Hey!
I am pleased to announce that a lot of the rest of this story will be co- written with my good friend RonethDragon Tiamat. Our two ML characters, Wingblade and Devina, will go on a *Cough* "Whirlwind big-city adventure," to quote Donkey. *Bursts out laughing.*
Hahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahh...cough...choke...
Thump.
Well, I haven't done that in a while.
Disclaimer: Look at the third chapter. I think that had a disclaimer.
{Blah} -Thoughts "Blah" -Speech :Blah: -Mindspeech
~~~~~
(A week later)
Devina sat next to a tree in Companion's Field reading a book. She reveled in the fact that she had time to do so, with how busy she had been in the past week. After she had put all the fires out in the entire Palace Complex, the queen had ordered that she be trained in her gift immediately. So for three days she had done nothing but start fires and put them out under Griffon's tutelage. She snickered as she remembered what had happened on the last day.
*Flashback*
"One more time, Devina." Griffon said.
"I've lit these candles a hundred times, and I'm starting to get a reaction headache-" she had complained.
"Just light that candle!" Griffon snapped. He was jealous of the level of her Gift, and Devina knew it. {That's it.} She thought.
Devina lit the candle easily, then called it into her hands. Before Griffon could react, she tossed it lightly at him. "Catch!"
Griffon jumped as it landed on his Whites, and Devina tried not to laugh as he tried to put it out with his hands, his Gift forgotten. Devina let it burn for a moment, and then called the flame back to her. "We're done." She said shortly, and then with the flame still held in her hands, she walked away, leaving Griffon staring after her, dumbfounded.
*End flashback*
{At least after that he agreed that I didn't need anymore training} Devina thought. {I think he's a little afraid of me.} The next day, Herald Dirk had taught her about Mindspeech and how to use it. When he had told her she could talk to animals, she had spent the rest of the next day talking to squirrels and birds, and the odd cat or two when she wasn't practicing her Mindspeech with Dirk or learning to use her mage Gift with Elspeth. Yesterday she had been given a room in the Heraldic Collegium and had met Elspeth's husband Darkwind, and the Gryphons. She had been afraid of the huge birdlike things at first, but then she had met their youngsters, Jerven and Lytha, and they had completely won her over. {I'm a sucker for cute little balls of fur.} She thought wryly. She let her book fall into her lap, and she leaned back against the tree.
For reasons completely unknown to her, she was going to be put in classes with the Herald trainees. It didn't make much sense to her, but she went along with it. She looked up at the impossibly blue sky, and closed her eyes, taking it in.
Suddenly she Felt someone near her, and she opened her eyes suddenly to see a young man standing in front of her, about her age, wearing Blues.
"I'm sorry." He said when he saw her start. "I didn't mean to scare you." He was fairly tall, with curly brown hair and gray eyes, and a crooked smile. Devina thought she saw a resemblance to Talia, but she couldn't be sure. "What's your name?" He asked, sitting down next to her.
"Devina." She said with a smile. A look of recognition dawned on his face.
"So you're the protege that my mother keeps talking about." He said, smiling.
Devina blushed. "Yes, I suppose I am." She said. She cocked her head to the side. "You're Jemmie, aren't you?"
He glanced up at the sky, sticking his tongue against his teeth and smiling. "Yep, I suppose that would be me." He looked sidelong at her, his face going thoughtful. "Mother didn't tell me you were pretty."
Devina blushed hotly. "So...um, what are you doing here?"
He smiled. "You'll think I'm foolish." he said, looking down at the grass.
"No I won't." she said, half-smiling. He looked up into her eyes for a moment, and Devina's breath caught in her throat. His eyes were so pretty...
"Well," he said, breaking her out of her silent reverie. He didn't seem to notice her behavior, as he looked up at the sky. "I come out here because I can't help hoping that if I come here enough, I'll get Chosen sooner."
"You haven't been Chosen yet?" she asked, frowning slightly.
He looked down, lacing his fingers together in front of his knees. "No."
