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Post by snoznoodle on Aug 27, 2007 5:27:21 GMT -5
"I can if you like Horatio," Tristan said. "I don't really feel like sleeping and you two could do with some rest after today." He was Iolite's bodyguard and a well-known warrior and resented the fact that everyone had had a go at Laertes and his gang but him. He knew he would be restless tonight and he couldn't think of any better way to spend his time than to look after the person who had caused his anxiety. "I'll do it after you, Tristan," Flint said as he entered the room and knelt next to Horatio to inspect his sister. At the sound of all the familiar voices, Iolite suddenly stirred in her sleep. They slipped into silence, holding their breaths for anything else but Iolite simply squeezed Horatio's hand slept on.
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Post by kirsten on Aug 27, 2007 21:25:47 GMT -5
Horatio nodded at Tristan and looked back at Iolite "come on." he said to the others and slowly got up leaving with Flint, he didn't look back to see if Tibit was following, but he sat on the lounge waiting for her. Iolite had heard a voice, several, but they were all blurred and it seemed like whispering, Iolites eyes moved under her eyelids to signall a dream, she smiled a tiny smile and then it vanished as Horatios hand left hers, she could tell it was horatios hand because the fingures were thin and long and very bony but muscular, she wanted to cry, she thought everyone had left the room, if anyone had been in it. she tried to open her eyes but they wouldn't open. she let out a small whine and moved her head again. Tirstan grabbed one of the chairs in Iolites room and sat down on it next to Iolite and then held her hand "hey its Tristan." he said, Iolite lightly held his hand back, she hadn't herd him but she knew it was Tristan for his hands were also bony but abit more fater then Horatios and had more muscle on then, they where like the hands of a man not an elfs. Iolite sturred again as a flash crossed her eyes and screams filled her ears, she saw darkness and many many warriors, she heard swords and saw arrows... it was the war she had served in, the picture vanished as soon as it had appeared. (OMG wow i did a long one, ooooo, hehe i try be on tonight im feelin a bit better )
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Post by snoznoodle on Aug 28, 2007 7:30:53 GMT -5
(I dunno if this is what you want so I can change it if you have other ideas okies? Wow you think yours was long! lol)
After they left Iolite's room, Horatio left without further word to where Tibit guessed were his own chambers. She walked with Flint for a while along the hallway until he muttered something about food and turned down another corridor to the kitchens. Tibit didn't much feel like sleeping so she headed down to the castle grounds to clear her head.
As she reached the large wooden front doors she nodded to the heavily armed guards on either side of the entrance who nodded in return and stepped aside so she could enter the grounds. She took a deep breath as the cool night air played at her cheeks. This was where Tibit loved to be; alone outside, with no sense of security. Even within the walls, it was not neccessarily safe, the guards retreated inside the castle doors by night and only guarded the buildings perimeters, leaving the gates open for late-night travellers.
Tibit walked the whole way around the large smooth stone structure, ignoring the beauty of the castle's sleek and elegant foundations. The elves had built the castle a long, long time ago and Tibit had stayed there many times as the Royal Family's guest. She walked for what felt like quite a long time, ignoring her surrounding and enjoying her own company.
It was only when she had just passed the horse stables when something exciting happened which distracted her from her wondering thoughts. The small wooden front door suddenly burst open, Tibit spun around in time to see a figure bent low over a graceful white horse steering the beast towards the conveniantly open front gates. Tibit cried out when she recognised who it was and although the horse was going much too fast for her to catch up she ran after the rider anyway until he finally disappeared into the darkness. "HORATIO!!!" she screamed at the top of her voice, praying he would come back so she could murder him personally. "YOU IDIOT!"
(Hope you like it!)
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Post by kirsten on Aug 30, 2007 1:01:42 GMT -5
((hey ya, ah i dont know what u want me to say but i think of something, might be short but, OMG guess wat!!!!...)) Tristan walked over to the window only to see a horse vanishing and Tibit yelling, rage filled him, he had not yet had the chance go after who they all had. He walked back to the chair and slumped down, his anger grew more and he grabbed Iolite's hand to see if it could calm him down. His breath suddenly went short and a light flew across him, he felt like he was being sucked into Iolite, he looked around at his surrounding and soon realized he was seeing Iolites memories. ((...we have season 10 of SG1!!! oh u can make it as what Tristan sees if you like, i dunno, im still all sick so i probaly aint gonna be on tonight))
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Post by snoznoodle on Sept 1, 2007 4:28:05 GMT -5
Iolite's eyes suddenly flew open and as soon as Tristan's reached her's, he felt a sudden incredibly strong pull and the longer he stared the more it felt like a part of him was being torn from his body until Iolite's deep blue pupils were the only things he could see...
