K peoples, here we go again THANKYOU FOR YOUR REVEIWS!!!! THANKYOU A MILLION TIMES!! If you care for LotR at all, go read my other stories…ill return the favor. Ne how, now we are getting into unknown teritory, so ill try to stick with the genral feeling of the books. I don't think I can do the talking thing, I wouldn't know how, but i might put some memories of it if I think of somethin. Ok here we go!
Midsummer's Day.
Briar was excited, today was Rosethorn's birthday! He had been working with a Shakkan to give her. It was the first one he had done himself. As he mildly argued with it to make itself presentable, Tris walked into his room.
"Briar, have you seen Sandry?"
He shook his head, still arguing with the miniature tree. She sighed and walked out of the room. Five minutes later, Sandry walked in. He turned around, finally having convinced the tree that it would like Rosethorn, and also having given up on some peace.
"Tris is looking for you."
"I know, she needs some help with the cake."
"So what are ya doin here?"
"We need some help with the cake."
He turned around, confused.
"What?"
She smirked.
"Come on, we need a bit of help with the icing, and we want it to be a surprise, so that means no help from Lark."
He sighed, resigned to the fate of helping the girls with their quest. He brightened when he realized that he could probably get some extra food. Well, aside from the food he was already getting from the small party they were holding. Lark had set it up, and only a few were invited. Niko, Moonstream, the girls, Briar, Crane, Osprey, and a few others that Briar did not know. Gorse politely declined the invitation, saying that he was going to be busy, but he would make the cake. Apparently the girls had other ideas. With a stern word to the tree to stay exactly as it was, he followed his foster sister to the kitchen. When he saw it, and the two girls in it, he burst out laughing. Flour nearly coated the floor, and was in clumps where water had spilled. He knew that they were better cooks than this, so the only explanation was a bit of a flour fight. Tris put her hands on her hips, and gave him a glare. He was suddenly glad that her eyes color did not reflect their substance. He had a feeling that if they did, he would have a steel dagger in him right now. When he stopped laughing, he took their grumbling with a happy heart, and began to help them coat the cake in icing.
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Briar sat back, content with his full belly. He listened to the others talk, and enjoyed the day. It was dusk, and after dinner. They had eaten well, Gorse, release from his duties to the cake, had instead made a fine meal. Briar was just beginning to drowse off when Lark called out.
"Enough of this chit-chat, time for Rosie's presents!"
Briar perked up, and whispered to Sandry's teacher. Rosethorn saw Lark nod, and her student raced into the house and up the stairs to his room. A second later, Sandry squealed for everyone to wait, she had to get her, Tris and Daja's gift to Rosethorn. Lark nodded to them, and all three shuffled off to the kitchen. Niko dug into his pocket, and produced a small box. Rosethorn smiled, she already knew what that was. Every year, without fail, Niko had gotten her a pair of earrings, each year a different flower. She looked forward to finding out what kind it was this year. Crane also had pulled out a small box, she had no Idea what that was. After the blue pox epidemic, they had become friends, despite their differences. They still argued, just for the sake of it, and as much as she hated to admit it, she actually enjoyed it. Briar came down, put something just inside the door, and came back to the table, grinning. Rosethorn gave him a calculating look, and he ignored her. She was prevented from asking any questions however, because Sandry, Tris, and Daja walked through the door carrying something between them. She was surprised to see it was a cake. Obviously the rest, except for Briar, were surprised as well. After they had eaten that, Briar ran to the door, and pulled something out. He made Rosethorn close her eyes, which she did, after a lot of coaxing from those at the table. As he set something in front of her, he said,
"I thought it was time that you had one of your own."
She opened her eyes and saw the miniature tree in front of her. Genuinely surprised, she reached out with her magic to meet it. Briar grinned as he felt the tree agree with him, it did like Rosethorn! Crane gasped and leaned forward to get a closer look. After everyone had examined it, and Rosethorn had thanked him, it was Niko's turn. She opened the box and found a pair of earrings shaped to look like a kind of Orchid. Crane recognized it, and proceeded to inform everyone of where it lived, and the fact that it was in his greenhouse. Rosethorn rolled her eyes, and told him that if he did not shut up, she would hang him in the well, as it was so close by. He in turn rolled his eyes and handed her his gift. She opened it to reveal a small vial, filled with a yellowish liquid. Everyone, except for Lark, Rosethorn, and Crane was very confused. Briar saw her put a bit of her magic into the vial. After a moment of silence, Crane cleared his throat.