"Well I haven't been Chosen, and I've been through hell and back." Devina said, half jokingly. He looked up at her, and looked into her eyes, and Devina completely forgot what she was going to say. "Uh,...hmm...I knew exactly what I was going to say a minute ago..." she said, trying not to look at his eyes, which was fairly hard to do. {Gods, what is the matter with me today?} "And it was all uplifting and deep."
"That's all right." He said. He looked down and gradually what she was going to say came back to her.
"You know, a lot of people are Chosen when they experience something life altering, or if they go through some terrible experience." She grinned wryly. "Of course that doesn't seem to apply to me, but that's besides the point. If you're a really good person and you have MindGifts- which I'm guessing you do -you'll get Chosen."
"Really?" he said.
"Really."
"You know," Jemmie said thoughtfully after a few minutes of silence. "You sounded just like my mother."
"I did not!" Devina said, grinning. She shoved him lightly.
"Yes you did!" he shoved her back. "You even did the 'You're a good person' bit."
"Ooh, I'm going to get you for that one!" she said, and shoved him so he fell over. He grabbed her arm as he went down, pulling her with him.
"Ow, that's my hair-"
"Hey, hey, no biting, no biting!"
"Do fingernails count?"
"NO!"
"Hah, I've got you now!"
Finally Devina ended up sitting on him.
"Oh, come on, got off!" he said, trying to make her budge. She just sat harder, if that was even possible.
"Nope." She said. "Not until you say you're sorry!"
"Fine, fine. I'm sorry I said you sounded like my mother." She smiled and got up, allowing him to help himself up.
"You're cruel, do you know that?" he said, brushing the dirt off his uniform.
"Why thank you!" Devina said with a smile. She glanced up at the sky again. "well I'm completely filthy now, no thanks to you. _I_ am going to go take a bath." She started walking toward the Collegium. "Bye Jemmie!"
"Good luck, Devina. Don't forget to wash behind your ears!" he called after her.
{What a jokester.} Devina thought, shaking her head as she walked toward the Collegium and a warm bath. {But there's just something about him...}
))^^((#%#))^^((
"Mother? Are you here?" Jemmie said as he walked into the set of rooms he shared with his parents.
"In here, dear." She called from her room. The door was open, so he walked in. Talia was dressed in her Whites, and she was putting her hair up into a horsetail. He smiled at the growing number of gray strands in her hair. {It just makes her prettier.} he thought to himself.
"Where have you been all day she asked?" looking him up and down with a keen eye. He hadn't gotten cleaned up before coming here, so he still had muck and stains on his Blues, and sticks and pine needles in his hair.
"I, uh, met Devina." He said jauntily.
"Uh huh..." she said, giving him the you-better-not-have-been doing-what-I- think-you-were-doing Look.
"We had a very interesting conversation." He said as nonchalantly as he could. He watched the Look deepen, and he tried not to laugh. He loved bugging her like this.
"Really?" she said.
"Yeah. I'm really sore. I'm going to go take a bath." He bit his lip to stop smiling, as he laid down the final card. "She bites."
"What the _hell_ were you two doing?!" Talia said. She was now wearing the I-_knew_-you-were-doing-what-I-thought-you-were-doing Look. Jemmie burst out laughing.
"Gods mom, you should see your face!" he said between fits of laughter.
"You little...!" Talia said. She tried to think of something to yell at him, but ended up dissolving into laughter too.
"Really," Talia said as she regained her composure. "What were you two doing?"
"Exactly what I said." Jemmie said, smiling. 'We had a conversation, I said she sounded like you, then we had a little tussle, she sat on me, and I apologized."
"Well, that explains the dirt." Talia said. She walked into the common room shared by Jemmie and his parents. She sat on a couch, and Jemmie sat next to her. "So what do you think of Devina?" Talia asked.
"She's nice. It sounds like she's been through some bad things, and not just the fire, but I like her. She's mysterious, too, and I like that." he said, playing with his fingers.
"She's mysterious because she doesn't share things much with anyone. She's been hurt a lot, and she's afraid of getting hurt again." Talia said.
"I wouldn't let anyone hurt her." He said, looking his mother squarely in the eyes.