The next the he knew, Tristan was lying on translucent, dark blue stone surface. Tristan blinked, trying to establish if the place was familiar to him. All he knew was that he was sitting on a stone ground, he couldn't see any walls to indicate he was in a room and as he looked up all he could see was a continuing nothingness. He looked down at his body, it seemed to have adopted the same colour as Iolite's catching deep blue eyes, like everything else in sight.
As he sat up, he heard echoing footsteps ricocheting in his ears; he didn't know where the source of the noise was coming from. Tristan got to his feet, becoming preoccupied in the strange tint his skin had turned. Then, when finally he looked up again, he jumped in surprise. There was Iolite standing centimetres from his face in her favourite violet couloured dress. It fell gracefully to the ground and covered her feet. Her hair had fallen freely down her back and, most importantly, she was positively beaming at Tristan with his favourite smile.
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Post by kirsten on Sept 1, 2007 4:41:08 GMT -5
Elenas voice was soft and very quiet but it hypnotized "I thoght someone was sitting next to me, it was you, well you still are sitting next to me, but i think.." she looked away for a second and then back at Tristan take in a deep breath "i think your upper body is ontop of me." she giggled and smiled "im going to be fine but i cant say the same about Horatio, i think he's gone after Laertes," she frowned and looked over her should, "i can not stay, i must go something is calling me." the scene changed and Iolite vanished, Tristan felt himself being moved and then saw himself and Iolite fighting, training, he gasped as Iolite looked at him, the one he had just been talking to standing next to him
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Post by snoznoodle on Sept 1, 2007 5:15:14 GMT -5
Before he could say anything then scene appeared around him. They were in the forest near the castle, he turned to Iolite, completely lost for what was going on, she smiled the same glowing smile and before he could stop her, she took off running into the trees. Knowing he should follow, Tristan hurried after her. He had no idea how long they were weaving inbetween the thick, ancient trees on an invisible path that Iolite seemed to know perfectly.
He was just about to ask where it was they were going when another figure appeared in the distance in front of them. He seemed to have stopped for the night in a large clearing which sat by the only small river which ran through the forest. Horatio had started a small happy fire in the centre of the clearing and was sitting on a large fallen tree trunk like it was a bench. His horse was tethered to a tree nearby, grazing at the grass around the old willow.
"Find him, Tristan. He can't survive this time." came Iolite's strangely haunting voice. Tristan turned to look at her, her expression had suddenly turned to the deepest sorrow. "I've shown you where to go. Leave as soon as you come to and you might be able to find him in time... I need him, Tristan. It isn't his time to go, our time isn't over yet."
Tristan saw the love in her eyes and he knew he had to do what he could, no matter what he thought. Still not quite able to muster words to speak, he simply nodded.
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Post by kirsten on Sept 1, 2007 5:25:45 GMT -5
Iolite quickly grabbed her chest, there was a sharp pain, in real life she stirred and frowned with her eyes still closed. Tristan went to walk forward but felt and saw everything being sucked backwards except Iolite who just stood there, "IOLITE!" he yelled as everything went blurry and the wind blew hard. As if he had fallen from the cliff and landed on his face Tristan came to and gasped for breath quickly sitting up, he looked at Iolite and saw the window wide open "i'll find him." Tristan said, he kissed her hand and moved the hair from her face and got up turning to the door then froze, Flint looked at him
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Post by snoznoodle on Sept 1, 2007 5:55:04 GMT -5
"Why are you leaving when your shift isn't over?" he growled. "Horatio's gone after Laertes." Tristan said urgently. "I know, I was coming to tell you." "Well I'm going after him." He said determinedly, still breathing heavily from what he had just experienced. "What about Iolite?" Filnt asked, sounding angry. "Look after her. I'll be back by tomorrow," Tristan said as he picked his sword up from where it was leaning against Iolite's bed and gathering other belongings into his small rucksack bag. "I want to go with you-" "No. Look after your sister. Horatio and I will be back in no time." he said and without giving the other elf time to reply, he headed out the door and down to the stables.