"So?"
Rosethorn looked up, then closed her eyes again. Briar saw the tendril of power snake into the vial again.
"2 parts Germanium, 2 parts Jasmine,5 parts Almond Oil," she paused, and smiled "1 part Rose."
She said the words slowly, as if reciting from a list. It reminded Tris of the way she had taken apart the boom dust during the pirate attack. Crane clapped and gave her a bow, at least that's what Tris thought it was supposed to be, she couldn't really tell.
"Rosethorn, I must admit that you still have it."
"Was there ever any doubt?"
He smiled.
"Never."
It was then that Daja understood. During the time when she was sick, Rosethorn had told her that she and Crane had exchanged perfumes to let the other figure out. She told this to the others. Briar snorted, Sandry went thoughtful, and Tris rolled her eyes.
The rest of the evening passed uneventfully, well, if the small cake fight they got into was not counted. Even Crane took part, nobility forgotten. As the party broke up, Rosethorn disappeared into her workshop, only to reappear again. Before Crane left, she caught his shoulder, and handed him a vial similar to the one that she had received. He took it, went silent for a few moments, and then held it out to her again.
"2 parts Verveine, 2 parts Ginger, 4 parts Almond Oil, and 2 Parts Rose."
She smiled at him, and took it from his hand, trying to tug it out. He wouldn't let it go however, and she knew why.
"Very good Crane, perhaps sometime I shall give you a real challenge!"
He let it go, satisfied, and she slipped the vial into her pocket. As Rosethorn held the door, he said,
"Perhaps sometime I will give a real challenge as well."
He then turned around, and walked off to the Air Temple. As she closed the door, Tris blinked and shook her head. Only she and Lark had been there, and she could have sworn that Rosethorn and Crane had been flirting. She shook her head again, clearing it of the thought, the day that Rosethorn and Crane actually flirted was the day that the gods came down and had a real conversation with their subjects.
~Well you know coppercurls, that has happened…~
~Briar! What are you talking about?~
~Let's just say that the thatch isn't soundproof.~
~Oh. So you think its possible?~
~Of course, remember, we all thought that us having magic was impossible.~
~True. Now get out of my head!~
To her surprise, he obeyed, leaving her to her thoughts.
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Midsummer's Day.
Briar was excited, today was Rosethorn's birthday! He had been working with a Shakkan to give her. It was the first one he had done himself. As he mildly argued with it to make itself presentable, Tris walked into his room.
"Briar, have you seen Sandry?"
He shook his head, still arguing with the miniature tree. She sighed and walked out of the room. Five minutes later, Sandry walked in. He turned around, finally having convinced the tree that it would like Rosethorn, and also having given up on some peace.
"Tris is looking for you."
"I know, she needs some help with the cake."
"So what are ya doin here?"
"We need some help with the cake."
He turned around, confused.
"What?"
She smirked.
"Come on, we need a bit of help with the icing, and we want it to be a surprise, so that means no help from Lark."
He sighed, resigned to the fate of helping the girls with their quest. He brightened when he realized that he could probably get some extra food. Well, aside from the food he was already getting from the small party they were holding. Lark had set it up, and only a few were invited. Niko, Moonstream, the girls, Briar, Crane, Osprey, and a few others that Briar did not know. Gorse politely declined the invitation, saying that he was going to be busy, but he would make the cake. Apparently the girls had other ideas. With a stern word to the tree to stay exactly as it was, he followed his foster sister to the kitchen. When he saw it, and the two girls in it, he burst out laughing. Flour nearly coated the floor, and was in clumps where water had spilled. He knew that they were better cooks than this, so the only explanation was a bit of a flour fight. Tris put her hands on her hips, and gave him a glare. He was suddenly glad that her eyes color did not reflect their substance. He had a feeling that if they did, he would have a steel dagger in him right now. When he stopped laughing, he took their grumbling with a happy heart, and began to help them coat the cake in icing.
(change in scene)
Briar sat back, content with his full belly. He listened to the others talk, and enjoyed the day. It was dusk, and after dinner. They had eaten well, Gorse, release from his duties to the cake, had instead made a fine meal. Briar was just beginning to drowse off when Lark called out.