"I know dear, just be careful." She said. "Devina needs some friends right now, but she doesn't know that yet."
"Well," Jemmie said, standing up, "I really do need a bath. See you at dinner." He said, giving his mother a peck on the cheek.
After he had left Talia sighed. From the minute he had walked in the door, Talia had sensed he had fallen in love, and it didn't make her happy that the object of his affections was Devina. {He's in for so much hurt.} she thought sadly to herself.
~~~~~
In case you're wondering, I gave Jemmie some of my nuances. So he's kinda like a version of me.
*Audience gasps in horror*
Grrrr...
*Nori wanders in. looks at story.*
Nori: *Sigh* You're acting psychotic again, aren't you?
Shut up! I own you! And aren't you supposed to be passed out somewhere? That somewhere not being here.
Nori: Oh yeah...*Wanders out*
All right. Now what was I saying?
Ah, whatever. I think we all know what time it is, right guys?
Nori, Rhone, Link: Right!
SHUT UP!
Nori, Rhone and Link: *Very quietly* Right.
Grrrrr.
__Reader Review Response Time!__
Audience: Yay!
.
RonethDragon Tiamat: Yes, Wingblade and Devina should meet. Good thing that's arranged!
Herald Mistylenna: Her second strongest Gift is Empathy. All her other Gifts are much lower.
Trina Ti: Thank you for the suggestion. I will take it into consideration.
Saviate Incarnate Alternate(Or something): O.o ...............Kris is dead. Who are you talking about? And I know I haven't saved/killed Aragorn. To quote Bart Simpson, "I'll do it tommorow!"
Alpiyn: Does this chapter answer your...comment?
SIthelfJEn: Why thank you!
LeopardDance: Thanks for the suggestion. I was thinking of that myself. Will you forgive me if I give her a cat?
Oh, and I was thinking of maybe putting song lyrics into this story, especially this one chapter that I'm not going to tell you about. Please let me know if anyone has any strong objections to this.
Review!
Review my other stuff too, while you're at it!
Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
I am pleased to announce that a lot of the rest of this story will be co- written with my good friend RonethDragon Tiamat. Our two ML characters, Wingblade and Devina, will go on a *Cough* "Whirlwind big-city adventure," to quote Donkey. *Bursts out laughing.*
Hahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahh...cough...choke...
Thump.
Well, I haven't done that in a while.
Disclaimer: Look at the third chapter. I think that had a disclaimer.
{Blah} -Thoughts "Blah" -Speech :Blah: -Mindspeech
~~~~~
(A week later)
Devina sat next to a tree in Companion's Field reading a book. She reveled in the fact that she had time to do so, with how busy she had been in the past week. After she had put all the fires out in the entire Palace Complex, the queen had ordered that she be trained in her gift immediately. So for three days she had done nothing but start fires and put them out under Griffon's tutelage. She snickered as she remembered what had happened on the last day.
*Flashback*
"One more time, Devina." Griffon said.
"I've lit these candles a hundred times, and I'm starting to get a reaction headache-" she had complained.
"Just light that candle!" Griffon snapped. He was jealous of the level of her Gift, and Devina knew it. {That's it.} She thought.
Devina lit the candle easily, then called it into her hands. Before Griffon could react, she tossed it lightly at him. "Catch!"
Griffon jumped as it landed on his Whites, and Devina tried not to laugh as he tried to put it out with his hands, his Gift forgotten. Devina let it burn for a moment, and then called the flame back to her. "We're done." She said shortly, and then with the flame still held in her hands, she walked away, leaving Griffon staring after her, dumbfounded.
*End flashback*
{At least after that he agreed that I didn't need anymore training} Devina thought. {I think he's a little afraid of me.} The next day, Herald Dirk had taught her about Mindspeech and how to use it. When he had told her she could talk to animals, she had spent the rest of the next day talking to squirrels and birds, and the odd cat or two when she wasn't practicing her Mindspeech with Dirk or learning to use her mage Gift with Elspeth. Yesterday she had been given a room in the Heraldic Collegium and had met Elspeth's husband Darkwind, and the Gryphons. She had been afraid of the huge birdlike things at first, but then she had met their youngsters, Jerven and Lytha, and they had completely won her over. {I'm a sucker for cute little balls of fur.} She thought wryly. She let her book fall into her lap, and she leaned back against the tree.
