V e i l N e b u l a
Caught up in a palentary world
The star was ever curious.
It was likely a reaction to her newness to being not just alive, but to be part of this world. It made things so new, so different, so startling. But she couldn't deny the fact she adored this rock down to the core. The warmth in her belly told her that, filling her heart with so much lightness at being comfortable, and beginning to recognize things slowly. The green grass was no longer shocking, awe-inspiring. She was understanding more and more words. She was starting to find a place.
Though a place where she could really belong?
That was still up in the air. But for now, she had Solterra, and she had Jane. Her best friend was her everything, the one constant in her life that could keep her grounded and on the right track. Of course, with Jane working more, it left Veil traveling further out, trying to learn more from others. A delicate star with the knowledge and understanding of the world more equivalent to that of a new foal, an infant start, still protected in the of embrace of it's nursery system. And so she was always eager to move, eager to find more out, meet others to try and continue her understanding of the odd verbal communication these beings utilized.
So of course, she was curious by his approach.
She glanced up at the sound of hooves, pink, galactic swirling eyes settling on him calmly, her expression peaceful, kind, gentle. A soft star curious by the approach of the mortal. She stilled her own steps, head tilted to the side as he approached, and instantly she recognized his first set of words to her. The greeting sounds. He used the greeting sounds. Hello, perhaps the first word she had grasped. She was quiet as he spoke, recognizing the other word for her, not her individual sound, but the more generic sound used to talk to someone. Universal for anyone that wasn't 'I' but the rest of the sounds weren't as familiar, but she'd heard them in passing from Jane.
She had to puzzle the rest of this out, it looked like.
But she was used to having to puzzle it out. You. Don't. From. Here. Focusing on just those sounds, and having to recall the memories of where they'd been used with Jane, she finally caught on to what he meant. No, no she wasn't from this land, but she wasn't from the Earth in general, was she? And then he spoke, and the Goddess's name was like a warm caress, an unfamiliar familiarity. Like a dim memory, that creation period came to her memories, the stroke of another's touch, whispering her name through the pain, the intense heat and pressure as she was recrafted from scattered parts of her nebula after she'd been more-or-less killed by the black hole.
The mention of the word stars brought her back to the present.
And his own identifier followed, Sebastien. Now, to figure out how to formulate her response. Her words were the normal soft, and gentle way of speaking, tempered by a wisdom from a star that was millions of years old, part of the universe, connected into it's very secrets, "Hello," Of course, her words had a soft delivery, natural pauses as she carefully put her responses together, thinking out the sounds carefully before being spoken, to make sure she got the words right, particularly as she was still at the stage of needing to mimic the sounds rather than fully understanding them as words.
She was at a precarious stage in her learning.
Understanding there was communication, only just starting to get that these sounds had more meaning than just to be mimicked. That changing how they are ordered would change the sentence completely, "No," she agreed, as she quietly wracked her brain for the sound to designate where she lived. Home. Jane used home. "Home is Solterra. With Jane." There was another pause, her gaze turning to the heavens, and for a moment that homesickness was gutwrenching, was horrifying, almost crippling, "I . . . from stars." She added, her gaze watching the twinkling of laughter from Mercury, the way other stars seemed to twinkle, and she could almost imagine them laughing in merriment at her predicament.
Had she had a stronger grasp on her magic, she'd have felt that laughter.
But she was still dismissing much of it, had yet to realize that she was pulled back into the embrace of the universe, part of the secrets once more. She had yet to reconnect on a much deeper level. She turned back to Sebastien instead, smiling warmly again, her pink gaze seeming to twinkle like that same starry sky above. "I am The Veil Nebula." She added, in introduction, dipping her head lightly, Veil." She added, giving the shorter version with ease. The one sentence that always came naturally, and always with the identifier that made it clear what it meant that she came from the stars. Not Veil Nebula, never just Veil Nebula. She was THE Veil Nebula.
