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Played by Offline Chaosy [PM] Posts: 63 — Threads: 12
Signos: 25
Night Court Medic
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  5 [Year 502 Summer]  |  16 hh  |  Hth: 8 — Atk: 12 — Exp: 25  |    Active Magic: Body-Water Manipulation  |    Bonded: N/A
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Pol had woke that morning with thoughts rolling through her head. She was so happy for her mentor, was still reeling over meeting Lu's son. She had been working near constantly and learning more healing as she went. The young mare seemed to be on the go all day every day lately. But Lu had told her to take the day off. To rest. What was rest even?

Slipping from her covers, Pol stretched and shook away the last bits of drowsiness. A quick cup of coffee jolted her fully awake and she frowned at the room around her. She had never put down real roots, renting a room and spending more time in the clinic than anywhere. Maybe that was why she was uneasy. Things were changing. Would she still have a place at the clinic once things were said and done? The idea of losing her mentor and her clinic, the learning and friendship that seemed to be more like that of a mother and daughter. That idea alone made her blood run cold.

The mare escaped her room, moving quickly into a gallop to try to run away from the thoughts that were plaguing her. She wasnt sure where she was going, just needed a day away from the Night court. Away from her fears. Alternating trotting and galloping, the mare made good time as she headed to where she had heard that her sister was staying. She needed her sister, her family. Her pod, for what it was worth.

Dancing into the swamp, she stopped and took a bit to catch her breath and compose herself. The run had helped, but the fears and thoughts were still whispering in her mind. Heading deeper, she began to seek out Bel. "Bella?" She called as she moved, aware and listening for danger as well as a response from the older treader.

"Speaking"
@Below Zero
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Played by Offline Dyzzie [PM] Posts: 197 — Threads: 26
Signos: 10
Dusk Court Battlemage
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  Immortal [Year 498 Summer]  |  15.2 hh  |  Hth: 26 — Atk: 34 — Exp: 59  |    Active Magic: Hydrokinesis  |    Bonded: Yukime (Ice Serpent)
#2


B e l o w Z e r o
sister, i hear you laugh, my heart fills full of love
keep me please, sister, when you cry
i feel your tears, running down my face
The mare was half asleep.

Her eyes were closed, as she rested, the ice and frozen statues around showing the reasoning behind the exhaustion, as she took a quick nap to help catch up on her energy. Of course, it was moments like this that seemed to be when she would get visitors. Her finned ears flicked, and her eyes half opened, hearing the slight sound. She yawned as she uncurled from her slipping place at the bank of the swamp. Moving to stand however had a firm, clawed paw on her shoulder, "Peace, Yuki. I'll be fine. Not like she knows you, so I can't have you bring her here." She teased, sleepily, allowing her companion to curl up around her neck, hugging her slightly.

Bel stretched again, biting back another yawn.

She moved slowly, legs feeling like lead, but the feeling came with the knowledge she was continuing to grow, to have mastery over her magic, to feel that power at her command. Even now, Her companion was telling her about how, once she had full mastery, felt comfortable, she'd find her next magic growing, the final piece to connect it all together, to let her be the tempest her people once focused their goals on. Back before they grew weak, before they forgot who they were. It made sense, looking back at it now, how the oldest of the elders stared with such contempt at the younger ones. It also made more sense why that one mare, the one who spoke so strongly of the stories had urged her to leave, to find herself. THe memory had her pause briefly.

The words came back, but this time, she understood so much more.

"The Empress will guide you in life, you're worth so much more than this little pod can offer you, young Bel. You are what we came from, a tempest of the sea, if only you can find those connections again. It might have died in the hearts of the others, but those of us from the old days, from those final times at home. We see you. We believe in you."

At the time she didn't know what that meant.

She didn't believe in The Empress back then, her people didn't speak of it. That came from Yuki, and yet that elderly mare, who glowed so steadily at her old age, when others would begin to fade; she spoke of the Empress, so revently. She was the reason that Bel had gone her own way, and it was the right decision to made. It made her who she was today, so closely connected to The Empress, she had heard her voice. Had wept with tears at the praise. That knowledge aided in her strength as she approached her sister, "Pol?"

