I want to mention, this is my 10th Viewpoint, if you count Thom's, it's not as dramatic as some, but it's still my 10th, and I like it, and I'm introducing one of my favorite characters, and now I'm sounding whiney. Read.
Lorraine Arc
P.s. Laylia and Thom are close, lovers even, but they haven't done, that, yet. You'll see why, maybe Laylia part 10 to 15.
Laylia's Viewpoints
Part 8
Dimond in the Rough
Laylia sat in class, her thought's were no where inparticular, and certanily not with whatever Lord Wyldon was trying to tell them. Her ears perked at the word, 'retire', she began listining.
"Lady Alanna will be taking my place as training master. She will be coming in a week and a day." He said, hopefully not noticing the smiles on most of the knights-to-be's faces.
Laylia and Thom walked to lunch, not speaking, but not uncomfortable either.
"Thom, have you ever noticed, nither of us have any friends." She said, looking at him as they sat down.
"Um...Laylia?" Said Thom, shooting her a questioning look.
"I mean, sure, we have each other, but we're not really friends, are we? We're closer than that." She blushed.
"What are you getting at?" Asked Thom.
"I think I need a friend. Your a lover, and Emma's a...well...I don't really know what Emma is, but she's not a friend. Not one I can confine in, about everything, even you."
"So, you've got the magic, go use it to make a friend." And with that they retreated to their plates.
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Laylia was walking around town, wondering where she should go. She decided she would try the Dancing Dove, she didn't have a belt purse on, so she was in no danger of losing it.
She stepped in the bar, and sat at the bar.
"Little young to be in here 'lone, arn't cha?" Asked one of the women behind the bar.
"I'll have a lemonade." Said Laylia, ignoring the question. She was wearing a plain brown tunic, and worn leather breaches. She looked more like a theif than a noble.
"You 'ere ta see the king?" Asked a man, sitting next to her. He was old, and obviously a hevey drinker.
"King? No." She said, not knowing what he ment, but curious all the same.
"Eh? You look like the sort." He said, ordering a brandy.
She stood and sighed, draining and paying for the drink. She quickly left.
Laylia stared around at the various shops and...homes. She knew she couldn't exactly knock on some strangers door, looking for 'a friend' but there was just one home...
Laylia steped inside the nurseing home (?) and looked around. "Excuse me?" She said to a passing nurse.
"Yes?" Answered the nurse, cherrily.
"Umm...do you take volenteers?" Asked Laylia, embarassed.
"You have to be over 12." Said the nurse, eyeing Laylia's short frame.
"I'm fourteen." Said Laylia, blushing.
"Really? Well, we certainly won't turn you away, come on." Said the nurse, she later told Laylia her name was Nellee, taking her to a brightly colored room, stopping just out side.
"How often can you come?" Asked Nellee, hands on her hips.
"Once a week or so, I'm training at the palace, but I think the new training master will let me come, for this."
"Good enough, you'll be helping with this girl, Rae. She's...special." Said the nurse uneasily.
"Special, how?"
"She's 17 with the mind of a 7 year old or so. Mentally impaired. She was beaten as a child. Her parents, they were mean people, when she got older, and they found out she couldn't do any thing, they gave her to us. She dosen't addapt easily, she may not take to you, hate you even. Be careful."
Laylia smiled, "I have a feeling she'll like me, alot."
Laylia walked into the room, sending a jet of her magic ahead of her, to comfort Rae.
"Rae? Are you there, Rea?" Called Laylia into the room.
"Loyalty?" Said a voice, each word was strangly prononced.
"No, my name's Laylia."
"No it's not, it's Loyalty." Said the girl, Laylia steped into view. "See?" The girl was apperently talking to Laylia, as there was nothing else in the room.
Laylia shugged, and spent the next hour talking and playing with this strange girl, who had immeditly captured Laylia's heart.
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"Nellee, is their someone here named Hope?" Asked Laylia, walking towards the door, on her way out after her third visit to Rae.
"No, Laylia, I wanted to tell you something." answered Nellee, playing apsently with the sleave of her gown.
"Yes?"
"Ummmm...it's about Rae. Sometimes, she can tell you something, a story, say, and in the future, usually the near future, it will happen, to the exact detail." the nurse dropped her sleave, staring Laylia strainght in the eye. She was dead serious.
"But...how? Could she do it before she...came here?" Laylia finished lamly, she was going to say 'before her parents left her', but it sounded to sad, dramatic.
"No, before her parents brought her here, she had the gift, she doesn't have it any more, that's probaly where she got it, it's happened before. It's not common, but it happens."