She'd just had a face lift, after that black hole so long ago.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Sebastien
Notes:: I really need to write out what words she knows and what ones she does not haha
It was likely a reaction to her newness to being not just alive, but to be part of this world. It made things so new, so different, so startling. But she couldn't deny the fact she adored this rock down to the core. The warmth in her belly told her that, filling her heart with so much lightness at being comfortable, and beginning to recognize things slowly. The green grass was no longer shocking, awe-inspiring. She was understanding more and more words. She was starting to find a place.
Though a place where she could really belong?
That was still up in the air. But for now, she had Solterra, and she had Jane. Her best friend was her everything, the one constant in her life that could keep her grounded and on the right track. Of course, with Jane working more, it left Veil traveling further out, trying to learn more from others. A delicate star with the knowledge and understanding of the world more equivalent to that of a new foal, an infant start, still protected in the of embrace of it's nursery system. And so she was always eager to move, eager to find more out, meet others to try and continue her understanding of the odd verbal communication these beings utilized.
So of course, she was curious by his approach.
She glanced up at the sound of hooves, pink, galactic swirling eyes settling on him calmly, her expression peaceful, kind, gentle. A soft star curious by the approach of the mortal. She stilled her own steps, head tilted to the side as he approached, and instantly she recognized his first set of words to her. The greeting sounds. He used the greeting sounds. Hello, perhaps the first word she had grasped. She was quiet as he spoke, recognizing the other word for her, not her individual sound, but the more generic sound used to talk to someone. Universal for anyone that wasn't 'I' but the rest of the sounds weren't as familiar, but she'd heard them in passing from Jane.
She had to puzzle the rest of this out, it looked like.
But she was used to having to puzzle it out. You. Don't. From. Here. Focusing on just those sounds, and having to recall the memories of where they'd been used with Jane, she finally caught on to what he meant. No, no she wasn't from this land, but she wasn't from the Earth in general, was she? And then he spoke, and the Goddess's name was like a warm caress, an unfamiliar familiarity. Like a dim memory, that creation period came to her memories, the stroke of another's touch, whispering her name through the pain, the intense heat and pressure as she was recrafted from scattered parts of her nebula after she'd been more-or-less killed by the black hole.
The mention of the word stars brought her back to the present.
And his own identifier followed, Sebastien. Now, to figure out how to formulate her response. Her words were the normal soft, and gentle way of speaking, tempered by a wisdom from a star that was millions of years old, part of the universe, connected into it's very secrets, "Hello," Of course, her words had a soft delivery, natural pauses as she carefully put her responses together, thinking out the sounds carefully before being spoken, to make sure she got the words right, particularly as she was still at the stage of needing to mimic the sounds rather than fully understanding them as words.
She was at a precarious stage in her learning.
Understanding there was communication, only just starting to get that these sounds had more meaning than just to be mimicked. That changing how they are ordered would change the sentence completely, "No," she agreed, as she quietly wracked her brain for the sound to designate where she lived. Home. Jane used home. "Home is Solterra. With Jane." There was another pause, her gaze turning to the heavens, and for a moment that homesickness was gutwrenching, was horrifying, almost crippling, "I . . . from stars." She added, her gaze watching the twinkling of laughter from Mercury, the way other stars seemed to twinkle, and she could almost imagine them laughing in merriment at her predicament.
Had she had a stronger grasp on her magic, she'd have felt that laughter.
But she was still dismissing much of it, had yet to realize that she was pulled back into the embrace of the universe, part of the secrets once more. She had yet to reconnect on a much deeper level. She turned back to Sebastien instead, smiling warmly again, her pink gaze seeming to twinkle like that same starry sky above. "I am The Veil Nebula." She added, in introduction, dipping her head lightly, Veil." She added, giving the shorter version with ease. The one sentence that always came naturally, and always with the identifier that made it clear what it meant that she came from the stars. Not Veil Nebula, never just Veil Nebula. She was THE Veil Nebula.
She'd just had a face lift, after that black hole so long ago.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Sebastien
Notes:: I really need to write out what words she knows and what ones she does not haha
Could you be my super nova girl?