"Bel"
Yukime
@Sol Bestiam
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Played by Offline Chaosy [PM] Posts: 63 — Threads: 12
Signos: 25
Night Court Medic
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  5 [Year 502 Summer]  |  16 hh  |  Hth: 8 — Atk: 12 — Exp: 25  |    Active Magic: Body-Water Manipulation  |    Bonded: N/A
#3



Her heart was still racing, her eyes wide as she took in the swamp around her. This seemed like the perfect place for her sister, but yet so foreign to her. There was an air of terror that tried to wrap around the young medic’s heart, her glow spiking as she moved. Not that it was dark enough to truly see it. Pausing in a clear spot, she tried to relax, to let her anxiety drop to manageable levels.

Then she heard the voice. The voice that meant so much to the young mare. "Bella!" She exclaimed, moving toward the voice and seeking the familiar face. When she finally saw the elder threader, she let loose a breath and felt some of the tension ebb finally.

"I am so happy to see you. Though you do seem more tired than usual." She frowned, watching the other mare as she approached. There was a pause as the medic glanced over the mare and wondered. "Are you alright?" She asked, stepping closer. 

Then her brain went back into over drive and she flopped on the ground in frustration. "Oh Bella! I am so worried. I can’t even stop the thoughts…" She muttered, closing her lavender eyes and trying to contain the fear. 

"Speaking"
@Below Zero
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Played by Offline Dyzzie [PM] Posts: 197 — Threads: 26
Signos: 10
Dusk Court Battlemage
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  Immortal [Year 498 Summer]  |  15.2 hh  |  Hth: 26 — Atk: 34 — Exp: 59  |    Active Magic: Hydrokinesis  |    Bonded: Yukime (Ice Serpent)
#4


B e l o w Z e r o
sister, i hear you laugh, my heart fills full of love
keep me please, sister, when you cry
i feel your tears, running down my face
The mare felt sluggish.

It wasn't unusual, in fact was quite common after a grueling lesson with her companion. But today it was more noticeable as she was forced to her feet, following the shout of her name. The exhausted side that wanted to sleep was annoyed, but the dominant side was confused as to why her sister was here.

Pol had thrown herself into her healers lessons.

She should be learning under another's tutelage, not hunting through the swamp sounding so desperate. Her sister's greeting but concern drew a tired laugh from her. "I am fine. I used a lot of my magic, and energy during training today is all." She assured, even as she forced herself to keep from yawning.

But something did seem wrong with Pol.

For an instant, Bel wished their mother was there, with her soft voice and gentle touch that could solve any problem. Bel hadn't had time to learn that trick just yet. So as Pol dropped to the floor, her words tumbling, Bel felt a little lost, a little unsure how to respond. Had it been Jiri, she'd have drawn the child close. Sol would just need a stern talking to and a reminder she was there. But where in the middle of those two actions did Pol fall?

It was a lot to ask of her awake.

Half asleep and slowly gathering her awareness she worried making the wrong response. Still she touched her sister's shoulder before asking gently, "what has you so troubled. Perhaps speaking of it will ease your thoughts?"

"Bel"
Yukime
@Polar North
Notes:: Bel is just not sure what to do.





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Played by Offline Chaosy [PM] Posts: 63 — Threads: 12
Signos: 25
Night Court Medic
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  5 [Year 502 Summer]  |  16 hh  |  Hth: 8 — Atk: 12 — Exp: 25  |    Active Magic: Body-Water Manipulation  |    Bonded: N/A
#5



Pol took in the other mare’s features and a pang of guilt swamped her heart. "Oh… I am so sorry! I didn’t realize that I was intruding…" Pol exclaimed, fussing over not writing ahead. Yes, Bel was her older sister, but she had a life of her own to live. She couldn’t be expected to be available at all times for trivial worries. Her sister was not expected to be her mother, a warm being there for the littlest advice.

The touch calmed the younger mare, and she looked up at Bel. "It is probably stupid…" She started, closing her eyes and dropping her head to the moist soil. "My mentor is amazing. She reminds me of mama… or at least what I remember of her. And I want her to be happy. But I am afraid. I am afraid of losing her. Losing her like I lost mama and made you lose her." She breathed, sorrow overwhelming the healer. "She and Isra are happy and amazing… but what if she doesn’t need my help? If she doesn’t want me anymore? I try my best, but what if my best isn’t enough?" The young mare paused, tears leaking from her clenched eyelids.

A few moments of silence lapsed as Pol tried to regain her composure. "I also met a stallion that turned out to be Lu’s son. She was immortal once… Now I worry about her health more. I am afraid to tell her I met Liatris, what if it is too much for her? I have been living in an Inn… If Lu decides that she no longer wants me… Where will I go?" Pol went silent again, her muzzle closed and resting on her knee. This was a lot to unload, chaotic and jumbled as her brain tried to sort through it all. A part of the healer wouldn’t be surprised if Bel told her to figure it out herself… Not that she had any faith that she could.

