do that is considered to be fun.' she said slowly in a rather careful manner, as if the simple words had to be thought out before they left her lips. She didn't add on to their subject, didn't say anything about it. She didn't believe that it was useless, but felt that she couldn't say anymore without him turning it out and tossing the idea away, calling it 'silly' and 'nonsense'.

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdinand paused and rose a brow as he heard her accusation of intent to push her away. Had be been misunderstood. He was only telling her his side of things. Never raised his voice or spoke in an ill tone. He was laughing the most of the time. Why would she think he was trying to get rid of her. Was it perhaps in something he said? Running back over the memory of his words he tried to see something wrong with them. Coming up blank he did something that not many have ever heard from his lips. “I..I’m sorry” he said not sure why he felt the need to apologies to her. Normally he would settle for the idea he did nothing wrong and it was their own fault if they took it the wrong way. Yet with her, the way she spoke to him, he wanted to her to know he had not intention of her leaving. He still wanted her to stay, he wanted to be her friend. “I never meant to sound…hurtful?” he said in a question. Not sure if that was indeed how she felt. He was terrible with others emotions. ”Nina what do you…uh…” he stammered over his words trying to think of how best to make her see he was not cross with her. Not angry or even put off. He was very much enjoying himself. Glad to get his own feelings across without being laughed at himself, or have his ‘friends’ just walk away. She was like Aldurak, listening without bias. Although she had opted to leave. Maybe she didn’t think him angry but instead just wanted to go. With a soft sigh he smiled still looking off into no where. “…what do you want to do?” he finished his prior inquiry. Now she had the chance to make up a reason to go, if she wanted to she could just say she forgot something and leave and not sound bad for saying so. True he was a social peacock but his whole life, one on one, he was most akward. It was easy to impress a crowd for they would follow others like sheep. On solo grounds however, people were not so easily impressed or swayed. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 374 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: OMG luv luv luv Nina. She cute and fun! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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[NINA DAYIZ ABRAS]

[atrb=style,border: 2px solid #000000;][bg=C4C4C4][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true][atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/dfg9ja.jpg] And who do you think you are runnin' round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts words 447 tagged closed muse not bad comments <3 Nina blinked a few times. She was never the type to think badly of others around her, but she had never been an elf who knew how to judge others correctly- as usual, she expected him to laugh it off like he did when he was around others because it was a normal thing for him. However, the thing was- since she had arrived he didn't act like he always did when he was with a crowd. She was, admittedly, pleased- he must not see her as he did everyone else. It could be a bad thing or a good thing, for her sake, she was going to stay that it was good; simply because he opened up to her, even though it was in a negative way, it still was better then keeping it inside. So his apology made her smile somewhat- however it quietly turned into a frown before transforming into a small smile. She ducked out from under his arms, instead reaching upwards to take his hand in hers, giving it a light pat as she shook her head slowly. 'It's hard to apologize when you don't know what you're apologizing for-' she started, looking at him with the smallest of smiles on her face. 'But I forgive you-' she finished. Why? Because though it doesn't mean much- apologies should be said with the intention of a promise to never do whatever it was what needed to be said sorry in the first place; but how can one prevent doing it again if they didn't know what exactly it was that bothered them? For the other elf, Nina concluded that it was the thought behind it that counted- he simply seemed to have a lot pride to say something as such to everyone whenever they were hurt by his words. She thought that it was nice to him. She tilted her head, curious at his secretive smile, a look that complimented his features well. Her bright blue eyes flickered around them before going back to his face. Flushing, she tried to think of something to do- he may be more social and outgoing, but she wasn't- her idea of fun is mostly just watching nature, listening to the forest, riding her horse, or gazing at the stars at night- she wasn't sure if there was something that they both enjoyed doing. Her fingers curled around his hand in thought before she spoke, her voice slow and cautious. 'I'm not a very exciting person,' she admitted, people who knew her at all knew that rather well- she was like a scholar, preferring books and the silence and comforts of a room rather then run outside and appreciate the day. It didn't mean that she had always cooped herself up, though. 'Tell me, what do you like to do?' she asked.

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[ferdinand]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/vicwintergreen/Mi%20Casa/Daffodil.jpg?t=1241971865); border: solid #000000 4px; width: 250px; height: 600px;] ·F E R D I N A N D · C L E A R W A T E R· Ferdinand knew off the bat many things he liked to do were not in her field of interests. Far from it. He was loud and she was quiet. Even in his darkness he had more energy and outgoing adventures. So to impress her as best he could he cleared his throat and offered kindly pulling her hand for a kiss. Playing a few cards he learned from Aldurak and the palace, chivalry. “How about I give you a tour of the cavern? It is a beautiful place and I know a few secret spots” he pointed out able to use his knowledge of prior visual visits to impress and navigate. Pulling up the best mental image of his world around him though it was grey and possibly outdated. Feeling a bit nervous he pondered the outcome of his offer. Either she turned him down and wandered off back to the castle to enjoy her world, and he would return back to his. To very different worlds indeed. Or, she could say yes and he would have to some how navigate the old cavern to show that all his boasting about his disability are not in vain by not making a fool of himself in and amongst the magical rocks. It would be useless to claim that he was fine with his dark life and fall all over this cave possibly ending her leading him out. Ferdy was not quitter though, if she said yes he would not rethink. He would go forth without hesitation, and even if he tripped or stumbled was well used to those pains. Hell even if she said no he would insist now that he had his mind set on showing her his ‘skill’. Pumping himself up thinking about his options. Heart throbbing in his chest he waited to hear weather she would go with him, give her own option, or loose her back to the castle. ·OPEN THREAD· WORDS: 320 TAGGED: Open OUTFIT: Loose white dress shirt/Dusty black pants MUSIC: N/A NOTES: OMG luv luv luv Nina. She cute and fun! template modified from one made by mikey is a lady killer ?! @ caution 2.0, steal it and she'll send zombie pandas to eat your brains!

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