Laylia left, alot on her mind.
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What do you think?
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Lorraine Arc
P.s. Laylia and Thom are close, lovers even, but they haven't done, that, yet. You'll see why, maybe Laylia part 10 to 15.
Laylia's Viewpoints
Part 8
Dimond in the Rough
Laylia sat in class, her thought's were no where inparticular, and certanily not with whatever Lord Wyldon was trying to tell them. Her ears perked at the word, 'retire', she began listining.
"Lady Alanna will be taking my place as training master. She will be coming in a week and a day." He said, hopefully not noticing the smiles on most of the knights-to-be's faces.
Laylia and Thom walked to lunch, not speaking, but not uncomfortable either.
"Thom, have you ever noticed, nither of us have any friends." She said, looking at him as they sat down.
"Um...Laylia?" Said Thom, shooting her a questioning look.
"I mean, sure, we have each other, but we're not really friends, are we? We're closer than that." She blushed.
"What are you getting at?" Asked Thom.
"I think I need a friend. Your a lover, and Emma's a...well...I don't really know what Emma is, but she's not a friend. Not one I can confine in, about everything, even you."
"So, you've got the magic, go use it to make a friend." And with that they retreated to their plates.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Laylia was walking around town, wondering where she should go. She decided she would try the Dancing Dove, she didn't have a belt purse on, so she was in no danger of losing it.
She stepped in the bar, and sat at the bar.
"Little young to be in here 'lone, arn't cha?" Asked one of the women behind the bar.
"I'll have a lemonade." Said Laylia, ignoring the question. She was wearing a plain brown tunic, and worn leather breaches. She looked more like a theif than a noble.
"You 'ere ta see the king?" Asked a man, sitting next to her. He was old, and obviously a hevey drinker.
"King? No." She said, not knowing what he ment, but curious all the same.
"Eh? You look like the sort." He said, ordering a brandy.
She stood and sighed, draining and paying for the drink. She quickly left.
Laylia stared around at the various shops and...homes. She knew she couldn't exactly knock on some strangers door, looking for 'a friend' but there was just one home...
Laylia steped inside the nurseing home (?) and looked around. "Excuse me?" She said to a passing nurse.
"Yes?" Answered the nurse, cherrily.
"Umm...do you take volenteers?" Asked Laylia, embarassed.
"You have to be over 12." Said the nurse, eyeing Laylia's short frame.
"I'm fourteen." Said Laylia, blushing.
"Really? Well, we certainly won't turn you away, come on." Said the nurse, she later told Laylia her name was Nellee, taking her to a brightly colored room, stopping just out side.
"How often can you come?" Asked Nellee, hands on her hips.
"Once a week or so, I'm training at the palace, but I think the new training master will let me come, for this."
"Good enough, you'll be helping with this girl, Rae. She's...special." Said the nurse uneasily.
"Special, how?"
"She's 17 with the mind of a 7 year old or so. Mentally impaired. She was beaten as a child. Her parents, they were mean people, when she got older, and they found out she couldn't do any thing, they gave her to us. She dosen't addapt easily, she may not take to you, hate you even. Be careful."
Laylia smiled, "I have a feeling she'll like me, alot."
Laylia walked into the room, sending a jet of her magic ahead of her, to comfort Rae.
"Rae? Are you there, Rea?" Called Laylia into the room.
"Loyalty?" Said a voice, each word was strangly prononced.
"No, my name's Laylia."
"No it's not, it's Loyalty." Said the girl, Laylia steped into view. "See?" The girl was apperently talking to Laylia, as there was nothing else in the room.
Laylia shugged, and spent the next hour talking and playing with this strange girl, who had immeditly captured Laylia's heart.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Nellee, is their someone here named Hope?" Asked Laylia, walking towards the door, on her way out after her third visit to Rae.
"No, Laylia, I wanted to tell you something." answered Nellee, playing apsently with the sleave of her gown.
"Yes?"
"Ummmm...it's about Rae. Sometimes, she can tell you something, a story, say, and in the future, usually the near future, it will happen, to the exact detail." the nurse dropped her sleave, staring Laylia strainght in the eye. She was dead serious.
"But...how? Could she do it before she...came here?" Laylia finished lamly, she was going to say 'before her parents left her', but it sounded to sad, dramatic.
"No, before her parents brought her here, she had the gift, she doesn't have it any more, that's probaly where she got it, it's happened before. It's not common, but it happens."
Laylia left, alot on her mind.
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What do you think?
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