For reasons completely unknown to her, she was going to be put in classes with the Herald trainees. It didn't make much sense to her, but she went along with it. She looked up at the impossibly blue sky, and closed her eyes, taking it in.
Suddenly she Felt someone near her, and she opened her eyes suddenly to see a young man standing in front of her, about her age, wearing Blues.
"I'm sorry." He said when he saw her start. "I didn't mean to scare you." He was fairly tall, with curly brown hair and gray eyes, and a crooked smile. Devina thought she saw a resemblance to Talia, but she couldn't be sure. "What's your name?" He asked, sitting down next to her.
"Devina." She said with a smile. A look of recognition dawned on his face.
"So you're the protege that my mother keeps talking about." He said, smiling.
Devina blushed. "Yes, I suppose I am." She said. She cocked her head to the side. "You're Jemmie, aren't you?"
He glanced up at the sky, sticking his tongue against his teeth and smiling. "Yep, I suppose that would be me." He looked sidelong at her, his face going thoughtful. "Mother didn't tell me you were pretty."
Devina blushed hotly. "So...um, what are you doing here?"
He smiled. "You'll think I'm foolish." he said, looking down at the grass.
"No I won't." she said, half-smiling. He looked up into her eyes for a moment, and Devina's breath caught in her throat. His eyes were so pretty...
"Well," he said, breaking her out of her silent reverie. He didn't seem to notice her behavior, as he looked up at the sky. "I come out here because I can't help hoping that if I come here enough, I'll get Chosen sooner."
"You haven't been Chosen yet?" she asked, frowning slightly.
He looked down, lacing his fingers together in front of his knees. "No."
"Well I haven't been Chosen, and I've been through hell and back." Devina said, half jokingly. He looked up at her, and looked into her eyes, and Devina completely forgot what she was going to say. "Uh,...hmm...I knew exactly what I was going to say a minute ago..." she said, trying not to look at his eyes, which was fairly hard to do. {Gods, what is the matter with me today?} "And it was all uplifting and deep."
"That's all right." He said. He looked down and gradually what she was going to say came back to her.
"You know, a lot of people are Chosen when they experience something life altering, or if they go through some terrible experience." She grinned wryly. "Of course that doesn't seem to apply to me, but that's besides the point. If you're a really good person and you have MindGifts- which I'm guessing you do -you'll get Chosen."
"Really?" he said.
"Really."
"You know," Jemmie said thoughtfully after a few minutes of silence. "You sounded just like my mother."
"I did not!" Devina said, grinning. She shoved him lightly.
"Yes you did!" he shoved her back. "You even did the 'You're a good person' bit."
"Ooh, I'm going to get you for that one!" she said, and shoved him so he fell over. He grabbed her arm as he went down, pulling her with him.
"Ow, that's my hair-"
"Hey, hey, no biting, no biting!"
"Do fingernails count?"
"NO!"
"Hah, I've got you now!"
Finally Devina ended up sitting on him.
"Oh, come on, got off!" he said, trying to make her budge. She just sat harder, if that was even possible.
"Nope." She said. "Not until you say you're sorry!"
"Fine, fine. I'm sorry I said you sounded like my mother." She smiled and got up, allowing him to help himself up.
"You're cruel, do you know that?" he said, brushing the dirt off his uniform.
"Why thank you!" Devina said with a smile. She glanced up at the sky again. "well I'm completely filthy now, no thanks to you. _I_ am going to go take a bath." She started walking toward the Collegium. "Bye Jemmie!"
"Good luck, Devina. Don't forget to wash behind your ears!" he called after her.
{What a jokester.} Devina thought, shaking her head as she walked toward the Collegium and a warm bath. {But there's just something about him...}
))^^((#%#))^^((
"Mother? Are you here?" Jemmie said as he walked into the set of rooms he shared with his parents.