"Enough of this chit-chat, time for Rosie's presents!"
Briar perked up, and whispered to Sandry's teacher. Rosethorn saw Lark nod, and her student raced into the house and up the stairs to his room. A second later, Sandry squealed for everyone to wait, she had to get her, Tris and Daja's gift to Rosethorn. Lark nodded to them, and all three shuffled off to the kitchen. Niko dug into his pocket, and produced a small box. Rosethorn smiled, she already knew what that was. Every year, without fail, Niko had gotten her a pair of earrings, each year a different flower. She looked forward to finding out what kind it was this year. Crane also had pulled out a small box, she had no Idea what that was. After the blue pox epidemic, they had become friends, despite their differences. They still argued, just for the sake of it, and as much as she hated to admit it, she actually enjoyed it. Briar came down, put something just inside the door, and came back to the table, grinning. Rosethorn gave him a calculating look, and he ignored her. She was prevented from asking any questions however, because Sandry, Tris, and Daja walked through the door carrying something between them. She was surprised to see it was a cake. Obviously the rest, except for Briar, were surprised as well. After they had eaten that, Briar ran to the door, and pulled something out. He made Rosethorn close her eyes, which she did, after a lot of coaxing from those at the table. As he set something in front of her, he said,
"I thought it was time that you had one of your own."
She opened her eyes and saw the miniature tree in front of her. Genuinely surprised, she reached out with her magic to meet it. Briar grinned as he felt the tree agree with him, it did like Rosethorn! Crane gasped and leaned forward to get a closer look. After everyone had examined it, and Rosethorn had thanked him, it was Niko's turn. She opened the box and found a pair of earrings shaped to look like a kind of Orchid. Crane recognized it, and proceeded to inform everyone of where it lived, and the fact that it was in his greenhouse. Rosethorn rolled her eyes, and told him that if he did not shut up, she would hang him in the well, as it was so close by. He in turn rolled his eyes and handed her his gift. She opened it to reveal a small vial, filled with a yellowish liquid. Everyone, except for Lark, Rosethorn, and Crane was very confused. Briar saw her put a bit of her magic into the vial. After a moment of silence, Crane cleared his throat.
"So?"
Rosethorn looked up, then closed her eyes again. Briar saw the tendril of power snake into the vial again.
"2 parts Germanium, 2 parts Jasmine,5 parts Almond Oil," she paused, and smiled "1 part Rose."
She said the words slowly, as if reciting from a list. It reminded Tris of the way she had taken apart the boom dust during the pirate attack. Crane clapped and gave her a bow, at least that's what Tris thought it was supposed to be, she couldn't really tell.
"Rosethorn, I must admit that you still have it."
"Was there ever any doubt?"
He smiled.
"Never."
It was then that Daja understood. During the time when she was sick, Rosethorn had told her that she and Crane had exchanged perfumes to let the other figure out. She told this to the others. Briar snorted, Sandry went thoughtful, and Tris rolled her eyes.
The rest of the evening passed uneventfully, well, if the small cake fight they got into was not counted. Even Crane took part, nobility forgotten. As the party broke up, Rosethorn disappeared into her workshop, only to reappear again. Before Crane left, she caught his shoulder, and handed him a vial similar to the one that she had received. He took it, went silent for a few moments, and then held it out to her again.
"2 parts Verveine, 2 parts Ginger, 4 parts Almond Oil, and 2 Parts Rose."
She smiled at him, and took it from his hand, trying to tug it out. He wouldn't let it go however, and she knew why.
"Very good Crane, perhaps sometime I shall give you a real challenge!"
He let it go, satisfied, and she slipped the vial into her pocket. As Rosethorn held the door, he said,
"Perhaps sometime I will give a real challenge as well."
He then turned around, and walked off to the Air Temple. As she closed the door, Tris blinked and shook her head. Only she and Lark had been there, and she could have sworn that Rosethorn and Crane had been flirting. She shook her head again, clearing it of the thought, the day that Rosethorn and Crane actually flirted was the day that the gods came down and had a real conversation with their subjects.
~Well you know coppercurls, that has happened…~
~Briar! What are you talking about?~
~Let's just say that the thatch isn't soundproof.~
~Oh. So you think its possible?~
~Of course, remember, we all thought that us having magic was impossible.~
~True. Now get out of my head!~
To her surprise, he obeyed, leaving her to her thoughts.
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