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Post by kirsten on Sept 1, 2007 6:13:44 GMT -5
Flint huffed and sat down next to his sister and held her hand "maybe a storie will bring you back to us... am what was your favourite again?" he had to think for several moments and then smiled "ah yes i remember, well it all started on a night much like this..." Tristan climbed onto his horse and galaped away coming into veiw of Horatio, he jumped of his horse and grabbed him and then held him so Horatio couldn't move "are you out of you fricking mind!" he said angry and in a quiet tone "Iolite is ment to be resting and your here... she followed you with her senses, shes not resting shes worring about you... i've been asked to come and get you." he let go of Horatio and sat down "but not until we find him... you should have come and gotten me, i would have come i dont like sitting by and doing nuthing." Horatio slightly smiled and then frowned "i ment not for her to follow me, but i am glad you have come, i will appologize to her when i get back with you." he was troubled that he had gotten Iolite to follow him instead of letting her rest, 'she must really love me' he thought to himself
((hope this is wat u wanted, if im not on i be on later and if not by my about 10 then im asleep, mwa mwa))
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Post by snoznoodle on Sept 5, 2007 3:56:31 GMT -5
"Come on, let's head back," Tristan said, glad he was easy to persuade. Horatio nodded in agreement and headed back to his horse. Just as he was about to get on however, he stopped and drew his sword. "Oh. Hang on." and without further explanation he walked back past his horse and Tristan and disappeared behind a large tree. "Oi! What are you-" Tristan began but he was cut off as Horatio reappeared dragging what appeared to be a struggling body. As they came closer, the light revealed a furious, writhing Laertes, his hands tied behind his back. "Oo... isn't one of his arms broken?" Tristan asked, wincing slightly at Laerte's right arm which, after closer inspection Tristan realised was out of place. "Yeah. Nice huh?" Horatio said grinning happily. Then without warning he raised his sword above his head and brought it down on the terrified Laertes, who suddenly became very still. "Alright, I can go now." he said, ignoring the stunned look on Tristan's face. He headed back to his horse and hopped on.
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Post by kirsten on Sept 5, 2007 4:05:34 GMT -5
Iolite could hear her brothers voice and then heat hit her as if a fire was right near her, she stirred and started to open her eyes as she heard a sudden swish of a sword "Iolite, your awake thank the lords." she smiled and held her hand tightly "i was getting worried." Iolite got her complete vision back but it kept going blurry "Flint? its hot, i cant breath properly." Flints eyes widened, "Hang on" he got up and opened another window but left the fire on "just take in some deep breaths."
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Post by snoznoodle on Sept 5, 2007 5:31:44 GMT -5
Iolite did what she was told but deep breathing didn't seem to help. She suddenly felt light head and Flint's worried face swam in front of her. His mouth was moving but she couldn't hear what he was saying. From somewhere, Iolite heard the door burst open and she could just make out the worried faces of Horatio, Tibit and Tristan, all of whom rushed forwards to her side and mouthed silent instructions.
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Post by kirsten on Sept 5, 2007 5:47:09 GMT -5
Iolite was getting more worried, she could see lips moving and , but couldnt hear them "What!" she yelled as her breathing just quikened, they where scarring her, she snuggeled down into her blanket and bed trying to get away "wake up, wake up." she whispered still breathing quickly wide eyed, as the figures came in and out of focuss. she was getting cold again
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Post by snoznoodle on Sept 5, 2007 6:08:50 GMT -5
Tibit was shocked. Last time she had checked on Iolite she seemed to be recovering. Now she had once again turned white and was shivering underneath her blanket. "What happened?" Horatio asked urgently. "I have no idea she just woke up complaining she was hot and then all of a sudden she couldn't breathe." Flint said quickly. Tristan was looking at the drip in Iolite's arm. Where the needle was intruding in her arm, he could see a small pool of blood. He hurried to her side and wrenched the needle out, sending a clear substance spurting out and hitting Horatio.
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