"In here, dear." She called from her room. The door was open, so he walked in. Talia was dressed in her Whites, and she was putting her hair up into a horsetail. He smiled at the growing number of gray strands in her hair. {It just makes her prettier.} he thought to himself.
"Where have you been all day she asked?" looking him up and down with a keen eye. He hadn't gotten cleaned up before coming here, so he still had muck and stains on his Blues, and sticks and pine needles in his hair.
"I, uh, met Devina." He said jauntily.
"Uh huh..." she said, giving him the you-better-not-have-been doing-what-I- think-you-were-doing Look.
"We had a very interesting conversation." He said as nonchalantly as he could. He watched the Look deepen, and he tried not to laugh. He loved bugging her like this.
"Really?" she said.
"Yeah. I'm really sore. I'm going to go take a bath." He bit his lip to stop smiling, as he laid down the final card. "She bites."
"What the _hell_ were you two doing?!" Talia said. She was now wearing the I-_knew_-you-were-doing-what-I-thought-you-were-doing Look. Jemmie burst out laughing.
"Gods mom, you should see your face!" he said between fits of laughter.
"You little...!" Talia said. She tried to think of something to yell at him, but ended up dissolving into laughter too.
"Really," Talia said as she regained her composure. "What were you two doing?"
"Exactly what I said." Jemmie said, smiling. 'We had a conversation, I said she sounded like you, then we had a little tussle, she sat on me, and I apologized."
"Well, that explains the dirt." Talia said. She walked into the common room shared by Jemmie and his parents. She sat on a couch, and Jemmie sat next to her. "So what do you think of Devina?" Talia asked.
"She's nice. It sounds like she's been through some bad things, and not just the fire, but I like her. She's mysterious, too, and I like that." he said, playing with his fingers.
"She's mysterious because she doesn't share things much with anyone. She's been hurt a lot, and she's afraid of getting hurt again." Talia said.
"I wouldn't let anyone hurt her." He said, looking his mother squarely in the eyes.
"I know dear, just be careful." She said. "Devina needs some friends right now, but she doesn't know that yet."
"Well," Jemmie said, standing up, "I really do need a bath. See you at dinner." He said, giving his mother a peck on the cheek.
After he had left Talia sighed. From the minute he had walked in the door, Talia had sensed he had fallen in love, and it didn't make her happy that the object of his affections was Devina. {He's in for so much hurt.} she thought sadly to herself.
~~~~~
In case you're wondering, I gave Jemmie some of my nuances. So he's kinda like a version of me.
*Audience gasps in horror*
Grrrr...
*Nori wanders in. looks at story.*
Nori: *Sigh* You're acting psychotic again, aren't you?
Shut up! I own you! And aren't you supposed to be passed out somewhere? That somewhere not being here.
Nori: Oh yeah...*Wanders out*
All right. Now what was I saying?
Ah, whatever. I think we all know what time it is, right guys?
Nori, Rhone, Link: Right!
SHUT UP!
Nori, Rhone and Link: *Very quietly* Right.
Grrrrr.
__Reader Review Response Time!__
Audience: Yay!
.
RonethDragon Tiamat: Yes, Wingblade and Devina should meet. Good thing that's arranged!
Herald Mistylenna: Her second strongest Gift is Empathy. All her other Gifts are much lower.
Trina Ti: Thank you for the suggestion. I will take it into consideration.
Saviate Incarnate Alternate(Or something): O.o ...............Kris is dead. Who are you talking about? And I know I haven't saved/killed Aragorn. To quote Bart Simpson, "I'll do it tommorow!"
Alpiyn: Does this chapter answer your...comment?
SIthelfJEn: Why thank you!
LeopardDance: Thanks for the suggestion. I was thinking of that myself. Will you forgive me if I give her a cat?
Oh, and I was thinking of maybe putting song lyrics into this story, especially this one chapter that I'm not going to tell you about. Please let me know if anyone has any strong objections to this.
Review!
Review my other stuff too, while you're at it!
Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