"Speaking"
@Below Zero
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Played by Offline Dyzzie [PM] Posts: 197 — Threads: 26
Signos: 10
Dusk Court Battlemage
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  Immortal [Year 498 Summer]  |  15.2 hh  |  Hth: 26 — Atk: 34 — Exp: 59  |    Active Magic: Hydrokinesis  |    Bonded: Yukime (Ice Serpent)
#6


B e l o w Z e r o
sister, i hear you laugh, my heart fills full of love
keep me please, sister, when you cry
i feel your tears, running down my face
The alien laughed, shaking her head gently.

"No, you're alright. Not intruding. I've already done practicing anyway, and I don't really need to nap to gain the energy back, it just earns it back faster. It's alright, truly." Of course, there was also the part of her that wondered would there be a time when her sister came in would be a moment of intruding. When she had her own family? When it wasn't just her she'd be watching for. Briefly, the thought of Sol and Jiri hit her heart hard, and that thought was just as quickly followed of what it might really be like, to have a relationship with the tall, black and gold stallion.

Their own foals. Their own family.

No. No. No. No. No. She didn't need to think about that. She was only just becoming used to being with him, to this courtship really happening. That he was really interested in pursuing a future. She didn't need to plan their lives yet . . . but even she couldn't deny the feeling of warmth in her chest at the idea. Instead, she focused on her sister, on whatever was going on, whatever she could do to help. Her words had the older mare snorting softly, "I've learned whenever we think something is stupid, it's usually when it's the most important." She'd thought her imagining that Sol could be interested in her was stupid, her own foolish crush so long ago had been stupid. The only thing that had turned out to be stupid was her own denial.

When Pol began to speak about her mentor, Bel felt her heart clench.

She couldn't blame the younger mare. Polar didn't remember mother much, so of course, she'd want someone to take that role, to be a mother to her. It was only natural. But when she spoke of worrying about losing her, Bel had to gently laugh, shaking her head. "Be still. Just because your mentor has found someone who makes them happy, doesn't mean they'll forget everyone else. We don't live our lives for a single individual, but for all the relationships we make. She might be happy, but she'll NEVER not want you. Because your relationship with her is as special and unique as you, yourself are. We all have our own places in each other's hearts, and we are the only ones that can fill those holes."

Bel smiled, before nuzzling her sister.

"Don't try too hard, just continue to be yourself, and you'll be fine, Polly." The nickname slipped out before Bel could stop it, and she felt her own heart clenched briefly as she found herself repeating the same assurances her mother had given the foal when Polar was sooo little, sooo long ago. Don't be afraid of the deep, you'll be fine, Polly. Those are just penguins, you're fine, Polly. I know you were alarmed and feeling lost, but we're here now; and you'll be just fine, Polly. Bel shook her head, instead of diving her thoughts into the knowledge of what the mare was saying about what she had learned about her mentor.

Her muzzle let out a tiny, soft sigh.

"We cannot protect others from themselves. Only they, themselves, can decide what is too much for them. It's like trying to keep the tide from touching the beach, eventually, it'll come crashing down. Instead of trying to fight the currents, be there for her when you tell her. If you spend too much time worrying, you'll never give yourself time to live." Wasn't that part of her reason for accepting the Courtship for Sol? Being anxious and worrying about it hadn't done her any good. Only by seeing where it could go, could they truly see if it was meant to be. And since she stopped worrying about that . . . she'd found their relationship almost back to normal, but a better normal. A version of their own normal that was filled with warmth, and soft touches. Of private looks, and the promise of things to come.

It stirred her heart and made her feel alive again.

Bel sank to the ground, and she used her tail to pull her sister into her side, hugging her as tightly as she could, and knowing she really couldn't offer any more help, she decided to try a different method of assistance: distraction,"So, Sol and I are courting." She stated, the words rather casual, as if she hadn't been denying the relationship between her and her large guardian for so, so long. "I figured you might be interested in knowing that." Even as she said it, she couldn't stop the small smile that touched her muzzle as she said it out loud. That they were courting, they were together. "But if I hear even the snippet of an 'I told you so,' from you, I'll be forced to tickle you until you go crazy from giggling." If nothing else, maybe she could get her sister to laugh, maybe?

"Bel"
Yukime
@Polar North
Notes:: She's trying.





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